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Then a scent hit him like a mallet to the face. Citrus. Earth.

It couldn't be.

Shots erupted from the other room. He got to his feet and made his way to the other side to look over the balcony. He held his rifle with one hand and gripped the concrete ledge with his other as he searched the room.

That's when he saw her.

She was approaching the stairs sideways, shooting the mercs coming from the bridge, when she noticed movement from above her. Her eyes flicked up briefly as if to quickly check for danger, when realization hit her face and she looked back up. Forgetting all threats, her posture straightened and her gun lowered slowly. Her hair was short now, and tucked behind her ears, stray strands decorating her brow carelessly, but the same brilliant red it had always been. The same vibrant green eyes looking up at him.

He was so stunned to see her, she might as well have had wings. How could this be happening? She was dead. Joker saw her die.

"Garrus..." she said more to herself than to him. It was so soft it sounded like a prayer. The sound of his name in her voice made his grip on the balcony wall tighten so hard his armored talons cracked the cement.

For the first time in three days, his rifle fell out of his hands.

A snippit from my Mass Effect Fan fiction pairing Garrus V. And Femshep.

This is the icon for Chapter 12: Reunited

Chapter found here: [link]

Fan fiction site: [link]

Description
Then a scent hit him like a mallet to the face. Citrus. Earth.

It couldn't be.

Shots erupted from the other room. He got to his feet and made his way to the other side to look over the balcony. He held his rifle with one hand and gripped the concrete ledge with his other as he searched the room.

That's when he saw her.

She was approaching the stairs sideways, shooting the mercs coming from the bridge, when she noticed movement from above her. Her eyes flicked up briefly as if to quickly check for danger, when realization hit her face and she looked back up. Forgetting all threats, her posture straightened and her gun lowered slowly. Her hair was short now, and tucked behind her ears, stray strands decorating her brow carelessly, but the same brilliant red it had always been. The same vibrant green eyes looking up at him.

He was so stunned to see her, she might as well have had wings. How could this be happening? She was dead. Joker saw her die.

"Garrus..." she said more to herself than to him. It was so soft it sounded like a prayer. The sound of his name in her voice made his grip on the balcony wall tighten so hard his armored talons cracked the cement.

For the first time in three days, his rifle fell out of his hands.

A snippit from my Mass Effect Fan fiction pairing Garrus V. And Femshep.

This is the icon for Chapter 12: Reunited

Chapter found here: [link]

Fan fiction site: [link]