Fill: ghost, ghost, i know you live within me (Part 2a/7)
anonymous
May 29 2013, 16:40:56 UTC
Garrus slept.
***
He woke up feeling like his bones had been replaced with crushed glass, with gritty eyes and stiff hands.
“Water bottle’s on the table,” said Shepard from the doorway, “along with painkillers and some dextro-friendly ration packs.”
He kept his back to her. “How long was I out?”
“Almost fifteen hours. I was going to wake you after ten, but I decided to let sleeping turians lie.”
Garrus rolled over and sat up with a grunt.
“Is there anything else you need? I can go get -- I don’t know, stuff. Things. It might take me a while. Hard to carry a lot of stuff at once. Took me almost two hours just to get all of that.” She ran a hand through her hair. Garrus could feel her gaze on the side of his face. “Help me out here, Garrus. What do you need?”
He swung his legs over the side of the bed, grateful that he’d kept his pants on when the old sheet fell away. “I’m fine, Shepard. Well, not really,” he amended. She always knew when he was lying. “I feel like crap, but that’s a month and a half of not sleeping catching up to me. I’ll be fine.”
Shepard hovered in the doorway.
“Did you sleep at all. Shepard?”
She folded her arms. “I can’t sleep.” Before he could say anything or do more than feel stupid for asking the question, she gave him a hard little smile. “I’m going to have a very productive afterlife.”
“So what did you do all night? Sit here and watch me?”
Shepard’s lack of response was all the answer he needed. “Spirits, Shepard, didn’t you have anything better to do?”
“Like what?” Her voice was neutral. “Until I’m sure this location is secure, I’m not leaving you alone longer than I have to. Besides, I wasn’t watching you.” She pointed down the hall. “I spent most of the night on the balcony. It’s an excellent sniper position. Like I said.”
Garrus shoved off the bed with a hiss. His tunic and armor were still where he had dropped them the night before. He dressed and tried to ignore how he smelled like old sweat and dirt. Nothing stayed clean on Omega.
“We have limited resources,” she said. “I’m using what we’ve got.”
“Great.”
He heard her teeth close over her reply. Dirt gritted under her feet as she turned and left.
A handful of seconds later, Garrus followed her. Shepard had only made it as far as the main living area. One couch had survived his purge, and she sat on the edge of the seat, elbows balanced on knees and her face buried in her hands.
“If you want me to leave, fine,” she said through her fingers. “I’ll leave. I have no interest in sticking around someone who hates me for dying.”
“Shepard, I don’t...”
“But you should know, I went to see everyone else. Kaidan, Tali, Wrex --” Shepard’s voice trembled, but she forced herself on. “Liara. None of them could see me. I shouted in their faces and they didn’t hear a word I said. I tried throwing things but I just got so tired --” She winced. “No one can see me. No one except you. What makes you so special?”
Re: Fill: ghost, ghost, i know you live within me (Part 2a/7)
anonymous
May 29 2013, 17:46:36 UTC
LJ I hate you, give me notifications! A!A, I love this fill. Poor Shepard doesn't understand why she is there and Garrus is just as confused. Looking forward to more!
***
He woke up feeling like his bones had been replaced with crushed glass, with gritty eyes and stiff hands.
“Water bottle’s on the table,” said Shepard from the doorway, “along with painkillers and some dextro-friendly ration packs.”
He kept his back to her. “How long was I out?”
“Almost fifteen hours. I was going to wake you after ten, but I decided to let sleeping turians lie.”
Garrus rolled over and sat up with a grunt.
“Is there anything else you need? I can go get -- I don’t know, stuff. Things. It might take me a while. Hard to carry a lot of stuff at once. Took me almost two hours just to get all of that.” She ran a hand through her hair. Garrus could feel her gaze on the side of his face. “Help me out here, Garrus. What do you need?”
He swung his legs over the side of the bed, grateful that he’d kept his pants on when the old sheet fell away. “I’m fine, Shepard. Well, not really,” he amended. She always knew when he was lying. “I feel like crap, but that’s a month and a half of not sleeping catching up to me. I’ll be fine.”
Shepard hovered in the doorway.
“Did you sleep at all. Shepard?”
She folded her arms. “I can’t sleep.” Before he could say anything or do more than feel stupid for asking the question, she gave him a hard little smile. “I’m going to have a very productive afterlife.”
“So what did you do all night? Sit here and watch me?”
Shepard’s lack of response was all the answer he needed. “Spirits, Shepard, didn’t you have anything better to do?”
“Like what?” Her voice was neutral. “Until I’m sure this location is secure, I’m not leaving you alone longer than I have to. Besides, I wasn’t watching you.” She pointed down the hall. “I spent most of the night on the balcony. It’s an excellent sniper position. Like I said.”
Garrus shoved off the bed with a hiss. His tunic and armor were still where he had dropped them the night before. He dressed and tried to ignore how he smelled like old sweat and dirt. Nothing stayed clean on Omega.
“We have limited resources,” she said. “I’m using what we’ve got.”
“Great.”
He heard her teeth close over her reply. Dirt gritted under her feet as she turned and left.
A handful of seconds later, Garrus followed her. Shepard had only made it as far as the main living area. One couch had survived his purge, and she sat on the edge of the seat, elbows balanced on knees and her face buried in her hands.
“If you want me to leave, fine,” she said through her fingers. “I’ll leave. I have no interest in sticking around someone who hates me for dying.”
“Shepard, I don’t...”
“But you should know, I went to see everyone else. Kaidan, Tali, Wrex --” Shepard’s voice trembled, but she forced herself on. “Liara. None of them could see me. I shouted in their faces and they didn’t hear a word I said. I tried throwing things but I just got so tired --” She winced. “No one can see me. No one except you. What makes you so special?”
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