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Only Reminds MeFive years, he could hardly believe it. Standing before the monument in Vancouver in the park he brushed his fingers against the rough marble. Grief flooded through his veins as he pressed his head to the stone, closing his eyes he let out a heavy sigh. She would have hated all of the attention, all of the ceremonies honoring her memory and all of the accommodations. She would have scoffed in annoyance at the funeral; she would have wanted to be remembered through people's actions, not through their pain. That was all that reminded him he was still living, not walking aimlessly through a never ending nightmare most days. He sucked his lower lip into his mouth, his front incisors sinking into the tender flesh as he pushed his tears back. She would have wanted him to be happy, to move on. Most days it was getting better, he even remembered how to smile sometimes, except for today. Funny how quickly heroes were forgotten, how their legacies were shoved beneath a rug and honored with nothiOnly Reminds Me in Sci-Fi
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Expecting A Little Shepard (John x Jane Shepard)Expecting A Little Shepard (John x Jane Shepard) in Sci-Fi
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He could hardly believe any of this was real. He was nothing more than a simple grunt of a soldier for the Alliance a few years ago, now he was a legendary war hero that repelled the biggest threat the known galaxy had ever seen. He was living a dream; his reality had warped into an endless dream with nothing but happiness and the occasional politics to fill it. There was still fighting, and although the races were attempting peace and equality there was always work that needed to be done, life that needed to be improved. But John Shepard was content. He had everything he could ever desire, a large and exquisite house, the support of all of his friends, and Jane.
Jane was the yin to his yang, his lover, his wife, his everything. He had never thought he would be so lucky as to clumsily fall in love with her and be with her through it all. His spine was shivering as he entered the threshold from the hallway into the kitchen finding her standing, leaning heavily into the island in the mid
Breathe ShepardxAlenko"So that's it huh?" A voice
Who - why did it sound so familiar? It resonated in its deep baritone, ricocheting into every corner.Breathe ShepardxAlenko in Romance
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" Her throat was a tremble. Her voice died in the empty space, hoarse and tender as it was. She didn't want to talk anymore. She had no words. There was nothing left to say. She just wanted to sleep, sleep and never wake up. She was tired, so very tired. Her eyes remained shut and her back leaned into the bench she found herself on. Her body shook and she could feel nothing. Everything was numb, a soothing gentle numb.
"Get up." The voice demanded of her, louder it was a powerful explosion of words. She slowly lifted her chin from her chest, weary weak eyes fluttered open. "Get up Shepard." She met a strong russet gaze. He looked so familiar
Why couldn't she remember?
?" Her voice betrayed her, croaking whispers that wove themselves into the atmosphere. Anderson, Admiral Anderson? Impossible, he was dead. She sa