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Cotton Candy
“Come on, Kara!” calls an excited Alice, darting forward into the crowd. Kara keeps her hold on her hand, but is tugged forward a few steps.
Kara laughs. “Slow down Alice. There’s no way Luther can fit through the same gaps in this crowd as you.” She smiles at me, walking beside her, and I return it.
Alice looks up at me with pleading eyes. “But Jerry’s stall is just up ahead!”
One of the benefits of my height is being able to see over the crowds at this amusement park, and I easily spot Jerry about 50 feet ahead. He’s manning one of the carnival games, standing in front of it and excitedly calling out for passers by to try their luck.
I glance down at Kara and am reminded,once again, how beautiful she is. I know she was designed that way and, minus the short black hair, looks the same as any AX400, but I don’t think I’d find any of them nearly as appealing. I shrug.
“I can see Jerry from here. If it’s okay w
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Literature
My Girl Lola part 16
It’s a tight squeeze. I don’t think this crawl space was designed to fit a fully decked out marine. I guess I shouldn’t complain though- I have no idea how Wrex is even managing to move behind me.
“If you had told me this morning that a toothbrush was going to save the Normandy, I’d have been very skeptical,” says Lola, crawling along in fronts of us. At least I can’t complain about the view.
I feel the pull of the ship as she leaves dry dock; it seems we made it on board just in time. I can hear the mercs moving around above us as we approach the CIC. Joker is going to be so pissed.
“Pretty sure we broke Traynor’s toothbrush,” whispers Shepard. “Remind me to reimburse her for that.”
“Really?” I whisper back, exasperated. “That’s what your worried about right now?”
“Little cramped in here,” chimes in Wrex. Lola glares at him over her shoulder, but I’m not sure how he
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Literature
Something to Live For part 22

I study my reflection in the full length mirror, nervous fingers smoothing the fabric of my dress for what feels like the millionth time. I'm happy with the image I see. A softer woman than what I'm used to stares back at me.
My dress certainly helps with that. It's a strapless satin gown with a sweetheart neckline, fitted through my hips then falling gently to kiss the floor. Swarovski crystals are sparkling across the bodice, concentrated at the neckline and fading out by my hips. I have a feeling Kasumi might have had a hand in finding those, though she had nothing to do with my jewelry. Annie's given me a set of family heirloom diamond earrings and the necklace to match, simple but delicate. In short I look gorgeous, elegant, and like everything I could have wished for.
I take a few practice steps in my heels, admiring the way my dress seems to float along the ground. The eccentric Olivier does good work. My few steps turns into strides, which q
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My Girl Lola part 15
    I'm barely off the ladder before there are projectiles flying at my head. It seems these Mercs don't know when to cut their losses. Although, since they agreed to go after Shepard in the first place I guess they weren't ever very bright.
    Lola takes cover behind a crate, charging her biotic flare. She peeks her head around the corner, getting a quick mental picture of their layout, and then launches it. Half a second later I feel the rush of energy as it explodes, taking out 2 mercs and knocking down 3 others.
   Wrex grins. "That's more like it."
   I have to admit, after being trapped in a vault to die the mercs screams are making me smile too.
   Lola takes a quick glance at me over her shoulder before focusing her assault rifle on a nearby soldier. "As much as I appreciate the moral support, do you think you could start killing things now?"
   "Sorry, Lola." I say, tossing a grenade at
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Literature
All In
Title: All in
Author: Phsbarbie (Natasha Poe)
Game: Mass Effect Andromeda
Characters/Pairings: Liam and Female Ryder
Disclaimer: Mass Effect Andromeda and all it's characters are the intellectual property of Bioware/EA.  There are spoilers! BEWARE!
    I roll over and stare at Evie Ryder, asleep in her bed- our bed. I trace the lines of her face with my eyes, tempted to follow with my fingers, but unwilling to wake her. Poor thing needs her sleep, especially after how late I kept her up last night. Side note- is there ever actually a "night" in space? Never mind, that's a train of thought for another time.
    For now, I'm happy here just laying beside her. I told her once that I wanted to spend every waking moment with her, but that was a lie. I want to spend the sleeping ones with her too. So when she made a wise crack about wanting access to my body in the middle of the night I took the opportunity to rearrange my bunk assignment. 
    Wh
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Literature
My Herald's Ball
Title: My Herald's Ball
Author: Phsbarbie (Natasha Poe)
Game: Dragon Age Inquisition
Characters/Pairings: Cullen and Female Inquisitor
Disclaimer: Dragon Age Inquisition and all it's characters are the intellectual property of Bioware/EA.
   The most finely dressed lords and ladies in Orlais flit around me, reminding me for all the world of preening peacocks. They flutter their eyelashes, fluff their hair, and toy with their masks. It’s all I can do not to roll my eyes. I attempt to block out their ceaseless prattle and search the ballroom anxiously. Skyla’s been in the servant’s quarters far too long. She should’ve been back by now.
    “Are you married, Commander?” asks one of the ladies in what I assume passes for a flirtatious manner.
    “No, no I’m not,” I tell her, my focus still on scanning the room. I smother a sigh of relief as I spot her coming towards me, a possessive hunger in her
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My Girl Lola part 14
    I knew I hated that bitch, I snarl silently to myself, glaring as Brooks drapes an arm over the clone's shoulders. I'd like nothing more than to reach out and wipe that smug look off her face, but, unfortunately, I can't. I'm trapped by a force field. In a storage pod. About to be sealed away forever. I'd probably feel a whole lot stupider if Wrex and Shepard weren't trapped beside me. 
    As it is, Lola is seething, her eyes promising murder. The clone either doesn't notice or doesn't care; both stupid moves on her part. She's too busy bragging about her perfect plan to notice Lola is pissed but not worried. I have no idea why. I guess I'm worried enough for the both of us. 
    "The minute- the second I get out of here," interrupts Lola, "I'm going to take your head and mount it in the Normandy CIC." Brooks smug look falters for a second and I smirk.
    Lola folds her arms and turns her glare on the clone. "Then I'm going
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Literature
DAO: The Warden's Journey
Title: The Warden's Journey
Author: Phsbarbie (Natasha Poe)
Game: Dragon Age Origins
Characters/Pairings: Alistair & Female Cousland(Angel)
Disclaimer: Dragon Age Origins and all it's characters are the intellectual property of Bioware/EA.
    "Angel, you're not going and that's final," I state in my best, most authoritative, most kingly voice. It's pretty good, if I say so myself. I have had ten years to practice it. And I have practiced it, until it's just the right tone to let whoever I'm addressing know I mean business.
    My queen, however, simply snorts, not bothering to look up from her packing. "I find it funny that you think you have any say in this."
    I slump down onto our bed with a sigh and examine my headstrong wife. To say the years have been kind to her would be an understatement. She's more beautiful now than the day I met her, and she still regularly makes my heart skip a beat. 
    Our lives have changed
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Literature
My Lady's Freedom
Title: My Lady's Freedom
Author: Phsbarbie (Natasha Poe)
Game: Dragon Age: Inquisition
Characters/Pairings: Blackwall and Female Inquisitor(Mira Lavellan)
Disclaimer: Dragon Age: Inquisition and all it's characters are the intellectual property of Bioware/EA.
    I watch her from the ramparts, unable or unwilling to keep a smile from my face. Mira strides through the courtyard below, her gait assured and her bearing one of authority, as always. Today, however, she's leaving smothered laughter and smiles in her wake. 
    Traveling behind her, trying very hard to behave, is Da'len, the Mabari pup I gave to her last week. You'd expect a Mabari, even a puppy, to strut as she walked. With all that muscle, all that grace, that every step taken would be a reminder of just how quickly your throat could be ripped out. Not so. At least, not with Da'len.
    Oh sure, she may start out her courtyard patrol with her head held high, trying to match Mira's impressi
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Jenny's Arrival: AU Assassin's Creed Black Flag 9
    I stand there and stare at her, not moving, not blinking, barely breathing. Frozen, with no clue what to do. She stares up at me with Caroline's eyes cautiously. Caroline. How could she do this? How could she not tell me I have a child? And how could she send this daughter I didn't know I had half way around the world to me once I told her I wanted a divorce?
    The girl stares at me. I stare at her. I have no idea what to do.
    "Jenny, is it?" asks Mary, taking a step forward. She leans down so the two of them are on eye level.
    Jenny nods slowly, still unsure of the situation.
    Mary rewards this action with a grin. "I'm Mary, Mary Read, though some people call me Kidd."
    Jenny giggles. "But you're not a kid, you're a woman grown."
    Mary's grin widens. "Now that you mention it, it is a funny name, ain't it?"
    Jenny smiles and nods again, more su
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My Herald's Bed
Title: My Herald's Bed
Author: Phsbarbie (Natasha Poe)
Game: Dragon Age: Inquisition
Characters/Pairings: Cullen and Female Inquisitor(Skyla Trevelyan)
Disclaimer: Dragon Age: Inquisition and all it's characters are the intellectual property of Bioware/EA.
    I look at the time piece on Sky's desk and sigh. She's still not back. She's been away from Skyhold for nearly three weeks this time, what feels like an eternity, but she sent word to Leliana that she's be home this afternoon. Five hours ago, in fact. And I have missed her desperately. 
    So desperately, actually, that I've left my office on the ramparts and spent the last six hours waiting in the first place she always goes- her rooms. True I brought some work along with me, but at least I'm here. Though now it seems my surprise has been for naught. 
    With a disappointed frown I blow out the candle I've been working by, gather up my paperwork, and make my way down from her tower.
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Literature
My Lady's Hound
Title: My Lady's Hound
Author: Phsbarbie (Natasha Poe)
Game: Dragon Age: Inquisition
Characters/Pairings: Blackwall and Female Inquisitor(Mira Lavellan)
Disclaimer: THIS STORY CONTAINS SPOILERS!!! Dragon Age: Inquisition and all it's characters are the intellectual property of Bioware/EA.
    I return to the room as quietly as I can as the sun peeks over the horizon, taking extra care not to wake Mira. Though, to be honest, I could probably slam the door without waking her. The woman is a heavy sleeper.
    I asked her once how she survived as a Dalish hunter when as soon as her head hits her pillow she's dead to the world. She told me she was their best and fiercest hunter, not their most alert. At least, not while she slept. Whenever they sent her out into the wilds overnight they sent a light sleeper with her. 
    Sure enough, as I come up the stairs I see her lying in the exact same spot I left her in. I smother a chuckle- no need to press my luc
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My Herald's Hart
THIS IS A SPOILER FREE STORY! So, if you haven't played the game but still want some Cullen fluff, here you go :D
Title: My Herald's Hart
Author: Phsbarbie (Natasha Poe)
Game: Dragon Age: Inquisition
Characters/Pairings: Cullen and Female Inquisitor(Skyla Trevelyan)
Disclaimer: Dragon Age: Inquisition and all it's characters are the intellectual property of Bioware/EA.
    I glare at the creature stabled in the first stall, traditionally the place where we keep the Inquisitor's current mount. The animal glares back at me. Damn thing. Why can't she just take a horse?
    Skyla Trevelyan, my love and the leader of the Inquisition, has been home at Skyhold, or Sky's hold as I've taken to calling it, for three full days. I've enjoyed every stolen moment together, but we both knew the momentary reprieve couldn't last.
    Sure enough, this morning the message came in from Fereldan and the Herald of Andraste is off to save the world again. At least they d
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I don't know how many journals I've started over the last 3 years that start with I'm a slacker. Probably a lot. The fact of the matter is when I got pregnant with my daughter(she's 2 1/2 now) I kind of lost my creative juice. I'm starting to feel it slowly come back. I'm starting again, slowly but surely. I have the last Something to Live For and the last Kiddway on my mind, hopefully I'll get them done and uploaded soon. After that it will probably be My Girl Lola. I love my Wolf and Hawke storyline, but I feel like my writing is so rusty that I wouldn't be doing it justice. I will hopefully regain my confidence and get back to that one, but it's in the future. I haven't forgotten about any of my stories(promise), but so as not to get overwhelmed I'm trying to take it one chapter at a time. I'm not sure how many of my followers have stuck around(and honestly guys, I don't blame you) but I wanted to let those who did that I'm looking at coming back. 

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I started writing fanfiction in 2013 because, like most people, I wasn't satisfied with the ending of Mass Effect 3. My stories have just grown from there! I really love doing this and all the support I've received from all of you has meant the world to me! If any of my stories are missing(ie Something to Live For part 20, Kadan's Wake-uo Call, etc) it's probably because it got removed for being too...risque. Check me out on Archiveofourown.org or Fanfiction.net to find a complete list of my stories
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“Come on, Kara!” calls an excited Alice, darting forward into the crowd. Kara keeps her hold on her hand, but is tugged forward a few steps.

Kara laughs. “Slow down Alice. There’s no way Luther can fit through the same gaps in this crowd as you.” She smiles at me, walking beside her, and I return it.

Alice looks up at me with pleading eyes. “But Jerry’s stall is just up ahead!”

One of the benefits of my height is being able to see over the crowds at this amusement park, and I easily spot Jerry about 50 feet ahead. He’s manning one of the carnival games, standing in front of it and excitedly calling out for passers by to try their luck.

I glance down at Kara and am reminded,once again, how beautiful she is. I know she was designed that way and, minus the short black hair, looks the same as any AX400, but I don’t think I’d find any of them nearly as appealing. I shrug.

“I can see Jerry from here. If it’s okay with you she can go on ahead. I’ll be able to see her.”

Kara examines Alice expectantly, then nods her head once. “All right, go ahead.”

Alice throws herself at me, giving me a quick hug and dashing off. “Thanks Luther!”

I smile as I watch her go. She reaches Jerry in no time and he scoops her up in a big hug. He sets her on the counter of his stall and hands her a ball, which she practices throwing up in the air and catching again.

Kara stands on her tiptoes but still can’t manage to see above anyone. “Did she make it to Jerry yet?”

“Safe and sound, Kara.” I see Jerry start to wave at me. “Looks like Jerry’s spotted us too.”

She laughs. “You mean spotted you. No one could spot me in this.”

I tilt my head in acknowledgement as we move towards Jerry and Alice. Life sure has changed over the last few months. We made it over the border safe and sound, but not everyone did. The Deviants that Rose sent across the river didn’t. When we reached the rendezvous point and found their remains in the boats drifted to shore, Rose went catatonic with grief and guilt.

It was Adam who stepped up, who got us all to his uncle’s house in rural Ontario safely. Michael must have known we were coming because he was waiting for us. As soon as the car stopped he had us all bustled inside, warmed up, and given rooms. Even Jerry. Michael offered me my own room, but there’s not a thing in the world that could’ve parted me from my girls.

That first night I spend sitting up in a chair, keeping watch while Kara and Alice slept. The next day a cot was moved in, but it was still several nights before I was secure enough to use it.

And there we’ve stayed ever since, figuring out what living our own lives looks like. There are no android laws in Canada, which is supposed to mean there aren’t any androids either. Paranoia kept us from leaving the house for the first few weeks. We watched on the news as they tried to figure out what to do with the Detroit situation. We saw Markus give interviews saying there was no need for anyone to evacuate- as they had proven, no humans would be harmed. And piece by piece, moment by moment, we built Rose back up. If it weren’t for her, none of us would have survived.

By Christmas she was back to normal, setting up more stops in Ontario for smuggled androids. Michael insisted on paying Kara and me for our help around his farm, so we actually went out and bought Alice Christmas presents. It was a first for all of us, and I’ve never seen Alice light up more than when she opened that stuffed fox.

Each day we felt more secure, each day we felt more free. We kept tabs from afar as the USA tried to figure out Deviants. We saw Markus and Connor preaching peace, and President Warren trying to figure out a way around public opinion. Cyberlife is- or was- a trillion dollar company, There were of course dissenters willing to overlook our sentience for that kind of money.

On New Year’s Eve Kara, Alice, and I sat down and made a list of everything we wanted to do, everything we want out of this new life of ours. We’ve been checking them off, slowly but surely. Alice started school, Kara got a job at the local bakery, and I’ve been helping Michael more on the farm. We’re saving up to get a place of our own.

Today, on a sunny day in March, we’re checking another thing off our list- a family trip to an amusement park. Family. That’s not a word I ever thought would apply to me, at least not that I’m aware of.

I can’t remember anything before Zlatko, whether I came to him as a Deviant looking for help or by other means. Everything I can remember while he had me I wish I could forget. Kara and Alice woke me up. Kara even trusted me after everything Zlatko made me do. She gave me Alice. Everything good in my life is because of her, and I’m grateful for it.

But I’m grateful for her in a way that goes beyond her saving me, beyond her being Alice’s mother. I’m just grateful for her as a person, this soft, sweet, fierce, loving, smart, protective, small woman.

I’m in love with Kara. The way her eyes sparkle, how her nose scrunches up when she laughs, how every single time at the first sign of danger she shoves Alice behind her and acts like a momma grizzly, protecting her cub. She’s full of hope and wonder, even after everything she’s been through. She’s a good person. She’s the best I’ve ever met.

She nudges me with her shoulder. “Penny for your thoughts?”

“I’m not sure they’re worth that much.”

She rolls her eyes with a smile. “They’re probably worth at least a dollar, but the bakery doesn’t pay well, so a penny is all I can offer you.”

“I was just thinking how perfect it is that Jerry got a job here.” We’re nearly to him now and he resumes waving at us excitedly. “And wondering how no one’s figured out he’s an android yet.”

Kara tilts her head to one side. “He does fit the job a little too perfectly. But then again, maybe they do know and are just too polite to say anything. People are really polite here.”

I chuckle and she smiles as we reach Jerry’s stall. Alice stands up on the counter and jumps into my arms. “Luther! Jerry said his shift ends in 15 minutes and then he can go show us all the coolest rides, and play games with us, and show me where the best cotton candy in the park is! Isn’t that great?”

I grin at her. “It sure is, Alice.”

Cotton candy was the second thing Alice put on her list, right after school. Unwilling to disappoint her, we did some research into our models and found a hidden setting. It lets us feel… more.

We can feel pleasure, pain, and everything in between. A touch is no longer just information, it’s a sensation. And even though it’s not required, we can eat and experience taste. Kara’s convinced all this can only be unlocked by a Deviant, maybe something hidden in all android’s programming by Kamski or someone.

Alice declared the first thing she would ever eat would be cotton candy, so today will be the first time any of us will test out our new found sense of taste.

“I hope you don’t mind,” says Jerry. “I know you wanted a family trip-”

Kara cuts him off. “There are many different members of our family. We’re happy to have you.”

“So, how’s the job going, Jerry?” I ask.

His face lights up. “It’s fantastic! So many little girls and boys to make happy.”

Alice hands me the ball in her hands. “Come on Luther, I bet you can win the grand prize!” She gestures to a stuffed unicorn bigger than she is.

“If you knock down all the milk cans 3 times with only 3 balls you get the unicorn,” chimes in Jerry.

I set Alice down beside me where Kara immediately grabs her hand. Old habits die hard. There are 3 sets of 6 metal milk bottles set up, and this feels like such a normal cliche activity that I can’t help but smile as I let the first ball fly.

20 minutes later we’re following Jerry to his favorite roller coaster with Alice tugging Kara along and me carrying a giant unicorn.

“Here it is!” declares Jerry, gesturing to a huge roller coaster. “The Colossus!”

I trace the track, spotting the car with its harnesses and a problem- there’s no way someone as big as me will fit on that ride. I turn back to the rest of our group with a smile. “You guys go on ahead. I’ll stay here with the unicorn.”

Realization dawns in Kara’s eyes. She puts Alice’s hand in Jerry’s and takes a step towards me. “Why don’t you and Jerry go on this one, Alice? I’ll say here with Luther and we’ll see if we can track down some cotton candy for you for when you’re done.”

Alice grins and pulls Jerry towards the line. “Okay Kara!” she yells over her shoulder.

I chuckle. “Well that didn’t take much convincing.”

She nudges me. “Come on big guy, let’s go get some cotton candy.”

And in this moment it feels so natural to reach down and take her hand that I do, without a second thought,

Kara intertwines our fingers with a sigh. “It took you long enough.”


It’s a tight squeeze. I don’t think this crawl space was designed to fit a fully decked out marine. I guess I shouldn’t complain though- I have no idea how Wrex is even managing to move behind me.

“If you had told me this morning that a toothbrush was going to save the Normandy, I’d have been very skeptical,” says Lola, crawling along in fronts of us. At least I can’t complain about the view.

I feel the pull of the ship as she leaves dry dock; it seems we made it on board just in time. I can hear the mercs moving around above us as we approach the CIC. Joker is going to be so pissed.

“Pretty sure we broke Traynor’s toothbrush,” whispers Shepard. “Remind me to reimburse her for that.”

“Really?” I whisper back, exasperated. “That’s what your worried about right now?”

“Little cramped in here,” chimes in Wrex. Lola glares at him over her shoulder, but I’m not sure how he stayed quiet this long.

“Quiet!” She turns her glare at me. “We can’t risk them hearing us.”

Wrex rolls his eyes. “Yeah, yeah, I hear ya. Get off my tail.”

The crawl space opens up in front of us and Shepard switches from a crawl to a squat, rifle out and ready. We’re coming up on the hatch that gives us access to the CIC, time to get prepped.

“All right, spread out,” says a merc above us. “Find the real Commander Shepard.”

Damn, it looks like they know we made it on board. I guess it would be too much to hope for otherwise.

Lola takes point and waves Wrex and I into position behind her. We move carefully, practically silent, and with the noise they’re making there’s no way they can hear us. They may know we’re on board, but they don’t know where we are. The element of surprise is still on our side.

“Hey, what’d she mean by ‘slow her down’?” speaks up another one. “We’re allowed to kill Shepard if we have to, right?”

The first one scoffs. If I wasn’t concerned about giving away our position I’d scoff along with him. “She said ‘slow her down’ because she thinks we’re cannon fodder.”

I smirk. They are cannon fodder. You think they’d recognize that by now.

“Oh,” says the second merc, sounding shocked. Shepard holds up her fist for us to hold. “Well, shit.”

Lola hits the button to stair access, taking out the nearest merc with a headshot before he can blink.

I laugh and launch myself into the fray. “Shit is right!”

Lola’s mouth quirks up in a quick grin as she takes out another one. I might bitch about the danger she’s in every now and then, but damn I love our jobs. Lola and I both head for cover, but not Wrex. He charges the merc Lt with a laugh.

“I’ve always wanted to do this!”

I throw a grenade to the left and Shepard launches a flare to the right. “You’ve always wanted to have a fire fight on the CIC of my ship?” Lola sounds incredulous. I stifle a laugh. This revelation does not surprise me.

A delighted Wrex doesn’t catch Lola’s tone. “And it isn’t even my birthday!”

We take out another half dozen mercs before I hear Shepard yell “Clear!” Wrex and I echo her and I shake my head in amazement. How many fucking mercs are there?

Lola tries to reestablish contact with EDI but to no avail. They must have disconnected her. I hope she’s okay.

“Let’s get to the cargo bay,” says Shepard, striding determinedly towards the elevator, not even bothering to take in the carnage. I fall into step behind her. Damn straight. The only thing on my girl’s mind is destroying-

Lola stops short and I walk right into her. She doesn’t seem to notice. “Please send this to an animal shelter for proper disposal as a warship is not an appropriate… oh that is not okay!”

I look around her to find her hamster cage, complete with hamster, in the trash with a note attached. I have seen Shepard in many different moods and situations. I’ve seen her take down a slaving warlord without blinking an eye. But I have never seen murder in her eyes like I do right now.

She spins around, eyes darting between Wrex and me. “Should we go check on my fish?”

I attempt to get my expression under control. “Babe-”

“Right,” she says with a nod, cutting me off. “The clone.” She turns back to her hamster, “All right. Sit tight little guy. Anybody gives you any trouble, go for the eyes.”

We step into the elevator and Lola slams another clip into her rifle. “She messed with my hamster guys. Now it’s personal.”

Wrex glances over at me, but I shake my head. Best to leave this one alone. The elevator starts to move and a thought occurs to me.

“Hey, those assholes are in the shuttle bay. My shuttle bay!”

Wrex nods approvingly. “That’s right. Get pissed off. You’ll fight better.”

“I just know some asshole messed around with my weights. I finally got them set up right!”

“Damn straight!” says Wrex. “Nobody touches your stuff!”

Lola turns to me with a raised eyebrow.

“Hey,” I say defensively, “you just lost your shit over a hamster.”

Her eyes narrow but I’m spared a tongue lashing by the elevator doors open.

We step out carefully, painfully aware of our surroundings but everyone seems to be in cover. At least until the clone comes around the corner, wearing Shepard’s fucking N7 armor.

“Well that’s creepy,” Lola says as Wrex and I take up positions. She doesn’t sound nearly as pissed off as I would.

The clone tries to take us by surprise and fires a few rounds, but Lola heads for cover and quickly returns fire.

“You want to stop shooting up my ship?” the bitch has the nerve to say.

“It’s not your ship,” responds Shepard, sounding like she’s dealing with a 2 year old.

“It will be! I’ve taken your name, your spectre rank, even your fingerprints!”

I move up to cover Shepard as she advances. She stays low and takes cover behind a crate, moving towards where we saw the clone.

“And then you left me to die…” she says, peeking out the side for targets, “only I didn’t. You really think fake fingerprints are going to fool the council? Or Hackett?”

I bark out a laugh. “You’ll never fool anyone!”

Lola pops out, rifle trained on where the clone was, but she’s no longer there. She circles, keeping her weapon up. “How’s that big plan looking now?’

With a roar, the clone launches herself out of hiding, attempting to deploy a biotic Nova before Shepard can defend herself. No such luck. She spins and  and counters it with her own biotics faster than my eyes can trace. It seems they’re evenly matched though, and they’re both knocked back a few feet. Before Lola can get her rifle back up Brooks appears, taking a pot shot at Shepard and radioing for reinforcements.

“This mercenary company has as many soldiers as the Alliance!” I yell, turning to cover the elevator. I shouldn’t have bothered. They came out of the woodwork. I had just taken out my 3rd one when EDI’s voice came through our comm channel.

“Shepard, can you hear me?”

“Loud and clear,” she responds, dropping part of the clone’s shields, “you cut through the jamming?”

“We did,” comes Liara’s voice. “It was heavily defended but we got through and disabled their tech.”

“Take her down!” screams the clone.

Wrex laughs. “Keep dreaming, Pyjak!”

Esteban’s voice cuts through the battle. “Commander, the Normandy is prepping for a jump to FTL.”

“Can you get to the cockpit, like soon?” urges Joker.

“Negative, I’m occupied in the shuttle bay,” says Lola, dodging fire.

“Yeah, we’re a little busy being shot at! Remember how that feels?” I chime in.

“Shove it, Vega!” Joker returns.

“Roger Commander.” interrupts Esteban. “ We’ll proceed to plan B.”

“Plan B? What the hell is plan B?” Joker demands.

Brooks tries to creep up on Lola’s right, but I blast her back with a frag grenade. Unfortunately she dodges the majority of its damage.

Wrex’s laugh rings out and I look over to see him charging the clone. “Is that all you got? The real Shepard hits harder!”

“I can testify to that!” I yell out, covering Lola’s six.

“I’m overriding the sky car’s safeties, Commander. We’re going to obstruct Normandy’s path, try to get her attention,” says Cortez.

“We’re bait?” complains Joker. “Plan B stands for bait? I am so sick of being bait!”

"You still want the ship after all this?” I ask.

“I don’t know, Vega,” says Lola, firing a shot that makes her clone retreat again. “I’ve grown pretty attached to her. She belongs with the real Shepard.”

I am the real Shepard!” shrieks the fake Shepard, slapping on more medigel.

Lola laughs. “Are you kidding me? You’re nothing but one more mercenary thug.”

I’ve got Brooks back in my sight and am about to take her down when the Normandy takes a hard turn and everything goes flying.

“10 credits says that’s Esteban!” I call out.

Wrex headbutts a merc. “Of course it is, no one’s taking that bet.”

I’m guessing her pilot tells her about Esteban because the next thing the clone orders is for them to launch the shuttle and blow the sky car out of the sky. Right. Whatever amateurs she’s employing don’t have a chance against Esteban.

“What kind of idiot opens the bay door during a firefight?” scoffs Wrex, aligning himself for another shot at the clone. Lola does the same.

“The kind of idiot that doesn’t deserve the Normandy.”

I spot Brooks and fire, catching her in the arm. “You’re ruining everything!” she yells. “I had the perfect plan!”

“Except for the part where you’re losing!” declares Wrex.

Lola has her focus on the clone, but this bitch, the one who conned and lied and betrayed us, this bitch is mine. I circle around behind her, my shotgun lined up with Brooks’ head, when I catch movement to the left.

Shit! Lola and the clone just rolled out the bay door! Without a second thought I drop my gun and run like hell. I’m just in time to see her go over the edge, fingers holding on for dear life. I dive for her, sliding across the ramp. I’m pretty close to toppling over after her, but Wrex grabs hold of my leg and doesn’t let go.

I reach out for her. “Come on, Lola, I got you. You didn’t think you’d get rid of me that easily, did you?”

She grabs my hand and I haul her up, immediately clasping her to me. I hold her there for a moment, taking a deep breath and thanking God she’s all right.

She laughs, letting the edge off her adrenaline. “Thanks guys.”

“What about this Pyjak?” asks Wrex, looking over at the clone still hanging. Shepard pushes away from me and walks over to the clone, dropping to her knees in front of her.

“Grab my hand!” she says, reaching out.

“And then?” sneers the clone.

“And then you live!” replies Shepard. The clone shakes her head and lets go, falling to her death. Lola sighs and stands back up.

Wrex shrugs. “Should’ve just killed her.” Lola gives him a rueful smile, but is saved having to respond by Esteban landing the skycar in the shuttle bay.

Shepard claps her hands once. “Well, looks like it’s time to clean up what’s left of the bad guys.”

Brooks has her weapons dropped and her hands up when I approach her. Too bad. I’d take any excuse to shoot her. I cuff her a bit too tightly and lead her back to where Lola is talking with Esteban. EDI comes over the speakers to let us know that she’s fully back in control of the Normandy and is returning us to dry dock.

“Any surviving mercs?” asks Shepard.

“Just one crappy ass pilot and her,” says Joker, gesturing to Brooks. “Alliance is taking her to a high security facility. Maybe she can give them some dirt on Cerberus.”

Brooks smirks. “I’ll be more than happy to cooperate with the authorities.”

“You’re getting a chance to redeem yourself,” says Shepard evenly. “Don’t waste it.”

Brooks winks at her.  “We had some laughs. And who knows? Maybe we’ll have more some day. You know you’ll miss me.”

I shake my head. “Yeah, like a bad rash.”

Lola doesn’t break eye contact. “No, we won’t, Because you’re going to stay in your cell and do your time.”

“Afraid I’ll escape?” mocks Brooks. “Come back for revenge? Is the great Commander Shepard pleading for her life?”

Lola takes a step towards her, eyes crystal clear and serious. “No. I’m pleading for yours.”

That wipes the smug look off Brooks’ face instantly. Though it does put a smug look on mine.

“You know, she wouldn’t have let me live,” she says as Esteban leads her away.

Lola shakes her head. “You can’t clone everything.”

Wrex watches her walk away and sighs. “In the old days we’d have just shot her. Good times.”

Lola grins at that. The Normandy touches down and the shuttle bay opens to reveal the rest of the team waiting.

I wrap an arm around Lola’s waist and walk down the plank with her. “So, what do you want to do for shore leave next time?”

She laughs. “Come on. Maybe we can take some actual time off. No explosions or anything. Just us.”

I nuzzle my nose behind  her ear. “I like the sound of that.”


My Girl Lola part 16
Guys! It's James and Lola! I thinking about buckling down and writing the rest of this series. I really like it. What do you think? Let me know in the comments!
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Stlf by Phsbarbie





I study my reflection in the full length mirror, nervous fingers smoothing the fabric of my dress for what feels like the millionth time. I'm happy with the image I see. A softer woman than what I'm used to stares back at me.

My dress certainly helps with that. It's a strapless satin gown with a sweetheart neckline, fitted through my hips then falling gently to kiss the floor. Swarovski crystals are sparkling across the bodice, concentrated at the neckline and fading out by my hips. I have a feeling Kasumi might have had a hand in finding those, though she had nothing to do with my jewelry. Annie's given me a set of family heirloom diamond earrings and the necklace to match, simple but delicate. In short I look gorgeous, elegant, and like everything I could have wished for.

I take a few practice steps in my heels, admiring the way my dress seems to float along the ground. The eccentric Olivier does good work. My few steps turns into strides, which quickly turns into pacing. It's got to be time for the ceremony by now. I feel like I've been waiting here for a week, though I'm sure not more than half an hour has passed.

The girls were in here earlier helping me get ready, looking beautiful in their rose pink gowns, but apparently it's an Asari tradition to leave the bride to meditate and reflect by herself before the ceremony. Time alone is not what I want right now. As hard as it is to believe, I, Captain Shepard, first human Spectre, savior of the galaxy, and ass kicker of reapers, apparently still get nervous.

"Stupid Asari," I mutter.

"What did Liara do this time?" asks Wrex, coming through the door. He looks fantastic. It's quite a sight to see a Krogan in a tuxedo. I thought it would be a tall order for human finery made to fit over their water hump, but apparently the tux shop keeps several on hand. Who knew.

"Wrex!" I'm so glad to see him I nearly hug him.

He narrows his eyes suspiciously. "Having second thoughts? I can still get you out of here you know. I've cased all the exits."

A bark of laughter escapes me. "Do you really think anyone could hold me where I didn't want to be? I'd give you references, but I'm pretty sure anyone who's tried is dead."

Wrex shrugs. "Fair point. But you didn't answer my question. Second thoughts?"

I shake my head with a smile. "I've never been more sure of anything in my life. I'm just nervous."

"Why?"

I consider the question. It's a good one. As far as stressful events go this one doesn't even crack my top 20. No real answer comes to mind so I shrug. "Isn't it normal to be nervous on your wedding day?"

Wrex stands in front of the mirror, adjusting his tux. All he really accomplishes is messing up his collar. "I really wouldn't know. Krogan marriages are rare. The genophage had us all focused on survival."

"But the genophage is over," I say, walking over and smoothing his collar back down. "The females don't have to live in their own clan anymore. And I've seen you and Bakara together."

Wrex just smiles. A Krogan version of it, but still a smile. "Bakara is still passing me off on any female that wants strong children. I don't think marriage is on her mind."

I dust off his lapels and return to pacing. "We both know Bakara cares more about the Krogan as a whole than she does about anything else. Did she make it today?

Wrex turns to face me, tracing my steps with his eyes. "She's here, said she wouldn't miss it for the world. You know you're going to wear your shoes out before you ever get to the aisle at this rate." He gestures to the 10 foot path I'm marking into the carpet.

"Do you have any idea how hard it was not pacing for months?" I only half joke. "I've got to make up for lost time."

"Well," he says, headed for the door, "if you don't mind doing something useful with your walking, I believe there's someplace we need to be."


I'm pacing. I shouldn't be pacing, that's Shepard's trademark moved. I can't help it though. I'm not really the nervous type, but I'm nervous today. There's no reason for it; I've never been more sure of anything in my entire life. Unfortunately, my nerves won't listen to reason, and sitting on my hands isn't helping.

Apparently my helping wasn't helping either though. My mom shooed me away every time I tried assisting in set up before finally banishing me to a room out of the way with a bottle of scotch and my groomsmen. The latter gladly helping me with the former.

"Alenko, you have got to stop pacing," says Garrus, looking relaxed. He managed to grab a dextro amino drink on our way in here and he seems to be enjoying it. "In any given relationship there should only be one pacer, and Shepard has laid claim to that title."

"And is it Sparks or you, Scars?" asks Vega, scotch in hand.

Garrus laughs. "Definitely Tali. Must be a female thing."

"Speaking of females, how's Kasumi doing Joker?" asks Cortez, hiding his smile with a sip of his scotch.

Joker blushes very faintly. "Why don't you ask her yourself? I'm pretty sure we passed the girls on the way in. She wasn't invisible for once."

"So you did notice her. Good to know." Cortez doesn't bother hiding his smug grin this time.

Before Joker gets a chance to respond there's a loud sigh from Javik. "How much longer until the primitive mating ceremony? In my cycle, couples came together for breeding only. I tire of this talk of females."

Joker gives a short laugh. "Yeah, sure, that's it. Tell me Javik, how's Liara?"

Javik doesn't blush, but then again I don't know if Protheans can. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Grunt, who has been remarkably well behaved, no fire or anything, slaps Javik on the back. "Come on, a blind Hanar could see the way you look at her."

Javik snarls, but Vega cuts in. "Isn't anybody going to ask how Jack is?"

The laughter in response to that is plentiful and eases any tension in the room. I manage to force myself to take a seat, though my fingers still drum a staccato on my thighs.

"Come on, Vega. We know she took you home after the bachelor party and then kicked you out the next morning," says Garrus.

James sniffs. "Still would've been nice for someone to ask."

"All right, all right, everyone shut up," says Joker, coming  to his feet. He raises a glass of scotch. "To Kaidan Alenko, the luckiest bastard in the milky way. Congratulations on finally getting your happy ending."

A knock on the door saves me from making a sappy response. My mom pokes her head in and scans for me. "Kaidy? It's time," she says, then slips back out.

"Kaidy?" Vega says, eyebrows raised.

Cortez takes him by the shoulders and leads him to the door. "Let it go man, it's his wedding day."

Joker turns to me as everyone else shuffles out. "You ready, Alenko? Any second thoughts?"

"Of course not!" I laugh. "Just the idea of that is ridiculous."

"Good," says Joker, clapping me on the shoulder, gently enough I'm sure he didn't break anything. "I just want you to know, as your best man, you're definitely getting the better end of the deal."

"Thanks Joker. Very touching."

"Hey, I call them like I see them. Let's go get you married before she changes her mind."

I make my way to the altar, taking my place with a nod at Hackett who's officiating. I do my best to lock down my nervous energy and not fidget. It takes concentration.

The procession starts, our wedding party coming down the aisle; Joker and Kasumi, Javik and Liara, Traynor and Cortez, Jack and Grunt, Garrus and Tali, Vega and Miranda. I smile distractedly as they each take their places, but my focus is squarely on the aisle. I don't want to miss a second of Shepard. The wedding march starts, all our guests stand, and my eyes start to water.

There she is.


There he is. My Kaidan, looking more handsome than I've ever seen him, waiting for me in his dress blues. I'm vaguely aware that we have a full house watching us, but for me the only person in the whole world is Kaidan. His steady smile and warm whiskey eyes(looking a bit misty), are the only things I can see. We're almost to him when Kaidan takes a few steps towards us, reaching out to take me off Wrex's arm.

Wrex chuckles. "It's not very often I see you impatient, Alenko. I'd threaten to kill you if you hurt her, but she could take care of that herself." With a kiss on my cheek and a nod to Kaidan he takes his seat next to Bakara.

Kaidan intertwines his fingers with mine and leads me to the altar. "You look amazing," he whispers.

I smile coyly at him. "I thought you might like it."

"Ladies and Gentlemen," begins Hackett, "we are gathered here today to join this man and this woman in holy matrimony. And I think I speak for everyone present when I say it's about damn time."

Cheers go up behind us and I laugh. Kaidan grins at me, squeezing my hand.

"Kaidan Alenko and Angel Shepard have been in love with each other for as long as I've known them. And though worlds have tried to come between them, that we're here today is proof they have always found a way back to each other. I don't have the words to express what Kaidan and Angel mean to each other, so I guess it's a good thing they wrote their own vows."

Our guests laugh at that and I turn to face Kaidan with a smile. "Kaidan, before I met you I had forgotten what love was. The loss of my family on Mindoir and my squad on Akuze had broken something in me, but you didn't try to fix me. You just loved me enough to show me I could fix myself. You steady me when I'm running off the rails, you calm me in my storms, you bring out the best in me and discourage the worst. I'm a better person for having loved you," Liara hands me the ring which I slip on Kaidan's finger, "and I promise to spend the rest of my life showing you that love."


I look down into Shepard's trusting and loving eyes, and know I'm the luckiest man alive. "Angel, from the first moment I saw you there has never been another. Through thick and thin, through good times and hard times, I have loved only you. You're woven into my very being, without you my life would be incomplete. I know I don't deserve you, but I will never let you go." I take her wedding band from Joker and slide it onto her finger. "I pledge all my love, my loyalty, and my life to you, forever."

"By the power vested in me by the Systems Alliance," says Hackett, "I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss-"

I don't give him a chance to finish, pulling Angel close and kissing her deeply. By the cheers of our audience, they approve. When we finally part Angel is smiling up at me.

"Well that was easier than I thought. On to the next adventure?"

I chuckle. "I'm  game if you are."




Something to Live For part 22
Oh my gosh it's done!!! This is the very first story I ever wrote, and now it's finished! I'm sure everyone probably gave up hope on this story since I haven't written for it in years, but here it is! The final entry in my Something to Live For series! I hope you guys all like it. Leave me a comment to let me know what you think!
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I don't know how many journals I've started over the last 3 years that start with I'm a slacker. Probably a lot. The fact of the matter is when I got pregnant with my daughter(she's 2 1/2 now) I kind of lost my creative juice. I'm starting to feel it slowly come back. I'm starting again, slowly but surely. I have the last Something to Live For and the last Kiddway on my mind, hopefully I'll get them done and uploaded soon. After that it will probably be My Girl Lola. I love my Wolf and Hawke storyline, but I feel like my writing is so rusty that I wouldn't be doing it justice. I will hopefully regain my confidence and get back to that one, but it's in the future. I haven't forgotten about any of my stories(promise), but so as not to get overwhelmed I'm trying to take it one chapter at a time. I'm not sure how many of my followers have stuck around(and honestly guys, I don't blame you) but I wanted to let those who did that I'm looking at coming back. 

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