Sent: November 25, 2186, Current Era, Normandy SR2
From: John Shepard
I miss you so much. Normandy feels so much like a prison ever since you left to join up with the kids for barrier support. I know that this war will leave no one unscathed, but I hope that most of these kids will get a chance at survival when they're not in the front lines. And I'm proud that you're there to make sure of that. You've come so far from the human weapon I met. Feels like years have passed since then. I never thought even in my wildest boy scout dreams that you will be doing what you’re doing now.
When I’m not busy in the “saving-the-galaxy” business. I find myself going down to your old spot in Engineering just to remember all the times you tried to push me away, you know, good old times Call me creepy, but I sometimes prefer to sleep in your old bunk(it still creaks).I also found a model toy hidden beside a crate and I fancied that it was your idea. You know how much I love collecting them.
Obviously, I still feel that you should’ve kept close with me in Normandy. So that we can watch each other’s backs. And…of course keep each other warm at night, of course of course, call me selfish I don’t care, but that’s what I feel
I guess, this is the part where I tell you the sad news. Mordin died. Long story short, we cured the genophage, and witnessed a Thresher Maw killing a Reaper in the process, at least I hope it’s dead. He had to activate the cure personally but the device was rigged to explode if that happened. And I’m taking it harder than he would’ve. The guy saw it coming from miles away and was totally okay with it. He said: “It had to be me”. Wearing the most peaceful expression I’ve ever seen on his face, while explosions filled the air around us.
I just placed his name on the Memorial Wall, then I thought about you. God, I wish you’re here right now. I keep wondering what would have happened if things didn’t turn out…the way I made it. Could I have saved Mordin somehow? I don’t know, my brain is fried with all the horrible outcomes that I could possibly imagine would happen after today. I feel like that’s something you and I can delve into more later on. But for now, I need to go. Wrex is celebrating now. With Wrex, I’m a little more at ease that the krogans won’t tear the galaxy apart all over again.
I’ll keep writing to you as much as I can. Your letters make this fucking war a little less grimdark than it already is. I just wish you’d send more. It’s become like a drug to me, to tell you the truth. Not even the amount of cigarettes Mr. Illusive smokes would be enough to calm my nerves, but one hit from you and I feel like taking out the entire Cerberus army all by myself.
I love you so much, stay safe and do your best to go easy on your biotics.
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Mature Content: Strong Language
Genre: Romance, Shepard and Jack pairing
This is part of my "Lightyears Away" fanfic series, focusing on the long distance relationship between Jack and John Shepard in Mass Effect 3.
This can be read as a series of one-shots but I do have an over-arching plot in place.
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Music for the Soul: Here
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I must've blended the two locations too well.
(You do have one typo--should be Thresher Maw.)