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Chapter Ten
Disclaimer: Mass Effect belongs to Bioware and EA Games. This is a work of fanfiction, and I make no money from this fan work at all.
Warnings: adult language, sexual situations, slash, dub/non-con, threesomes, gender bending and mpreg. If I have missed something, please inform me and I will add it.
Characters/pairings: Colonist/War Hero paragade ManShep/Kaidan, ManShep/Garrus and a little ManShep/Zaeed.
Summary: Mindoir's strategy for survival was one that was not well-known to the greater galactic community. Derek Shepard carried this legacy with him, dormant, through the Skyllian Blitz and through the battle with Sovereign. However, after his death at the hands of the Collectors and revival due to the machinations of Cerberus, he must cope with his body no longer being his own.
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Shepard held still, face expressionless as Mordin hummed to himself, hovering over the back of his neck as he felt the new implant wedged under his skin. The local anesthetic killed any pain, but it was still strange to feel anything moving under there. It was made more difficult by the addition of his skin weaves, but Mordin was up to the challenge.
"Not able to create perfect implant," Mordin said, fingers flickering against the almost-numb skin. "Had to prioritize. Advantages over old implant: reduced and more controlled arousal response, reduced pheromone production, and fewer hormone surges. Disadvantages: instead of four you now have six periods where impregnation is possible during a year. Less effective at preventing pregnancy as well."
"The other one didn't seem to help much," Shepard pointed out, as Mordin put medigel over the incision. "What's the point if this one is even less effective?"
"More ability to control physiological response. No more bending over for random men." Mordin replied. "Should note, however, that libido will still be higher than before Project Lazarus." He shook his head, sounding perturbed. "Confused as to what Mindoir geneticists imagined for subjects. No future, free will, outside of breeding? Only outcome? Not an eventual detriment to the colony? How?" He sounded incensed. "Unethical, unsound reasoning. Only viable for short term repopulation efforts. Don't understand why it is passed on to offspring."
"So, what you're saying is that without any kind of implant, I'd spend the rest of my life pregnant," Shepard said, more of a question.
"Yes." Mordin inhaled, turning it into a snort. "Most krogan females would trade places with you, but human norms quite different."
"Thanks, Mordin. You've given me nightmare fuel for the next few weeks." Shepard stood, rolling his head a bit. The numbness would last for another few hours until the medigel finished healing the incision.
"Always happy to help. Considered other methods along with regulator. Ran simulation of your physiology with different IUDs, all had you unable to walk within a week. Best results would be barrier methods, and morning-after emergency contraceptives. Be prepared."
"I get it, Mordin." He smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes. "Thank you."
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Kaidan rubbed his eyes, trying to will the film and the burn that came from staring at a datapad for hours-on-end away.
When Kaidan had come on board the Normandy, he had no time to take anything other than the armor on his back, his weapons and omni-tool. He had run to Derek, along with Garrus, and before he had known it he was on the new Normandy, using all his medic training to keep Derek together.
He still vaguely recalled Lawson trying to throw him off the shuttle. He had drawn his pistol on her, when Garrus backed him up and said that Shepard wouldn't want them fighting. That would explain why Lawson still refused to speak to him, at least.
He was sitting in the crew quarters, dressed in Cerberus fatigues, looking at the damn logo plastered everywhere, and listening to Patel gently encourage Colston as he worried about his family. Yesterday he had joined Joker in the cockpit, trading jibes with EDI. The day before, he had joined Ken and Gabby for poker. The previous week, he had gone with Shepard, Garrus and Jacob to deal with his father. These weren't evil people.
Part of him wanted to find Derek and scream 'it's a trap!' at the top of his lungs. The beautiful ship, the crew of good-hearted people just wanting to stop the Reapers, the inclusion of an alien crew... All of it seemed to devoted to lulling Shepard into a false sense of security. To make him think that Cerberus was not evil, devoted to shaping humanity into some twisted vision of the Illusive Man's.
He trusted Derek. Trusted Derek to do what he believed to be right, even if he turned out to be wrong later. He knew Shepard would protect those colonists, stop the Collectors, even if it meant selling his soul.
He shuddered, getting to his feet.
"You okay, Alenko?" Patel asked. "You're looking a bit freaked." She and Rolston had been friendly, even if they didn't seem happy to have an Alliance officer in their space.
"You could say that," he said, soft, glancing down at his datapad, one filled with all the data they had gathered aboard the Collector ship.
They're going to target Earth.
Kaidan never been the type to go looking for reassurance. He wasn't a whiner. But he needed to get this off his chest, to get another point of view, another opinion. He briefly considered Garrus, or Tali... but Tali was still hurting over the loss of her team, and Garrus... Garrus had changed even more than Derek. And, just a little bit, he wanted some time alone with the man he had fallen so hard for. But there was so much more to worry about.
"EDI?"
"Yes, Commander Alenko?" the pleasant A.I. responded, its not-face popping into existence nearby.
"Where is Commander Shepard?"
"Commander Shepard has finished making his rounds for the day after going off duty and is in his cabin," EDI replied. Kaidan gave his thanks, and then headed towards the elevator.
They're going to target Earth. He rocked back on forth on his toes, arms crossed as his eyes stayed stuck in the middle distance. It was the same ship that killed the first Normandy. Easily connected to the Reapers or not, the Collectors were a threat that could not be ignored. His fingers twitched the datapad back and forth as he waited the few moments for the elevator to arrive at the Captain's deck, walking out and hitting the chime and waiting for the door to open.
Kaidan blinked at what he found.
Derek was sitting on one of his sofas, shoes off, with an unopened bottle of Serrice Ice Brandy in front of him and rubbing his chin. The table still had the strange prothean orb sitting on top, but other than that, it was bare.
"Come to join me?" Derek asked, waving at the bottle. "I'm thinking of getting shit-faced. See if it lasts more than ten minutes this time."
Kaidan shook his head, taking that as an invitation and walking down to the lower level, still holding on to the datapad. "Well, I wanted to talk to you about what we found out," he said, uncertainly. "And what we can do about it."
"About the Collectors?" Shepard said, peering at him, before pointing to the sofa seat cattycorner to his and reaching for the bottle. "I'm doing what I can. Building a strong team, and then we're going to take out their base."
"Are you going to tell the Alliance?" Kaidan asked, watching Derek take a drink and then offering it to him. Kaidan shrugged, and took a swig, grimacing at the strong, sweet burn.
"Yes," Shepard said. "But they can't act any faster than I can." Shepard licked his lips, crossing his legs and leaning back. "And the Illusive Man has found a derelict Reaper. He wants me to go after its IFF device." Derek smooth a hand over his face. "I need a better team first. We're not ready for it."
"So you're going to wait while the Collectors target more colonies?"
"I don't think they'll be so quick to go after more," Shepard said. "They know we have a countermeasure, and can make it hurt. If they've only got one ship out there, that hurt could be bad. I've included the countermeasure in your pad," he said, nodding towards the datapad in Kaidan's hand. "We're heading to the Citadel next so you can report."
"Oh." Kaidan deflated, grabbing the bottle to take another drink. "Um." He sighed, sitting back. "I hope this gets them off their asses. We can't officially act to protect anything in the Terminus, but if there is an obvious threat to Earth, and they already attacked an Alliance ship..." He trailed off, and got a third drink before Shepard took it back for his own gulp.
"Yeah. Should be there in about half a day. Also got a few things to do for Garrus, then off to Illium, see how Liara is doing." They lapsed into silence for another moment, but it wasn't unpleasant. Just quiet, as they passed the bottle between them, and Kaidan remembered that he didn't have Shepard's new liver.
"You should probably stay on the Citadel, if you weren't planning on that already."
"What?" Kaidan wasn't sure why the idea came as such a shock. He should have left weeks ago. A small, angry part of him had said he should have demanded to be left on Horizon once Shepard was- No. He couldn't have done that. Never. He had left Shepard once, allowed himself to be ordered away when he could have- And that was stupid, he knew it, because Kaidan knew he would not have been able to save Derek. He knew it. Really.
"We're heading on a suicide mission." Derek leaned forward. "And no, that's not why I don't want you there. Having you at my back has been wonderful. I've missed you," he turned to Kaidan and smiled, the first honest smile Kaidan had seen on his face. Kaidan couldn't help but notice the lines around his eyes, or the flecks of steel gray that had started around his temples. Then he looked away. "I want you here with me, and that's not the problem, either." He picked up the bottle of brandy, swirling the fluid inside to watch it catch the light off the aquarium. "Someone has to tell the Alliance, brief the Council, of what's really going on." His face tightened. "Cerberus already spread so much misinformation about me that they probably wouldn't believe me if I gave a weather report. If they haven't ruined you, you can tell them what happened. Rally the Alliance if we don't make it through this."
Kaidan sat there for a moment, before taking the bottle from Derek's hands and swallowing enough to make him gasp. "Not enough booze for this."
"I won't throw you off if you want to stay," Shepard murmured, looking tired. "But I... need you to finish this, if I can't."
Kaidan sighed, putting down the bottle and rubbing his face. Too much to think about when he was starting to feel warm and loose. "When's your next, um, heat?"
"Five days." Shepard's smile turned brittle. "There were no complications from the new implant, or the miscarriage. I'm healed up."
Silence held for a few more moments, as Kaidan used the liquid courage he had consumed to ask. "What about us?"
"Us?" Derek shifted in his seat, leaning towards Kaidan, and Kaidan took Shepard's hand in both of his, drawing lines and circles across the palm. "I was afraid to ask. It's been two years. I wouldn't blame you for moving on."
"I loved you." Kaidan brought Derek's palm to his lips, pressing a kiss there. "I mean... Six months ago, some friends talked me into asking this doctor out for drinks. We went out twice, had a beer. I air-kissed her cheek." He brushed his thumb over the palm of Shepard's long, narrow hand, watching his face flush, ears turning red. "Two weeks later I went to Horizon." Kaidan then kissed Derek's wrist, up again the lave the palm with his tongue. "Haven't contacted her since."
"Oh," Derek whispered, eyes-heavy lidded and easing closer. "I," he started to speak, then stopped and swallowed hard, blinking several times to push back a wet sheen. Kaidan tugged on his hand, pulling him closer, noting that Shepard allowed himself to be pulled up and into Kaidan's lap, straddling his thighs.
"I'm glad."
Derek looped his arms around Kaidan's shoulders, heads pressed together while Kaidan smoothed his hands up and down Derek's sides, then up and under his uniform jacket to tug free his shirt.
Kaidan's heart drummed against his ribs as he found Shepard's lips with his own: firm, wet and warm with the lingering bite of brandy at the corners. To his embarrassment, butterflies filled his stomach even as he felt blood rush down to leave him half-erect when Derek whispered his name.
His skin was smooth, soft under Kaidan's wandering hands, though the flesh underneath was harder, leaner than he remembered. Yet the kisses were the same, the smell was almost the same. The soft sighs as Kaidan nipped Derek's ear, sucking at his throat, all the same. He shivered when Derek almost tore his shirt off, and returned the favor by shucking his uniform coat.
Derek smiled down at him, sliding off his lap and to his feet, tugging Kaidan to follow as he backed towards the bed. He feathered kisses across Kaidan's face, breath catching as Kaidan's hands smoothed the line of his waist to find the closure of his uniform pants, opening button and seals. Then he froze, gripping Kaidan's arms and trembling, eyes wide with... something. Nerves. Fear.
"Are you okay?" Kaidan asked, and Shepard nodded, giving him a quick kiss.
"I... You know about the change, right?" Shepard asked, struggling with the words. "That I've got a," he took a long, shuddering breath. "Of course you do. You knew about the rest of it." He looked away. "But, I'm not, I'm different now, and-"
Kaidan nodded, brushing his lips against Derek's, rubbing circles up and down the small of his back. "Yeah. It's okay, Derek." He kissed Derek again. "How do you want to do this?" He pressed their bodies together, chest to chest, watching the uncertainty drain from the other man's face.
Shepard closed his eyes, nodding to himself, and continued towards the bed. "Condoms, drawer under the clock radio," he said, then gasped as Kaidan tongued his nipples, falling back onto the bed. Kaidan smirked, then rolled off him, rifling through the drawer to grab the box and watching Derek as he writhed out of his trousers and boxer-briefs.
Kaidan took him in, noticing the lack of scars, the still-muscled body that had lost so much weight from what he remembered. The deflated ball sack, underneath a full erection, and the wetness dripping out from underneath it. The warm flush on Derek's face and chest as he stroked himself, murmuring Kaidan's name. "You going to get over here or do you need an engraved invitation?"
He smiled again, putting the box down and dropping the rest of his clothes, crawling over to kneel between Shepard's legs, running his hands up and down the inside of his thighs. Taking a look, for the first time, at how Derek's body had changed.
The lips were flushed and wet from arousal, and Kaidan pressed two fingers inside, pumping them in and out as he watched Derek's face. That was how he managed to not miss Shepard's flinch.
"We don't have to do this, you know," Kaidan offered, watching as Derek tried to relax his clenched teeth and jaw. Even though Kaidan was lightheaded from Derek's scent, his touch, Kaidan refused to force anything. "You aren't a sex-toy, and I can handle this," he gestured to his erection. "On my own. Hell, you could top." He stroked Derek's cock, spreading the clear pre-cum. "If you aren't comfortable..."
Shepard grabbed Kaidan by the arms, pulling him forward into a teeth-knocking kiss. "I- I'm okay. Really. I want to do this. I need to do this." He spread his legs further apart, grabbing for the condoms. He laughed, quietly, when he dropped them. "Don't know if I'll see you again." He opened the wrapper, pushing Kaidan to his knees to roll the condom onto his cock. "And I want to be with you... when I want to be with you." He circled his fingers around Kaidan's length, stroking him up and down. "Not because I'm so hormone-addled I can't say no."
Kaidan swallowed, this time blinking away the sting that threatened his own eyes. "Derek," he murmured, kissing him sweetly, settling between his thighs, spreading them for a better angle. "I still love you."
He kept his eyes on Derek's face, getting all the harder as he pressed inside, watching Derek's jaw go slack, eyes closed. His breath caught, panting at the tight, hot, slick as Derek's body seemed to pull him in. Small, happy sighs filled the captain's cabin as Kaidan drew back, then in, setting a slow pace as Shepard's legs curled up against his thighs, then his waist, whispers of 'yes' and 'oh, god, Kaidan," filling his ears.
He kept his pace even, gentle, watching as Shepard reached down to stroke himself, eyes flickering back to Kaidan's face.
"I'm not going to break," Shepard hissed, digging his heels into Kaidan's back, before pushing Kaidan off, back and straddling his waist again to impale himself. Grunting, Derek rode him, and Kaidan swallowed hard, getting his feet under him to buck into Derek's body, grabbing his thighs and digging in hard as they both cursed, sobbed, hissed together. Kaidan found Shepard's cock, stroked it, thumbed the head, chest heaving as Shepard's head fell back and he came, his soft pussy convulsing, clenching around Kaidan.
Good, too good- with a few more thrusts he came as well, slumping back as Derek leaned forward, found his mouth for a lazy kiss.
They rolled to the side, Kaidan pulling out and removing the condom, tying it off and tossing it into the waste basket.
"Not too bad," Shepard murmured with a sated sigh, limp against the pillows. Kaidan punched him in the shoulder, lifting his head with a raised eyebrow.
"Nice to see where my notch on your belt is."
"No! No, that's not what I meant," Derek replied, eyes wide. "I meant," and his cheeks flushed. "Being um," he ran his fingers through his hair. "First time I've made love since the change." He ran his fingers up and down Kaidan's side. "And gotten to really, ah, pay attention to the differences." His frown was thoughtful, head dropping back to the side. "It wasn't... it felt good. I mean, it did feel good before with- but I was trying to ignore it as much as possible and-"
Kaidan got to his elbow, covering Shepard's mouth. "It wasn't that bad from this end, either." He kissed Shepard's nose.
Derek chuckled. "Say for awhile? We got a few hours before we get to the Citadel."
Kaidan nodded, spooning behind him as they drifted off, watching the lights blue-shift through the overhead window.
Stealing another moment from the rest of the galaxy.

To be continued.
Comments and criticism appreciated.
A/N: Thank you, Grimreaperchibi, for your very long and useful comment! I have been experimenting with how to put in flashbacks in this fic, trying to find a style that incorporates all the information I want to get in at once. I'm sorry for the confusion. Usually, when I write out a flashback, I use italics and some other symbol to denote the flashback, usually an asterisk. If there's nothing else, it's a dream sequence. I'm glad you like my portrayal of Shepard and the other characters in-story. I'm always worried about writing characters IC. As for the ending? This story has been finished, and the ending is not sad. I will be starting the sequel soon, posted to the Mass Effect kink meme. (If I get a few more days off. Those are endangered right now.)
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