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Hallowed Truth	By : Spiritwolf71 Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 3767 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“You know, you’re beautiful,” James said blushing slightly. He was never the best at pickup lines and he was sure the only reason he had even uttered those words were through the liquid courage of the wonderfully powerful kick of Sierra Silver Tequila. They had only had two shots each, but it had been enough to send both of them into a bit of a loop. They still had an entire bottle left but James was thinking they didn’t need any more to make them much more stupid then they already were.
They were playing a game. Each time one of them downed a shot, the other had to remove an article of clothing. James had chosen for Lanie to remove her sweater and undershirt so that now the only thing covering her wonderful breasts was a bra. He could see how perky they were though and he really wanted her to remove the bra.
They had talked for hours before they had finally resorted to drink and although they were almost complete opposites in many things, they had some major things in common. Right now, none of that mattered; they were both just interested in each other and forgetting about the last few days. He watched as Lanie looked him over.
“I’m going to have to go with those abs, they are abs-solutely fantastic,” she smiled and giggled slightly.
“Why thank you,” he said and showed them off, she giggled again.
“Ok, so now we got which physical feature we like best about each other, next. I have to say, I love that giggles of yours, my god it’s like candy. I just can’t get enough of it.”
She pushed a strand of hair away from her face and smiled, “By far it’s your sense of humour”
“Oh, my chica bonita, I think you stand alone in that regard,” he laughed. She smiled and poured them both another shot.
“You know this just isn’t fair. I have a lot less clothes then you do,” James protested, sitting in only jeans and underwear. Lanie smiled evilly.
“All’s fair in love and war,” she took James hand and licked the back of it, dashing some salt over it then doing the same for herself.
“Yeah, well you do that again and games over,” he said having to take a deep breath to stop his deeper urges from taking over. He licked the salt off the back of his hand and downed the shot and shoved the lemon wedge into his mouth and sucking. He watched as Lanie did the same.
“Bleehhaaa,” she said making the cutest face, she did that for each shot. She sucked on the lemon then looked to him, “Pants.”
He smiled and they both removed their pants.
“You know,” Lanie said as her speech began to slur ever so slightly. James was impressed the woman was half tank, she was wagging a finger at him, “I have no idea when this turned into a stripping game.”
“We can stop,” James said and then she smiled and he knew the game wasn’t going to end.
“You kidding, you have underwear, that’s it, one more drink and I win.”
“Yeah your down to your underclothing as well,” James countered letting his own buzz set in. She rolled backwards and threw one leg into the air to reveal that she was still wearing socks. James couldn’t help but laugh and she rolled back up and poured another two shots. Together they licked their hands. They leaned closer and wrapped their hands around each other’s and downed the shots.
“Bleeehaaa,” Lanie shook her head, making that face again. This times James could no longer stop himself and he leaned in and kissed her lightly. He was not surprised but still happy when she responded in turn. He placed both hand on her waist and pulled her up onto his lap as she wrapped one arm around his neck and he felt her hand moving through his hair. He found he could not hide his arousal any longer as they grinded against each other. His hands fumbled clumsily on the clasp of her bra then gave up, pulling it up over her head and he inhaled admiringly as she raised her arms to help him.
He lowered his head and trailed his lips on her neck as a hand moved down her arm and softly caressed the side of her breast. He was struggling not to rush this; he wanted Lanie to enjoy to as much as he knew he would. She moaned softly at his touch and she felt her tremble. “God you are amazing,” he whispered into her ear before taking her lobe into his lip and suckling, she began to grind slightly harder as he realized he had found a sensitive spot and worked to exploit it as much as he could. As he did he reached down and pushed at her underwear. The paused for a second to squirm out of the last bits of their remaining clothing before she crawled back onto his lap. His hands moved down her back to her buttocks, lifting her slight before moving her down slowly and …
“James Vega?” James opened his eyes as an older, kind of rough looking nurse hovered over him.
“Holy hell,” he uttered before he could stop himself.
“I can see the morphine brought up some nice dreams,” the woman said in her equally rough voice. They both looked down at the rise in the bed sheets, James felt himself blush. She gave him a quick smile, which didn’t really light up her face. He wanted to crawl out of the bed to somewhere safe, except his right leg was in a med cast being set and mended.
“I’m just doing your vitals, and then you can back to whomever you were dreaming about,” She continued. James looked down to where the sheets were no longer raised.
“No, I think that dream is gone,” he admitted. He rested his head back and let the nurse do what she had to do as he thought about that night. He had been drunk but he would never forget it. Lanie had made him feel like he never had before and taught him things he never thought was possible. He had no idea where she had learned some of the things she had done to him, but that night she had completely blown his mind and he had never been able to forget it.
They had both more than understood it had been a one night affair and that come the morning they would be shipped off in separate direction but it was one of those dream like things that would always be with him. He had thought about that night for years. Not that he was obsessed with the woman or even really wanted to be with her, but she had saved his life and then left an impression on him. He had no idea that it had gone beyond that.
She had become pregnant from that night. He wasn’t going to deny it. He was more than aware that she did not do one night stands often; he knew he was the first. He had daughter that he had never met, no would he ever meet and he was not certain how he felt about that. On one hand he was angry she had never told him; then on the other hand he was glad she did not or he might not have made many of the decisions he had made over his career. One thing he knew he did feel was that he wished he could have been there for her. Losing her mother and child all at once, he knew how close she was to her mother.
James sighed as he reached for the wheelchair beside the bed and used the equipment he was given to place himself on it. He was not supposed to transfer himself alone but he really didn’t care. It was a hospital, not a jail. He rolled out of his room and to the room next to his and smiled as Grace looked up to him.
She had not been as lucky as he had been. When the vehicle hit the tree she had been ejected into the cornfield. The doctor had explained to them how the cornstalks were more like hard whips at the speed the lawyer had hit them and she had been found twenty feet into the field. Her nose and cheek bone had been broken and her right hand shattered. She also had three broken ribs and too many stitches to count. The med gel was working full time on her scars and she had several med cast on mending broken bones.
“Hey,” he grunted as he rolled over to her. He was still sore all over but he knew the pain medication was keeping it at bay.
“The nurse just left, said you were having a nice dream,” she said. James tried to look like he had no idea what she was talking about but the burning sensation on his cheek told him he was not doing a good job.
“Yeah, they have great drugs here,” he said simply.
“Well, they are not giving me those drugs.”
“The crew should be here sometime today,” James said. He knew he would personally feel better when they were all around. He wanted Teemo to watch them while they were healing. Right now the officers at the doors didn’t seem enough.
“Kevin just called; there was an incident at the old conservatory, satellite station. Said the soldier’s and guards were found dead, one is still missing. The monitors were destroyed and the hard drive taken so no footage.”
“Does he think it was our girl?”
“Do you think it was?”
“No,” he shook his head, “she would not have killed them like that, and not fellow soldier or guards, whoever was after her must have done that.” He cursed the fact that he was not going to be able to get to the scene right away. “We’ll send Kevin out when he gets back; have him take video of everything.”
“If my nose is crooked, whoever is behind all this will die painfully,” Grace moaned.
“I’m sorry Gracie girl, you know, I’ll understand perfectly if you want to, you know…”
“Really James, you think I scare that easily?”
“No, I think you’re one dura perra.”
Gracie laughed and then winced as James could tell it hurt. “Maybe not so right now,” she added.
“More so now.”
“I found out who the other girl is,” Kevin announced proudly as he broke up the conversation. He paused and looked from one to the other. “I hope I’m not interrupting.”
“No Poindexter, you’re good, who’s the girl?”
“Well, Admiral Hackett just made an announcement that his Communication Specialist disappeared a few days ago.”
“Sam Trainer?” James had served with her on the Normandy. They had not been good friends but she had always liked the girl. He was particularly fond of how cute she was with her little crush on Commander Shepard. They had gone drinking together a few times; she was a very smart girl who probably rivaled, if not put Kevin to shame. Not that he would say anything here and now, she had been his first choice for his unit. That was part of the reason he was so surprised she was caught up in this. “You think the woman with Lanie is Sam.”
“I don’t think,” Kevin said looking at James, “I cleared up some of the video from the firefight at the dog park. Some student filmed the whole thing and it took some fiddling but I got it enhanced. Traynor is with Flynn.”
“How the hell did that happen, were they friends?” this new hit him in the gut and he was not too sure why.
“Well I went through her file and there is no real link between the two, I’ll have to go to her house and see if I can figure things out, maybe her work as well, go through the computers see what I can find.”
“Umm yeah, that’s a good idea,” James said his mind still wandering in all sort of direction. Were they involved, James doubted that, he had been with Lanie, as far as he was concerned she was definitely into men, she certainly knew how to handle them. Maybe Sam was a passing phase.
“I thought you were going to send him to the observatory?” Grace said looking at him.
“No, Teemo and I can go, he can wheel me around. Kevin needs to find out why Sam would be with Lanie.”
Kevin looked from Grace to James, obviously uncertain of what to do.
“Maybe Sam has something in her files that can help us,” James said finally. “It might end up the missing link.”
“All right,” Grace said finally, “Go and investigate Sam, if you find anything let us know immediately.”
Kevin nodded and left the room. James looked to the floor his mind still on the whole Lanie and Sam together issue. Sam wasn’t her type, not by a long shot. She was geeky and weak and so not soldier like.
“So, who is Sam Traynor?”
“She’s a communication specialist and a damn good one. If it had not been for her we would never have found Cerberus’ base during the war. She might have just grabbed her to help her break into military files cause, that would be playtime for Sam.”
“There’s more, why is this knocking you for a loop?”
“What?”
“The look on your face when Kevin gave us the news looked like someone punched you in the gut. Did you have a relationship with Sam too?”
James laughed slightly, “Well no, Sam is gay.”
It was silent for a few moments. “Oh my god, you’re jealous,” Grace accused suddenly; she smiled slightly even though it hurt.
“What? No? I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“It’s written all over your face.”
“You’re reading wrong, I’m just concern,” He said but knew she was right, he was jealous. He had no right to be, but he was. He didn’t even see Lanie in a relationship way but he still felt it. Not only that but he was jumping to conclusions. She needed Sam for her skill and that was probably where it ended. He snickered, he wasn’t jealous, not at all.
“You’re incorrigible Mr. Vega,” Grace said. James smiled.
“And don’t forget down right cute and charming.”
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James had lied to the hospital staff; he and Teemo had ensured them several times they would be heading to some park for a walk. It was the only way they had been allowed to leave. Of course heading to the observatory had been the main goal and they arrived in good time. He found himself a little nervous even though it was a shuttle and not a car. He really did not feel like a second crash. Not only that but Teemo was a bit of a crazy pilot and made turned that a shuttle should not make. He was more than happy when they finally landed.
Teemo helped him out of the shuttle and handed him the crutches. The building was not the most disabled friendly and the wheelchair would have only gotten in the way. Teemo had already disconnected him from the morphine machine and he missed it all ready. His leg began to ache almost a half hour after being disconnected.
“So the missing guard?” James asked as they made their way to the doors.
Teemo smiled to him. “He wouldn’t be a missing guard if he wasn’t.”
“You’re an ass,” James said as a soldier opened the door for him. They found the first body right away and James winced. The man was old, probably very close to retiring and now he would never get too. He felt himself get angry.
“Time of death?” James asked as a coroner approached.
“Sixteen hours ago, the night shift was coming in and found them. This one and two others tied up, shot execution style, double tap to the back of the head.”
“Your girl has doubled tapped in the past,” Teemo said, James looked to him.
“Not her own she didn’t,” James defended.
“Actually what you want to see is in the data room,” the coroner motioned them to follow and they did slowly. As James struggled up the stairs Teemo smiled.
“You want some help there Pokey?”
“Hey, watch it or you’ll learn what I can do with crutches,” he chided back.
“So you can give everyone else nick names but you can’t have one?”
“Oh, I am sure I have few nick names, but you, no, you’re not allowed to give me one.” The N7 officer managed to get up the stairs and they moved through the hall to a door. The first thing he noticed when he entered the room was the auditorium like set up and the stairs.
“Are you fucking kidding me,” he moaned and hobbled his way to where the coroner was waiting. The man pointed to a pool of blood.
“Some one was killed here,” the coroner said, “There’s brain matter and cerebrospinal fluid mixed in, it was a head shot, no body though.”
“Can we try to identify who it belonged to?” James said as his stomach suddenly grew butterflies, he needed to know who it belonged to. He could only pray it was not Sam or Lanie. He suddenly wished he had not been injured because he needed to work out some energy that was building inside of him. If it was either of the girls, there would be hell to pay.
“Already sent some back to the lab, we should know in a few hours.” He found himself staring at the blood as he thought of their short time together. The universe would not be a better place without the marine. He sighed and looked over to where Teemo had wandered off to.
“Hey, what did you find, Hippy,” he asked. Most of the time he called him Teemo since it was already his nickname but he honestly though Hippy was better. It described his lack attitude, marihuana use and long hair perfectly. If he wasn’t such an amazing solider when working he imagined the man would have been stuck in a military prison for life. Teemo glared at him with those baby blue eyes he was famous for with the women.
“The computer has been fried, but there’s no doubt this is the one they were using. I was wondering if Kevin could do anything with it.”
“Probably, we’ll send him here when he gets back.”
A soldier entered the room, “Commander Vega, we have a rather large man outside, said he wants to speak to you and only you.”
James looked to the stairs for a long moment before looking back up to the soldier. “You know what, just bring him here.”
“Yes sir,” the man said and left.
“I never get tired of that,” James said with a grin.
“What the sir thing?” Teemo asked looking weirdly to him.
“Yeah, never thought I’d ever be a sir.”
“Yeah well don’t let it go to your head,” Teemo tightened the pony tail that hung from his head. “It’s already to big.”
“James Vega?” Came a deep voice from the door. James looked over.
“Holy Toledo, they certainly make people big out here,” James said motioning the man to come down. “Who are you, Stretch?” He had actually almost called him lurch but wasn’t sure how the man would take it and he was too big to offend.
“Ryan, Ryan Davidson, I’m one of the guards that worked here.”
“Really,” James said raising a brow and looking to Teemo, “how did you survive this massacre.”
“Some girl took me prisoner then saved my life, Lanie Flynn she said her name was. She told me I should only come out of hiding when and if I saw you. That if I didn’t I was to turn myself into the local police and ask for you, but she showed me a picture and here you are.”
“So she’s alive?” he asked and held his breath.
“Yes, she and her friend escaped after hiding me. She wanted me to tell you that she didn’t so this, and she didn’t I swear, but that the Demarais’ were here. She killed the girl.”
“Holy shit, really?”
“Demarais as in Remi and Demona?” Teemo asked. James mouth dropped slightly. He had never met the dynamic duo but he had heard all sorts of horrible bed time stories about the two of them. They had been employed by the Alliance during the war to extract information from indoctrinated and eliminate them; they were very good at their jobs. James always figured they had gone and crawled back under some rock after the war.
He remembered the couple he had seen in the gun shop and realised it had been them. They both had their faces covered but they had the Special Forces tattoo on their hands.
“Wow, she killed the Demona?” James asked again. The big man nodded and pointed to the pool of blood.
“She was holding Sam hostage and Lanie shot her. She wanted me to tell you that she didn’t shoot the Prime Minister that the shot came from somewhere higher then she was and further back. She said you should look there. Also her handler Gary Fletcher is involved somehow. Sam told me to give you this,” he handed them a data pad, “she wanted you to know it’s for your eyes only.”
“Do you know where they went?” James asked hopeful.
Ryan smiled and shook his head, “Even if I did, I wouldn’t tell. She saved my life, and she’s hot.”
James smiled, “What about Sam, were they, like you know,” he intertwined his fingers, “Together?”
“What does that have to do with anything?” Teemo asked.
“It’s important,” James said and looked back to Ryan.
“I don’t think so, but they almost kissed, it was hot.”
James wasn’t sure what to make of that, if maybe the big man had been imagining things or it was wishful thinking. “Well we can get you to a safe place for now, but you need to lay low.”
“That was what she said. I have school though.”
“Well, if worse comes to worse we will make things work out, I promise,” James said with a smile.
“Private,” James called, the soldier turned to him. “Make sure this young man is taken care of, take him to the hospital and let Lt. Cooper know who he is and that he needs a safe house.”
“Yes, Sir,” the soldier and Ryan left the room together.
“Remi is going to be gunning for them hard,” Teemo said. “I’ve heard some incredibly horrible things about him.”
“Well, if we can’t find Lanie, then let’s find him, turnover his entire network of alias and find out where the money came to pay for this job.” James looked to the data pad in his hand and wondered just what Sam wanted him to know. He turned it on and looked over the information there.
“Wow,” he said has he slowly went over the pictures and the sudden link to Terra Firma. He continued and then froze as he looked at the pictured of Lanie’s daughter, his daughter. He had never really seen a picture of her, afraid to look, to mourn the daughter he never knew.
She looked an awful lot like her mother with the dark hair, grey eyes and freckles, but it was his smile that shone back at him. He let out a deep breath and closed his eyes and wondered what it would have been like to carry this child in his arms. He wished he could have had the chance. He looked down to the pad again and suddenly realized what Sam was saying and he read her notes. He compared the pictures and the aging video Sam had created.
“Ay dios mio,” he breathed out almost silently. He stood in shock as he watched the age enhancement over and over. He wondered if she had told Lanie about this, and if she had he knew where the woman would go next. Sam had left a bit of a note asking him to confirm if Gary’s daughter was indeed Lanie’s daughter. He was hoping that would mean she was not going to tell Lanie, but he didn’t know. He would have to act on this fast.
“You ok Boss, you look like you just seen a ghost, all pale and white, not going to pass out on me are you.”
James looked to the photo of his daughter again, “We have to go, I need to talk to Grace.”
“Boss?”
“Come,” James said trying to move to fast, he almost fell but Teemo caught him.
“We’re going, just let’s get there in one piece. Grace would throw me back into the clink of anything happened to you.”
James wasn’t listening; he was too busy trying to safely get himself back to their car. He would kill Gary personally if what Sam suspected was true. He would wrap his hands around his throat and watch him die. It was all he could think of. That and he was totally lost about what that would mean for him and Lanie if it was their daughter.
As they exited the conservatory and got back into the car James could not help but think he had just aged five years in the last half hour.
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