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Mass Effect 3: Hunt for Shepard	By : ichigokage Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 2109 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Ch 3: Rebirth
The small body of Anastasiya Faustin now drew breath for the first time in years. While in the Cerberus tank, she was in a comatose state. It felt wonderful and painful at the same time.
As she would breathe, her lungs would itch and make her cough. "Lungs too weak. Breathing problematic!" she heard a fast-talking voice exclaim and heard what she thought must have been movement.
"Dr. Chakwas, put her on the table!" she heard a familiar feminine voice order as she was lifted and placed on a hard surface.
Shivering, Ana curled into the blanket as she coughed some more from her lungs needing oxygen. "Move her head please." the fast-talking voice commanded, feeling something strange on her mouth.
"What are you giving her?" Miranda asked, concerned about her ward.
"Small steroid. Lungs very weak." Mordin answered, plugging an IV into the female human. He noticed she didn't twitch from the prick of the needle until a few seconds after it was in place. "Hmm. Delayed reaction time. Not good." the Salarian watched her vitals on the screen next to the table Ana was on.
"Heart beating fast. Expected. Body acclimatizing. Needs vitamins, minerals. Sustenance. Miranda. Tell Gardner to make big meal. Clone will be starving."
"Do I have to leave?" Miranda asked, not wanting to leave Ana. Not that she didn't trust the two more then capable doctors.
Mordin noted Miranda's stance. 'Motherly? No, not that strong. Perhaps views clone as sibling? Interesting.'
"Not turning you away. Just tell him to make a meal with proteins and carbohydrates. Best to start light. Recommend soup."
"And start her off with water, Ms. Lawson. Her digestive system will be very sensitive for a while. Like Mordin says, we need to keep her diet light for now." Dr. Chakwas added, a closet and pulling out a hospice gown.
Miranda nodded and left the Med-Bay as the metal shutters went up, blocking bystanders from seeing the barely-conscious girl nude.
Heels clicking on the metal floor, Miranda walked over to where Mess Sergeant Gardner usually stayed, right by the kitchen. "Evening, Officer Lawson, can I help you?"
"Yes, I need an order of chicken noodle soup, please." she requested.
"That's simple enough. I take it its for the kid?" he asked as he gathered ingredients from the cupboards to make the soup.
"Yes. The doctors suggest she eat light for now while she adjusts to being out of the tank. Its been so long since I've seen Ana. She's grown up quite a bit." she smiled, remembering the small child she used to watch over.
Sure, the two have never truly interacted due to Ana being in that tank since she came to Cerberus. But, she watched over the child for 8 years.
Ana's lungs were not hurting as much now. Her breaths were coming out much smoother, which calmed the two doctors checking her vitals. "It looks as if she will be just fine. She just needs proper nutrition and plenty of rest." Dr. Chakwas said, pulling a pair of pyjamas out of the closet to dress the girl.
"Have DNA, will test to see if any problems will occur. Genetic or otherwise." Mordin announced, leaving to begin his testing.
*A week later*
Mordin had found no history of illness in the Faustin family, and Ana herself was given a clean bill of health.
The main crew of the Normandy would always glance into the infirmary to see the new Shepard. Since she hadn't opened her eyes yet, they all saw her as a younger version of their missing Commander.
Garrus was in the Forward Batteries, making sure the guns were calibrated after the extensive repairs they had made on Pritel. "Garrus, we're in orbit of Omega. Ready to dock at your command." Joker announced over the intercom.
Raising a talon to his headset, "Got it, I'm gonna swing by the Med-Bay to check on Ana." he told the helmsman, walking out of his usual hang out.
The rest of the crew were doing their usual day-to-day activities and making sure the Normandy was up to speed. He entered the Med-Bay and saw Dr. Chakwas, Mordin and Miranda were around the cot that they had Ana stay while they examined her. He hadn't seen her out and about yet. "Ahh, Garrus, glad you're here." Miranda smiled, turning to face the Turian.
"You said you want to take her out with us to Omega?" he asked, crossing his arms and looking over to the human.
"Yes, she actually has been undergoing physical therapy and can walk and talk. Mordin even had her go through some…education while she was regaining her strength. So, she will know about all the sentient species she'll encounter." Dr. Chakwas explained, making her way towards a sleeping Ana.
Garrus just watched as the human doctor began waking the young girl up. They were to start introducing Ana to the world outside the Med-Bay and the Normandy. 'I know she needs to get used to everything but, why start at Omega? Why not the Citadel where its safer?' he wondered as he heard a strange breathy sound come from the clone.
He summoned Zaeed as well, he figured himself, Miranda and the aging mercenary would be able to keep an eye on Ana.
Garrus turned his head to see Zaeed enter the Lab, and gave a curt nod to the human male. He was still a tad peeved that Shepard chose a man like Zaeed to be her mate. Over the years he's known the human Spectre, he's grown a large amount of respect and admiration towards her, after his near-death experience, that friendship turned to love and affection.
Angelique Shepard was a strong woman, not even death stopped the Paragon. Or Paragade as she called it. "Mostly good with s smidge of bad girl. Everything balances out." she told him with a cheeky grin.
He could see why the woman got along a little too well with Aria T'Loak. Both arrogant, over-confident and tough as hell. He remembered the days they'd spend on Omega spilling drinks with the Asari.
Mordin cleared his throat, immediately receiving the Turian's attention. His head snapped back to the clone and his eyes went wide, mouth dropping open slightly. How had he never noticed how eerily similar the two looked. 'I shouldn't be surprised, this Ana girl is supposed to be a clone of the original.' Spirits that felt odd to say.
"Miranda, if you will." Mordin commanded to the ex-Cerberus loyal, who nodded in response and knelt next to the young girl's ear.
"Its time to wake up, Ana." she whispered in a motherly voice. In a split-second, her body began to move, back arching as she stretched and yawned.
Ana's eyes fluttered open, only to snap shut again. "The light!" she cried out in a soft yet childish voice, hands covering her eyes.
Mordin gasped and rushed over to the overhead lights, quickly muttering an apology. "Miranda, armor arrived yesterday, ready for use." Mordin told the woman.
"Standard Terminus System armor? I believe that is a nice place to start for her. Garrus, Zaeed, please meet us at the shuttle." Miranda told the men who just walked out, ready to get to work finding their Commander.
"Did you see the color of that's girl's eyes?" Zaeed asked, leaning against the shuttle.
"A pale gold. Is that uncommon amongst your race?" Garrus inquired, wondering what the mercenary's point was.
"Not without surgery. What was Cerberus thinking, experimenting on a girl her age." Garrus could understand perfectly, the pro-human organization…acquired Anastasiya when she was only 6 years old and had her tanked and experimented on her since.
Garrus had nothing to say to Zaeed's question. Why would Cerberus care about something like eye color? And wouldn't they want her to have the same eye color as the source DNA?
Moments later, Miranda and the newly armored Ana. "Ana, these men are our comrades, Garrus Vakarian and Zaeed Massani." Miranda said, a hand on the girl's shoulder.
Garrus took note that Ana was the same height as Miranda and had somewhat the same build. Ana titled her head in confusion at Garrus who raised an eye ridge in response.
"So that's what a Turian looks like up close?" she asked in child-like awe. Garrus almost felt the need to face palm or groan, he got this reaction with children before.
"He looks so cool!" she cheered, running up to the Turian and hugging him, almost knocking the poor guy over. He looked to Miranda, confused as to how to handle this situation. This wasn't the usual reaction he received from children.
"She has always been extremely curious and affectionate. One reason why I like her so much." Garrus noted that the woman caught herself on the word 'like'.
"Sorry, Mr. Vakarian, Turians really interest me." she apologized, looking at her feet which were drawn together, the left tracing circles in the ground.
"Now, Ana, we are heading to Omega to finish some repairs to the ship. We decided to take you with us so you can begin to learn. Don't wander away from either me, Garrus or Zaeed. Understood?" Miranda instructed as a mother would to a child.
"Yes, Miranda. Whoaa! That's Omega?" Ana ran to the window that was in between Zaeed and Garrus, the two men just staring at her in skepticism. Was this girl really a super soldier? So far, it was hard to believe.
"Yes Ana. We are also meeting up with Aria T'Loak, she runs Omega. Be careful around her."
"Oh I think I remember her from Uncle Mordin. She's an Asari. Sounds fun!" her attention was mostly on Omega as they began docking.
As the shuttle landed and the door finally opened, the armor-clad Ana darted out, Miranda dashing after her immediately, leaving the men in their wake. "I can believe this shit. How is that girl a super soldier?" Zaeed grumbled as they began to follow the girls.
"Well, her profile did say that she's been in a tank virtually her whole life. Maybe her body has a lot of catching up to do." Garrus guessed, shrugging his shoulders as they found the two females outside Afterlife, Miranda scolding Ana.
"Garrus, you and me should go check and see if Aria is available. Zaeed, can you look after Ana?" Miranda asked, a hand around the girl's wrist.
"Yeah sure. Why the hell not." Zaeed sighed as Ana bounced over to him.
It was an odd sight, a bubbly girl in badass Terminus armor. "We're gonna check out the market. See you later." Zaeed said, dragging the girl behind him without a say from her.
Him and Ana were looking over different guns. "Wonder if I could get a new one. The one Miranda gave me looks lame." she moaned, eyeing a Carnifex.
Zaeed shook his head. How could she know? "Its not the look of the gun, girl. Its how you use it." he explained.
She just nodded along as he explained. He heard he tinkering with her Omni-Tool. He heard barely heard her next sentence. "Ooohh….Zaeed! Look what I can do!"
Too absorbed in looking through Assault Rifle mods, "Yeah, real interesting, Ana." he grumbled.
Things suddenly grew quiet as he continued to look through the digital catalogue. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Garrus and Miranda coming back up to him, both looking agitated. "What's wrong, her majesty's not available?" he asked.
"No. She's not seeing anyone for at least a week." Garrus growled in annoyance. With the new responsibilities thrown at him, he's been rather testy lately. He couldn't see how Shepard could handle it day in and day out.
"Zaeed…where did Ana run off to?" Miranda asked in a worried tone.
"What are you talking about. The little runt hasn't move-" He cut himself out after he turned around and saw not one female in Terminus armor in his vicinity. "…Ahh fuck."
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