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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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He could feel the tendons in his calves tighten and start to strain as the anticipation grew. Sweat slowly trickled over his brow and down his cheek, occasionally falling directly into his eye causing him to blink. He could hear his own heart beating loudly in his chest as he struggled to regain his breath. James looked on with grim determination, he had never been the type to give up and he certainly was not going to give in now.
He was Lieutenant Commander James Vega, he had served on the Normandy, stormed into battle with Commander Shepard and damn near died for the cause and would do so again. He was a marine and he was N7, nothing could defeat him.
Specially not a tiny black rubber ball delivered by a woman that looked like she should have been stepping out issue of Fornax, legged edition. He had told himself that he was not going to let her be a distraction when he accepted the challenge from the JAG officer that had been following his small investigative unit around for the last month.
She has been assigned to his unit as an advisor. Since his unit was breaking new ground they wanted to make sure everything went smoothly. Lieutenant Grace Cooper’s job was to define what the unit would be able to do and what they would not be. The line was pretty thick when they were pretty much the Human equivalent to a Spectre, allowed to ignore laws for the greater good and this case the greater good of humanity, cleaning up in house messes.
James had not been happy when he was advised there was going to be a JAG on his team but the second Red, as he had named her; stepped through the door he had changed his mind. Of course that moment he had only been thinking of her wearing a bikini, or less, but he had learned over the last couple months that she was much more then long legs and a great ass, and a few other traits that he enjoyed dreaming about.
Red was sharp as a whip and damn strong, for a book worm. She was not Commander Shepard strong, but she could certainly hold her own in a fight. When it came to law he could talk circles around him all day long, and he would not be shy in admitting that she was hot when she did so.
This little match was her idea, they had been bickering more and more as the days went on and she had finally had enough. He had as well, but as rude as the arguments sometimes got, he completely had no idea what to do. He had figured he’d grind her into the ground and show her who was king of the unit.
As it turned out, Red certainly knew how to play racquetball and was enthusiastically kicking his ass. It certainly did not help when she wore short shorts that showed off her lovely shaped long legs, and a tight white shirt. The first few rounds James had a hard time concentrating on anything but her body. It was not fair. He knew she had done it on purpose.
When she started beating him badly he smartened up but he was still losing. She had absolutely no qualms about letting him know about either.
“Ready to quite yet Sunshine?” That was her pet name for him and he had to admit, he didn’t like it.
“Just serve the ball,” he said, his eyes narrowing. He held the small racquet in his hand waiting. She made the serve and he returned and they volley back and forth hitting the ball harder and harder as they did. He wasn’t quite sure how it happened but he ended up flat on his back, again. She smiled down to him.
“Point,” she said with a smile. He was breathing hard catching his breath while she seemed unaffected. He wasn’t even sure she had broken a sweat. He growled and jumped to his feet. She continued to smile at him. She served again and won again. He stood and waited as she giggled.
“Point,” she laughed and lined up for the next serve.
Again there was a quick volley but this time he caught her going too close to the wall and nailed the ball as hard as he could and it moved fast behind them and then close to him. He saw it coming and tried to get out of the way. Unfortunately they both went the exact same direction and slammed into each other and fell to the ground. He threw his arms out on either side of her as he did to avoid crushing her as he landed on top.
He could not help himself as a smile crept to his lip, “Well, Red, you look really good from this angle,” He joked but something inside of him really wanted to bend down and kiss those wonderfully pouty lips.
“You’re sweating on me,” she said looking up to him as well, but there was something in her eyes, a look that he wanted to act on, but refrained from. He jumped up and helped her.
“I believe that is my point,” he said as he did. She smiled, but the smile actually sent a small shiver down his spine. He bent over and picked up the small black ball. He looked to it for a few seconds before moving back toward the middle of the room. He served it quickly and they both went at it. He realized all of a sudden that she was making this little noise every time she hit the ball, it was actually quite, provocative and the more she did the less he focus on the game.
He jumped and rolled to the side as she dove for the ball, again making that noise as she swung her racquet. She was doing it on purpose, he knew she was, but it was certainly working. Images were starting to flow through his mind as he raced himself to the opposite wall to return the ball.
Of course he was no longer paying attention to where he hit it and she returned the ball hard and as he admired the little grunting noise she made the ball bounced off the wall and straight into his face. He felt like his eye exploded from its socket and dropped his racquet.
“Oh shit, James,” She moved over to him quickly, he wanted to remain all cool and manly and all but his eye hurt like a son of a bitch.
“Joda aquel daños de mierda,” he spit out through clenched teeth.
“I’m sorry,” she said.
“Sorry, you were doing that on purpose,” he tried to open his eye but instead felt the tears flow from it. “All that grunting what did you think that would make me do.”
“Really, you’re going to blame me for your short comings?” she said and crossed her arms over her chest and raised a brow. “I’m a lawyer, I flaunt weaknesses, and you have some very obvious one.”
“So you bust my eye and now you’re going to insult me? Tu eres un tramposo sucio.”
“You know, I do know how to speak Spanish,” She said, “and I beat you, or was beating you fair and square, whiner.” She said. “You just needed an excuse to back out of the game with your pride still intact.”
James smiled, she certainly was a lawyer and very manipulative, he found that downright sexy. “Next time we take it to the boxing ring, and you cheated,” he said, this time in English
“You know, I can suggest a nice cheese to go with that whine,”
“Yeah yeah.” He said and smiled, he was going to continue but the door to the court answered.
“Hey, LC, don’t mean to interrupt a perfectly good game of shouting at each other, but we got some more reports on that N6 you were investigating.” James looked to the young man with his good eye, the other was still refusing to answer. The kid began to laugh. “Nice shiner.”
“Shut up,” James said, but was more than happy for the break. The woman was kicking his ass in so many ways. “What’s the news?”
“We had another sighting of Flynn, this time up North in Hope, Apparently she and another woman kicked the crap out of some locals, one dead.”

“Only one, that’s not my girl, she would have taken them all out,” he said with a smile, “Give me twenty and I’ll see you upstairs.” He said and turned back to Grace, “This isn’t over,” he said trying to sound menacing while looking at her with one good eye.
James had showered and had a quick shave before heading up to his office. Red had beat him at racquet ball but that did not mean she had won the war yet. She had been allowed to pick the first sport and he would pick the next. Besides racquet ball was a stupid sport.
As the elevator ascended towards his office he thought about the case he was taking on. He had already been told once to drop it by certain superior officers. He had decided to completely ignore them for the time being and continued to collect data. After all he owed it to Lanie Flynn, the only person he had never given a nick name to.
She had saved his ass and that of his entire squad when they had been trapped by a rogue element of the Blue Sun. They had been sent to acquire the leader of the squad and had managed to complete that task, but not without one of his squad tripping an alarm. They had ended up finding themselves pinned down in a building that had seen much betters days, running out of food and supplies. James thought for sure they were as good as gone.
Lanie had been part of the rescue effort and ended up taking out a squad that was about to make play at coming in from behind them. He had never really been a huge fan of “Ghost”, as he called them before, but watching the beautiful Marine fighting for not only her life, but for the lives of his squad he had developed a healthy respect for the Infiltrators at that point.
When they had all arrive back to the SSV Kilimanjaro James had got to meet the woman personally and developed quite the crush on her. They had both been drinking quite heavily in celebration. When they ended back in her bunk the celebration had continue. He had always felt horrible for that night. During their conversations he had never figured her for a one night stand type of person but they had been drunk and it had happened.
She never blamed him, as a matter of fact she was great about the whole thing, but he had always felt guilty about it. She was a nice person who deserved respect and he felt he had neglected that fact. Although he would never forget making love with her either, even drunk she had a way of making him feel absolutely special.
He entered his office and spotted the young Marine who had come to summon him earlier. Kevin was a good kid with wicked technical skill. He had been arrested when he was younger for hacking into Alliance Headquarters defence matrix, which had had only done for shits and giggles. He had been caught and placed under arrest and given an option, join the military or go to jail.
He gave the Corporal a punch on the arm as he approached what he called the zone. It was where they would collect all there data and young Kevin would put it all in some order they would all understand. At the present it had all the video images of the fire fight in the dog park from a few days ago as well as a bunch of reports on a woman that looked like Lanie.
He would never be able to bring himself to believe that Lanie had pulled the trigger that killed the Prime Minister. When he had first read about the whole affair he had been in shock, then denial and then downright sadness. Lanie being declared a traitor meant an unmarked grave when she was a hero. The he had watched the rest of the news and found out about her daughter. He did not have to be a genius to do the math and he knew she was not the type to sleep around. He was more than certain that Charlotte Laura Flynn was his daughter, which had only made him even more depressed.
Then the fight in the dog park hit the news and the rumour that Lanie might be alive. He needed to find out, to know and if she was alive he wanted to learn everything he could about the little girl he had never known.
He watched the fight in the dog park and the two figures running. The video was not clear enough to see what they looked like but it was clear enough to show the one figure shooting and the secret service officers going down. There was only one reason the secret service would come out like a hammer and that was to cover something up. He hated the fucking secret service.
“You were saying something about a dead local?” He asked finally as the elevator doors opened and Red walked through looking all prim and proper in her uniform.
“One is in a coma, one is dead and the other was shot in the arm,” he said and brought up pictures of them all. James laughed slightly he loved red necks. “Thomas Fraser, twenty five. He said that his buddy, Rod, the one in the coma, had spotted her in a store in Hope. She said she was a nurse and was with her girlfriend.”
James grunted, he didn’t quite see Lanie as the girlfriend type, but then he had only really known her for a couple days. At least now they knew the other figure was a woman. He motioned for Kevin to continue. “They trapped her in at a farm, she offered herself so her friend could go safely and when the friend was gone she attacked.”
“Wow, what a hero,” Grace said and rolled her eyes. James glared at her.
“You think it’s her?” Kevin asked.
“Two squads of Secret Service,” He said and glanced over at the injury report and cause of death. “And she went through these three as if they were standing and they were all armed. I’m leaning towards it.”
“But why would they lie about her death? Wouldn’t they find her easier if everyone was looking?” Kevin looked from James to Grace.
“This way when they can find her they can kill her. If it was public that she was alive they would have to follow the law. They don’t want a trial.”
“They have video that puts here there with a sniper rifle in her hands and aiming,” Grace countered.
“We both know that can be doctored and even it wasn’t funny that the video never shows the gun being fired,” he looked to her, “You’d eat that evidence up in court and spit it out.”
Grace narrowed her eyes and looked to him,” You know her don’t you?”
Kevin, who was chewing on a sandwich stopped and looked up to him.
“Well yeah, we worked together, she saved my ass,” he said with a shrug and crossed his arms over his chest defiantly.
“No, it’s more than that, you slept with her.”
“No, well, it’s not like that.”
Kevin’s mouth dropped open as James felt he was on trial now. He reached down and closed the Marines mouth for him.
“Did you sleep with her?”
“It’s kind of important since we are investigating this.” Kevin added, James gave him a cuff across the back of the head for siding with Red.
“Well, we maybe had a one night thing a long time ago.” He admitted, not wanting to mention the daughter. He figured a little truth could save him from a big truth.
“Uh huh,” this was from Grace who sat down and started to go through the reports.
“I’m going to Hope,” James said suddenly, both Grace and Kevin looked to him.
“I don’t even know if we should get involved,” Grace said.
“I think she was set up.”
“She may have been but you having a past with her will make this look bad, LC.” She moved a bit closer, “You need to let the proper channels deal with this.”
“The proper channels are what set her up, isn’t that what we are supposed to do, find the corruption and stop it. Use any means necessary.”
“But you’re not thinking with your head on this,” the Jag Officer countered. James snarled at her, for the first time ever getting angry at her.
“That woman saved my life and the life of seven of my team, risking her own life in the process. So we had a let off steam night, that doesn’t devalue what she did. There is no way she made that shot, I know it deep in my gut, which they government has sanctioned me to use to the best of my ability. We are going to find out if she was the one who took the shot and if she was not, it is our job to find out who did, and we are going to make sure we can somehow keep her safe in the process. If neither of you like it you don’t have to come along.”
It was quiet for a few moments as Grace and James tried to stare each other down.
“Well, I’ve never been to Hope, and I am sure Grace will fit right in,” Kevin spoke up with a snorkel, “Get it, grace and hope and,” he looked from Grace to James, “Forget it.”
“We leave after dinner, you have two hours to get ready,” James said and turned and stormed towards the elevator. He would find Lanie and if he was too late he would find whoever set her up. He silently promised her that as the elevator doors opened.
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