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Slaves of Cerberus	By : NakedOwlMan Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 138070 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: Mass Effect and all the characters in it are owned by people that are not me. I have not made a cent off this work of fiction

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Dr. Sadao Itamura: absolutely brilliant in the field of biochemistry. But right now, he seemed just like one of Nuria's children as he hurriedly buzzed down the hallway. Brynn had to quicken her step to keep up with him.

"I mean, even after they had shown us the news report, I couldn't quite believe it," Itamura said, grinning from ear-to-ear as they made their way down the station hallway. "But when I looked out the observation deck window and saw it coming in to dock, it just hit me all at once. Commander Shepard... here!"

Brynn gave him a smile. Although she remained calm on the outside, she had to admit that part of her was experiencing the same giddy thrill as well.

She remembered how much of a shock it had been when Miss Brooks had told them about what had happened. Out beyond the Omega-4 relay, they had some trouble getting the news stations. But Brooks had made sure that Shepard's big speech was broadcast on all the monitors on Ada Station (the common shortening of the mouthful "Adamanthea" Station among the station's residents.)

Of course, she and Shepard had met once before. Back when the Illusive Man had destroyed Cerberus and turned it into the horrific organization that now lived in most people's memories, Shepard had come to help Brynn rescue a group of them from the clutches of those indoctrinated beasts. But Brynn never would have thought that the next time she would see Shepard would be as she delivered a speech condemning the actions of the Alliance, and telling them all that she would be renouncing her Spectre and Alliance status to rejoin Cerberus.

Watching her on the screen, she had been everything that Brynn remembered from that time years ago. The power in her voice as she had condemned the Alliance and the Council for acting too slowly to help the galaxy recover. The courage of her convictions as she declared that only Cerberus had the will and determination to bring everyone – humanity and alien-kind alike – back from the brink of destruction. And most of all, the desire to make peace, and the generous offer she left open for both the Alliance and Council to join together with Cerberus and help the galaxy recover.

It was amazing. Brynn only wished she could get onto the extranet and see how the rest of the galaxy were reacting. But from she heard from the tech guys, it sounded like there were some issues with the comm relays. They had been lucky to even manage a connection to the Normandy, it seemed. Anything else was pretty much out of the question.

"Ah, Dr. Cole," called out a voice to her right. Moving to walk alongside her and Itamura, Dr. Anima Khatri joined them on the way to the observation deck. "I guess you're off to see our new arrival as well."

"Wouldn't miss it for the world," Brynn said with a smile. "Even if Dr. Itamura here wasn't practically dragging me by the hand."

"Well, I'm glad I ran into you," Khatri said. "Excellent work on those latest readings. I imagine it won't be long now before we've completely replicated the process."

Brynn glanced down at the floor, running a hand through her dark hair. "Well, I can't take all the credit. I wouldn't have been able to make those breakthroughs without the research data we got back from the Normandy. It filled in a lot of the gaps we were working with. And of course, your work on the nervous system reactivation..."

"You flatter me, dear," said the older Indian woman. "Compared to what you've been tasked with, reactivating the nervous system is like changing the fuel line on a hovercar. In the end, the problem's always been up here," she pressed a finger to her temple. "Once we unlock those mysteries... well, we might soon be seeking the living among the dead, you might say."

Several more occupants of Ada Station – fellow researchers and their families – had congregated into the halls as they had walked. Finally, the group of them reached the main observation bay, a low hum of voices of station residents who had already arrived as they made their way into the room and crowded around the large windows looking out into space.

Sure enough, there it was. The Normandy SR-2, looking as regal and majestic as it had in all the documentaries and news reels. Beside her, Brynn could hear one of the researchers's children let out a joyful cry. "Dad, can we go on it? Can we go on the Normandy?"

"I don't know, buddy," the boy's father said. "There's a lot of important stuff going on on that ship. They might not have time to let anybody on there."

"Aw," the boy sulked. "Can we at least go to the airlock? I want to see Commander Shepard when she comes off the ship. I bet she's gonna have a cool Cerberus uniform on and look so awesome!"

"Wish we could," the boy's father replied. "But looks like the Normandy's docked in the restricted area. We'll have to wait until Shepard shows up over here to see her."

Brynn's brow creased. She hadn't noticed until now, but he was right. The airlock that the Normandy was docked with was only accessible from the restricted research area. An area that only a few individuals on the station had access to, and her not being one of them.

Despite her earlier assurances to Nuria, Brynn had to confess that she wondered sometimes about what was going on in that area of the station. Whenever she would ask, all she'd hear was that it was "very delicate research," and that it couldn't afford to be disturbed by general foot traffic.

But if that were true, she thought, as the crowd around her marveled at the Normandy, what's it doing over there, in the older section of the station? If that research is so important, why isn't it over here in the newly built area? We have closed labs over here, we could contain any of those experiments much better over here.

But she tried not to let it worry her. The important thing was that the Normandy was back. And with it came two of the most important people in Brynn's life. Commander Shepard... and him, of course.

"When's she gonna come over?" the boy whined. "When we gonna see her, Dad?"

"Now, now," his father said calmly. "I'm sure it won't be long now. And when she arrives, we're going to give her the best Cerberus welcome we can. Ain't that right?"
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