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Carry On	By : Larania Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 6955 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: Mass Effect belongs to Bioware and Electronic Arts, not me and I make no money from this work of fanfiction at all.

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Carry On
Prologue
Disclaimer: Mass Effect belongs to Bioware and Electronic Arts, not me and I make no money from this work of fanfiction at all.
Warnings: adult language and situations, mentions of dub-con and non-con, mpreg, sexual situations, threesomes, gender-bending and birth.
Characters/ pairings: Colonist War Hero Paragade ManShep/Kaidan/Garrus, others mentioned.
Summary: The Reapers are here, and amidst that backdrop, Commander Shepard struggles with gathering allies, caring for his child and fighting for his sanity.
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He could feel Vega's eyes on his back.
It had been two days since he had officially turned himself and the Normandy over to Alliance custody. Two days since he had been put under house arrest. Two days since Admiral Anderson had taken Vega aside and done his best to explain why Shepard was to be treated with some delicacy instead of gruff respect... Ever since that moment, he had felt Vega's eyes on him.
Not that Vega was being rude. More, it was 'watch to see if he sprouts tentacles' instead.
The faint flutter under his navel pulled Shepard from his thought, bring a bittersweet smile to his lips as he looked down at his belly. The confused man might have handled tentacles better.
"Commander," Vega said, somehow wrapping together a question and a statement at the same time.
"I'm fine, James," he answered. Vega was at least good at his job, and hadn't complained about the previous night's thrilling adventure in nausea, which had resulted them both camping near the toilet. Or that Shepard had sent him for more green olives. "The bean is reminding me that she's there. Or taking dancing lessons."
"She?" Vega perked up as he walked into the small suite Shepard had been given for his house arrest. Not as nice as the Normandy, but the bed was soft. Even better, the bathroom had an actual tub. His feet and back had promptly forgiven Hackett for whatever slights he might have imagined."You know what the sex is already?"
"No," Derek answered, rueful. "Just... sort of hoping, but I'm not complaining either way. I have a friend I wanted to name her after. Though the name is unisex."
"Ashley Williams?"
Shepard nodded, rubbing his belly. What had become a nervous habit since his miscarriage, he had started doing deliberately. The soft padding, even in the last day, felt more pronounced. "Yeah. Not sure how Ash would feel about it, or if I should burden the bean with being named after a lost friend." He walked to the small cube fridge and pulled out the jar of olives, fishing one out of the brine. "Want one?"
"Eh, no thanks." Vega just shook his head, taking a look around. "Need anything else?"
Shepard looked out his window, noticed the children playing on the rooftop gardens. Sat down on the bed as tiredness melted his spine. My baby's father. My turian security blanket. My mom. Nothing you can get.
"I'm fine, James," he said, putting down the jar of olives. He glanced back at the tall man, giving him a weak smile. "Thanks."
Vega walked out, nodding, and Shepard looked back out the window. He closed his eyes and took a long, deep, shuddering breath. Then he swallowed down tears.
"Damn hormones."
~*~*~*~*~
The first part of Kaidan Alenko's reunion with Garrus Vakarian had gone just about as expected.
Meaning that he was able to twist his head to negate the uppercut, instead of stand there and take it.
The meeting itself had been a surprise. Shepard had turned himself into Alliance custody a month prior; Liara had suggested that Shepard's allies touch base here on Illium. So he was here, arriving at Liara's apartment. Only to find it dark, stale and humid from a lack of inhabitant, empty of people except for a tall, pissed off and scarred-faced turian.
"Why did you let it happen, Alenko?" Garrus snarled, throwing another punch, this time to Kaidan's gut. Again, something Kaidan had been prepared for, so he was tensed and was able to shrug off the damage. "If I wasn't there, it was your job to keep him safe!"
"Commander Shepard doesn't need a babysitter," Kaidan growled, wiping the blood from his lip and glowing with a biotic field half a moment before lifting Garrus into the air and dropping him again. "And dammit, where the hell were you?"
"Stepping out of the way!" Garrus barked as he tried to get up, but Kaidan's biotic field kept him plastered to the floor. "But if you can't take care of him, then dammit-"
"He doesn't need someone to take care of him," Kaidan replied. "And if you're so damn worried about him, you should have come back. What with all your talk of 'don't want to lose him' and- dammit. I had to follow orders, Garrus. I'm not some cowboy cop who can just blow off his duty whenever it suits him!"
~*~*~*~*~
"Do you know when Garrus and Kaidan are getting here, Liara?" Tali asked, fingers pattering on the table in Liara's old office. The room was well appointed with the wreckage of a small party; bottles of asari honey ale, crunchy fried beans, carefully colored bowls of dextro-compatible salted nuts, smoothies for Tali and nothing for Legion, who was standing there in the corner.
"I don't know," Liara said, frowning and checking her omni-tool. "I know your ship back to the Migrant Fleet leaves soon."
"As does my ship back to Omega," Samara said, and Jack was nodding as well. "I fear we may have to leave before they arrive."
"It was hard enough arranging this," Liara said, rubbing her face. "And I need to get back to my base soon as well. I can't stay away for long. Though Feron is not bad at... house-sitting."
Tali tilted her head to the side, tapping on her own omni-tool. "Can you get a message through? I can't stand waiting-"
"Yeah, we're all fucking sick of waiting," Jack answered. "If they're not here, let's go to them."
"That wouldn't be a good idea," Liara said, after a pause. "We still need to keep our news a secret, and Illium is notorious for how well bugged it is." Her lips thinned in a harsh smile. "I can... mitigate that, somewhat, but a public spectacle would be almost impossible to suppress."
"But," Tali deflated. "I so wanted to be there when they heard about little Shepard nar Normandy."
"As did I," Samara said, crossing her arms. "And," she stopped, trailed off. "The thought of Shepard being a parent, a mother- I had wished to-" She stopped again, her luminous eyes saddened. "But if it cannot be helped, then it cannot."
"We had also wished to share this news with Garrus Vakarian and Kaidan Alenko," Legion said.
"I'm still surprised you told," Liara said, giving Tali a flat look. "Really, Tali? You had to tell Legion?"
"I had to tell someone!" Tali said, bouncing on her toes. "I was about to explode!"
~*~*~*~*~
The second part of their meeting had gone nothing like Kaidan had imagined.
After locking Garrus into stasis, he had turned to head to the door of the once palatial apartment. He pushed at the unpowered door, which had opened smoothly to allow him in five minutes ago. He swore, flipping open his omni-tool and trying to find something to hack. Without power, he might as well as have tried hacking a rock.
Kaidan's stasis skill was rusty, and a moment later Garrus had surged to his feet, slamming them together against a wall. Wrists pinned to the wall, chest to chest, hip to-
"Garrus?" Kaidan hissed, feeling a hard, hot length pressing against his crotch. To his surprise, he felt his own blood pulse downwards, answering with equal arousal. His hips rolled, and Garrus stopped.
"Fuck," the turian answered, more of a mutter, before grinding himself against Kaidan. "Fuck you." He nipped at Kaidan's lips, hard enough to bruise. He didn't let go of Kaidan's wrists as they started to hump each other in earnest, breath turning the air muggy between them.
Kaidan whined. "Dammit," he whispered, legs spreading, bringing one up around Garrus' waist. It had been a month, longer, since he had last been with Shepard. Garrus had not been with either of them for at least two. He would have been groping Garrus if his hands were free. "Let me go."
Garrus squeezed his wrists. "And what will happen if I do, Alenko?" he crooned, his teeth pressing against Kaidan's ear. "You slam me to the ground again? Put me in stasis?"
"Tried that already, remember?" he groaned. "Door's locked."
Garrus sighed, pulling back, and letting go of Kaidan's arms. In retaliation, the human slid his hand down Garrus' pants. "No condoms, no lube, or antihistamines." He wrapped his fingers around Garrus' erection, listening to the turian hiss and mew in pleasure. He felt Garrus' thick fingers return the favor. "But I think we can manage."
"Damn right."
Neither of them noticed the discrete camera in the right corner on the darkened ceiling.
~*~*~*~*~
"You'll make sure he gets the presents, right, Liara?" Tali asked, swaying back and forth, more than a little drunk. "Because... because this is Shepard nar Normandy and we're good aunties, except for Legion. But Legion's not gendered, because they're geth so I guess they could be aunties and... We can't be there." She stamped her foot. "Damn Alliance!"
Legion's plates flexed, before turning towards Liara. "We would also like to send along our good will, and we will also help Creator Tali'Zorah to her ship." They then placed a neat, very geth-like piece of technology on the table. "And we understand it to be human custom to present gifts for new parents. We would like to participate in this cultural practice."
Jack cleared her throat. She had been doing shots, but holding her liquor one hell of a lot better than Tali. "Yeah. Never been to one of these parties myself, but..." She plunked down a bag. "Just make sure they get it."
Liara nodded, before her omni-tool beeped. She glanced down at it, a view screen coming up. No one could see what was on the holo-screen from behind... but a look of shock, then a scowl flashed over her face.
"Is something wrong?" Samara asked.
Liara paused, brows pinching together before she spoke. "There's... been a break-in at my apartment," Liara replied, quickly shutting down her omni-tool's view screen. "I need to go."
"Hey, we can come," Jack answered, nodding at Samara. She sounded almost stone cold sober. "Kicking some ass would be the perfect way to get this party started."
"The perpetrators are already gone," Liara said, biting her lip. "Looks like they just tripped the alarms." She sighed, crossed her arms. "I'm sorry that this party was a disappointment. I'll let you know what I find out about Garrus and Kaidan." She sighed, and excused herself. "The doors will lock when you leave. I'll take care of the mess." She nodded towards the party favors, the glitter, streamers, lights and the presents. "I hope we meet again."
She walked out without a backwards glance.
~*~*~*~*~
Liara maneuvered her sky car to the landing pad before her old apartment, exhaling as she went. She got out, taking slow, hesitant steps toward her old door. She brought up the security feeds on her omni-tool, lips pulled taut. On the viewer she saw Kaidan on top of Garrus as their rubbed their cocks together, groaning and swearing in passion.
She cut the feed, took a deep breath and powered the door back up, unlocking it. Then she got back into her car and left.
To be continued.
A/N: This story is mostly unbeta'd, and is a kink meme fill. However, this story will be more plot heavy than the previous fic. I hope you enjoy, and if you have questions or comments, please let me know.
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