Her gentle words had convinced him she was not a monster, but a hallucination could still have been possible. Nobody is going to hurt you anymore,' she had stated. It repeats each day like a litany and even his dreams had continued the phrase. No no no.' It is all he grabs in his mind. The quarian male shook at the recollection, too caught up in emotion to stop himself. Soothing tones, gentle body language, concern bright on her face and reaching for him as he swam in madness brought on by bacteria. Then his memories flashed to her there, so close to him in that room. Veetor could not recall what he had rambled, only that he had been talking. She had been an unknown when he was terrified and injured. 'That', he recalled with tremors shaking his body in ill-contained excitement, 'was when I met Shepard.'Veetor could not stop his body from tensing up, both in remembered fear and awe. He was caught by a wave of self-loathing that he had almost harmed the human Commander. They were reprehensible and they had forced Shepard to fight them leaving Tali'Zorah to stay behind to treat the wounded. His doctor had explained to him all too easily how bad his infection had been once he was safely placed with his people. It was a deep shame for him to have harmed one of his people's though he was not blamed for the incident due to his illness at the time. He had been too distracted or perhaps too far into a hallucination to stop the heavy mechs from wounding the quarian team. So much time in their suits had allowed the quarian species as a whole to understand body language with the same readability as facial expressions. Tali'Zorah had known the human commander. He had watched the interaction between them with delirium nipping at his mental stability too harshly to truly understand what was occurring. Shepard had, and so had Tali'Zorah with her team. One lone quarian who hadn't even completed his pilgrimage yet. Veetor had given up almost all hope that the fleet was coming for him. However, there had been three humans suddenly there from a ship he couldn't recognize. He stumbled to recall, and his memories yielded the same result. She confused him because the humans were all gone. Shepard, she had been compelling the moment he had seen her. He laid the majority of the weight of his head in one three-fingered hand for a moment, and let his other rest on his knee. Yes, he remembered her looking straight at him through the screen, her hands on her weapon looking so cautious but so. Her eyes had been calculating, he had practically been able to see the conclusions she had drawn on her face. Yet, he had seen the striking human staring defiantly up at one of the cameras. It was difficult to sort out the delusional false memories from the true ones. His head fell into his hands as he sat down heavily, trying to make sense of the scenes flowing behind his mind's eye like the streams he had seen for the first time on his pilgrimage. Because Tali'Zorah had been a mirage to him with her team and he had to activate the mechs to protect himself from the monsters or the things that could have been faces worn by monsters. He remembered looking at the screens and believed she was a mirage. The way Commander Shepard had protected him.Д®very time his reflections fell on that one particular human, his heart clenches tightly and his stomach threatens to split in two. 'So many screams', he pondered darkly, 'so many helpless people. Searching, and waiting for something he could not understand but he knew they wanted the humans.' Those colonists,' Veetor's hands twitch in response to thinking about them. he could feel them crawling all over his suit again. He still jumped at the sound of buzzing whenever he heard it aboard the flotilla. Or the monsters were just capable of cloaking themselves. That it was a natural response to the trauma and exposure he had endured. Now all he saw were these multi-eyed, winged, and deadly things. They crawled over the planet like a pestilence in his worst nightmares that only thoughts of the Geth used to occupy. mass effect is a game played in the furture and quarians are just another alien race. Just know this is about Female shepard and Veetor (the quarian she saved in mass effect2. If you don't know the story line to the game mass effect I wouldn't even try to read this, but your welcome to. Am thinking of putting this under Non-Erotic, seeing as this is much more about love, than sex. ~Hey, am silling working on my other story right now, but I have been thinking about wirteing this for some time now.

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