Curious Jealousy- a F!Shenko Fic

Chapter Thirty-One: Temper

Pre- Mission

Shepard made her way down to the cargo bay. There was still about half an hour before Javik and EDI were to report and she didn't have anything overly pressing. In fact, she was hoping to go a round or two with James before the mission.

James was in his normal spot, doing chin ups. "Hey, James, you wanna dance?"

He dropped down and rolled his neck before he let his eyes linger in all the inappropriate spots. She was wearing a sports bra and a pair of workout pants- leaving very little to the imagination. "You think dressing like that is gonna distract me, Lola?"

She rolled her eyes and led him out into the middle of the cargo bay. "Remember that I have a mission in about an hour, so we've got to keep this somewhat light," she warned him.

James gave her a cocky smile and nodded. "You got it, Lola."

The doors to the elevator opened and Kaidan walked out, muttering something as he read the datapad in his hand. The data on the pad didn't compute with what he knew.

"Damn!" James grunted after a loud thump echoed through the entire room.

Kaidan looked up and saw Hope straddling the Lieutenant with his hands resting carelessly on her hips and her hands on his chest. It seemed like the entire room disappeared as he stared at the two of them.

The moment was just so…intimate. It was like, for them, there was nothing else happening. James said something that only Hope could hear and she gave a low chuckle- one that Kaidan knew James could feel throughout his entire body (loins and all). It was Kaidan's favorite chuckle. She leaned down and whispered something in his ear and he nodded and laughed- her body vibrating in time with his.

It was unbearable to see. He wanted to lash out biotically- maybe tear the Lieutenant apart limb by limb for even touching her.

James' hands ran slowly up her sides and back down and she just smiled down at him- not fighting the touch…accepting it.

It took every ounce of willpower that Kaidan had to turn around and get back into the elevator. His entire body was shaking in fury- needing to kill something.

"You want me to interrupt?" Joker asked him.

That would be very satisfying. After all the times that Joker had cock-blocked him on the SR-1, the least he could do was help him out with this situation.

"You have something in mind?" Kaidan asked, not caring that it was petty.

Post Mission

"Shepard," Kaidan snapped at her harshly as soon as she stepped from the shuttle.

Apparently he had watched the helm-vid of the mission and was unimpressed- bordering on livid. Of course, she, herself, was relatively unimpressed with how her squad had worked together.

Squaring her shoulders, she faced him with an indulgent look upon her face. "Good afternoon, Kaidan. What can I do for you?"

She set all her guns on an empty work bench before stripping from her armor, then she began carefully taking each gun, making sure they were empty, and cleaned them- just as she did after each mission.

It was her way to unwind.

"What the hell was that?" he demanded loudly enough that everyone in the cargo bay glanced their way.

"Excuse me?" she demanded more quietly, but still sounding just as angry as him, and sat down her Mattock that she had been working on.

He glared down at her. Still not lowering his voice, he repeated, "I said, what the hell was that?"