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Part 10:The secret

A/N: ..... eeeh kind of forgot my password here until now... been using my fanficnet ...

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He had managed to leave the room without looking back, even thought something inside of him had wanted to linger. He took a moment to get his feelings under control as he left the cargo area behind him. Saren had vanished, probably to his quarters and Scion was gone too. Garrus decided to call it a day and head to bed.

When he got to the crew quarters was only Sidonis there, sleeping in one of the bunker beds.
Garrus climbed up and lay down, sleep eluded him and all he could think of was that small sob.
What had happened? He remembers that her attitude had changed when she was told about the commander's death. Was she desperate over the fact that her cover was blown or was it something else? An image of her face bloodied and with a swollen nose flashed before his eyes.
He was sure that she had been through worse and he certainty had seen worse; yet he grimaced at the memory of her head banging against the table.
Was she going to heal? There was something about the wounded look that made him feel uncomfortable. He shook his head, why did he even care? He had not lifted even a mandible to stop it when it had happened and she was an enemy.

He closed his eyes hard and tried to find sleep but nothing. The bed creaked as he tried to find a comfortable position but nothing felt right. Just as he thought he had found a comfortable position it felt like a small stab in his guts and the sound of the human's pain echoed in his ears.
Garrus sighed as he sat up and started to climb down from his bed. He went over to a locker and dug around until he found a medi-gel.

" Where are you going." Garrus looked up and saw Tarquin's eyes fixed on him.

He must have been so deep in thoughts that he had missed that Tarquin had entered the room. He felt as a kid caught with his hand in a snack box as he closed the locker slowly and he straightened up. Garrus swept his eyes over the room fast and noticed that the black plated turian had yet not went to bed.

" I'm going to look for Luccensis, have something I need to give him." Garrus said, carefully keeping his subvocals neutral as he quickly put the medi-gel package in his pocket.

Tarquin gave Garrus a look that told him that he was not fooling anyone. But instead of saying anything the other turian lay down on one of the beds.
Garrus exited the crew quarters as fast yet as casual as he could.
When he was in the hallway he watched and listened to be sure to not run into someone else as he walked toward cargo bay.

He found that sneaking around on the ship was strangely exciting, like when he and his friends in the military academy had sneaked out during curfew to meet up with others.

When Garrus reached Shepard's room was he in a strangely good mode. He was just about to open the door when he heard a voice.

" Easy there hun. I'm just here to give you something for that swelling. "

Garrus moved closer as he recognised Scion's voice. For a moment he thought about entering but settled for staying outside. It seemed like he tried to hold a conversation with the human.

" I know it was a rough day, but I'm here to help. Now, won't you relax and let me 'work some magic' as you humans put it. "

"What....you....go....."

Garrus swore under his breath, the human spoke with a too quiet voice for the translator to pick up everything. He was thankful over that he had at least wired it to his earpiece so that Scion did not hear it.

"If you won't let me put it on then do it by yourself. It won't kill you... I think."
Scion continued and the sound of something hitting the floor followed.

" I want to be on your side. But I can't help you if you wont let me. "

Scion's words surprised Garrus and he inched closer to the door, he almost fell when it opened up.

" Say is it fitting for a good turian boy to sneak around and eavesdrop on other?" Scion said and let out amused subvocals as he helped Garrus to find the balance again.

Garrus grunted and straightened up quickly.

" I ... I aaa... was only about check in on the prisoner. " He coughed and tried to enter the room but was stopped by Scion.

" No worry, I have already provided her with some medi-gel and water. She needs to rest now ... for as long as she can. " Scion said and blocked the way with his arm.

Garrus managed to sneak a glance at the human. She sat in a corned with her head leaning against her knees. Her black fringe fell down and hide her face. A flask of water and a pack of medi-gel were lying next to her.
He nodded and moved so Scion could leave the room.
Just before the door closed she looked up and Garrus thought that it looked like her eyes were gleaming with determination. Was it the light playing a trick or had the human already mentally recovered?
He shook his head, thought about how broken she had seemed after the interrogation and the small sob.

He did not mention it to Scion as they walked back to the crew quarters.

" I assume you heard my little conversation with the commander." Scion said and glanced towards Garrus.

Garrus looked around to see if they were alone and simply nodded as an answer.

" I'm sure you want to report it to Saren but ...keep it a secret for now. I'm asking you nicely now but if you want me to blackmail you..... I can do that too. "

Garrus noticed the lack of amusement in Scion's subvocals and assumed that it was not a joke. For a split second did he consider to tell Scion to report himself in but something in him decided to not do it.

" How about you let me in on your little plan?" He said instead to his own surprise.

" Sorry pal, as the humans put it 'Two's company three's a crowd'. For now your silence is all I need."

Garrus studied Scion, what was his plan?

" Sure..... "

Garrus answered as they reached the crew quarters. He decided to stay quiet for now and to keep an extra watchful eye on the black scaled turian from now on.

" Good, now it's time to get rest, but stay on guard. There is something that don't feel right about this whole situation." Scion muttered the last part as he left for his bed.

Garrus agreed but did not voice it. He hoped that the next interrogation would yield more, hopefully without getting violent.
As he climbed up to his bed and adjusted his position so he lay on his back he could not help but to think of her yet again.

Who was she really?