Miss You Dearly

Chapter 1

Her heart pounded when she watched him step onto the ship. Her mouth went dry. Her palms began to sweat. She bit her lip to hold back shouting his name, she tucked one of her legs behind the other, so she wouldn't throw herself into his arms, like she she so desperately wanted to, and she kept her head angled down so she wouldn't be able to see the perfection of his features.

OOOOOOOOOOOO

She'd met him sometime ago, on the citadel whilst on shore leave. An engineer out at the bar for a drink, rather than working, was rare, but her crew forced her out. So there she was. Stuck in the crowd of people. Praying to not be noticed as she sipped her cold water. Then he stepped in.

Even off work, he stood tall and proud. She felt intimidated. They locked eyes, for just a moment, before he turned his gaze to an Asari stripper. She only acknowledged that with a nod and another sip of water.

The lights hurt her eyes. The music made her stomach churn. She wanted nothing more than to curl up on her room on the Normandy, and sleep the night away. If she could just sneak away. Some of the other engineers littered the dance floor. She watched her brother do a shot game with Kaidan. No one's attention was on her, Engineer Jane Shepard could leave as she pleased.

She nodded to the bartender and dropped down from the stool. After glancing over her shoulders twice, she jogged to the door. Not fast enough to cause a scene, but enough to get her out of their quicker.

Then, she was stopped. A firm hand placed upon her shoulder. The smell of cinnamon and discipline. She looked back to be met with chest plates, then up to see a face. The turian who stood tall and proud had his hand placed on her shoulder.

"Can...can I help you?" She murmured. She highly doubted her heard her beneath the blasting music, but she was too frightened to repeat the question.

"I'm glad I caught you," his voice was smooth, it caused her heart beat to speed up in her chest, "You're not...leaving are you?"

She nodded, "I...want to go back to my ship. This isn't really my kinda place."

"Ah, you're on Shore Leave," he spoke with his hand planted on her back as he lead her back to the bar, "then I'm sure your captain wouldn't mind if you had a few drinks."

"I don't drink!" She blurted out before he could sit her back down at a barstool.

He just chuckled in response, "I can tell, you had a glass of water before I even got here. I just want to sit down and talk to you." He said with a slight shrug of the shoulder.

He pulled out a chair for her to sit down at an empty table, and she took it hastily. He slid it back in when she'd sat and took the chair across from her.

"It's… rare to see a turian who doesn't hate humans," she began, mentally punishing herself for this being the only conversation starter she had. She took a lock of her bright, red hair in her hands and stroked it ever so slightly between her fingers.

"I see the potential in you humans. I know you'll go far in the future,"

"Is there a reason you wanted to talk to me?" she turned her head away while continuing to stroke her hair.

"You had a sad look in your eye,"

She glanced down now, "A person like me...I don't often come to places like this. I like to be somewhere a bit more quiet."

"I know somewhere we can go," he said with a smirk.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOO

He stepped by her with no words, their eyes only locking for a brief second before her turned back to captain Anderson.