Shepard recollecting her remaining thoughts and memories, thumbing through them with what little time she has left lying on the cold rigged ground of earth left beyond the remaining ruble of the crucible and whatever else it brought down with it. Thinking straight was impossible and she was only confused and stuck between whether she was dead or alive but nonetheless that wouldn't stop her from spending her last moments thinking about Liara and she really thought upon herself. Ready to accept this innovation of life and descend into the death she derserves.

The war has been won. The Reapers are gone. The galaxy is saved. Shepard is dead. At least, that's what the Normandy crew and their new Commanding Officer, Garrus Vakarian, are under the impression of. That is, until, someone brings Shepard back. Not stricktly a Garrus/Shepard fanfiction, though that is the standing romance of the story. In collaboration with blueeyesreddragon4, who owns the Aerir, while I own the Vulturan.

The collector base is gone and Shepard is grounded. All of her communications are monitored closely. Messages that are deemed unnecessary or suspicious are not shown to the commander as to cut her ties to Cerberus. But no one expected her to be responsible for a krogan all of a sudden. Join Amilios Shepard on her new adventure of long-distance parenting. What could possibly go wrong?

Summary: After saving the galaxy, FemShep and Tali settle down to a quiet life together. But their pasts continue to haunt them, and they must learn to rely on each other to overcome the challenges they face.