In the Spectre Training Room

Shepard stood in the shooting range in the Spectre room. She was blowing off steam making sure not to get rusty as she did. It had been probably 5 years since the Reaper War finally ended of which she died twice and came back even stronger.

The Lazurus Project 2.0 which resurrected Jane again left her with some alterations. Jane had put in her journal instructions for Liara and Miranda what to do if she died during the war. Jane didn’t know that she’d have to sacrifice herself in the end, but she anticipated it. She wrote:

If you’re reading this, it means that something went wrong, and I am most likely dead, again. Liara, my love, if you read this, I’m sorry. I cannot return to you as I am now. I’m writing this just before the final battle.

And if you do find this know this: I will come back. I want to come back. I want to have those little blue children and I want to have peace. The first time you brought me back, I had not been able to give consent, but this time, there’s nothing in the world that would stop me from wanting to return to you.

But when I do come back, I’d like a few modifications if possible.

Shepard shot the head of the far right target with her trusty sniper.

I want biotic implants. All my life I’ve been a soldier, and now, now I want to let loose.

Shepard blasted the middle target with a warp.

I want to be even stronger, even faster than I’ve ever been.

Shepard easily switched from her sniper to her machine gun, blasting all three targets.

I want an open relationship. I love you, Liara, but I think we both know that we are not bound to just ourselves. You can be with who you wish and I can be with who I wish, and we can both still love each other equally.

Shepard smirked at the memory of adding that part in. It was an odd request on her **** bed, but an amusing thought nonetheless.

But nothing was more shocking than the last request she made.