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So slightly(definitely) spoilerish, and slightly AU-ish.
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James found Shepard in the casino with Garrus. The clone was dead and so was Brooks. The damn woman had tried to run. James had taken great pleasure in putting a bullet in the back of her head. The moment that he'd seen Lola dangling from the Normandy was etched in his mind. A few more seconds and they'd have lost her. But he'd managed to grab her just in time. He almost wished that they'd gotten to shoot the damn clone. Coward had chosen to fall instead.
Even when they weren't the ones actually messing with her, they were still at fault.
He stepped through a crowd gathered around the dance floor on the second level of the casino. Vakarian was leading his Lola around in what looked like a tango. The turian spun her out and she ended up stopping in front of James. She winked up at him.
Garrus reached out for her again but Vega intercepted. He grabbed Shepard by the waist and spun her away the outstretched talon. He'd shared enough for one day. If anyone was going to get that close to Lola, it was going to be James.
"Looking good, Lola." He let his hand drift down her back a little.
"You too." She looked over the suit that he was wearing. "Do you have a girlfriend, soldier?"
"Yea, I'm a kinda attached to her. She's difficult, but totally worth it." Vega dodged the elbow she tried to dig into his side. "So…where to?"
"How do you feel about hot tubs?"
He never got a chance to tell her his thoughts on her naked in a hot tub. Traynor interrupted over the comm to let Shepard know that the repairs on the Normandy were complete and that they had the location of Cerberus base. Admiral Hackett had requested that they head immediately to the Horse Head Nebula to attack the Cronos station.
"You ready to kick some Cerberus ass?" Shepard asked while they headed over to the shuttle that Cortez had brought to pick up the rest of the crew that had been hanging out around the strip.
"Bring it on, Lola." He stepped into the Kodiak and over to speak with Steve.
When they got back to the ship, Shepard headed towards the War Room almost to speak with the Admiral. Vega waited for her in her quarters. He was playing with the chess set on her desk when she finally walked into the room.
"We've got about five hours before we deal with Cerberus." Shepard walked over to stand in front of him. She turned slowly and gestured to the back of the dress. "Could you?"
Vega lifted his hand to slowly unzip the dress. His fingers glided down the expanse of her back that was revealed. "Five hours? That's plenty of time, Lola. Plenty."
"Is that so?" She glanced down at his suit. "You're a little over-dressed for the shower that I'm planning on taking, Marine."
"It's so hard to be loved just for my body." James pushed her dress off her shoulders then started removing his own shirt.
"It's that ass. I'm powerless against its power." She laughed then wandered into the bathroom.