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Show Her You Can Dance
Chapter 1
His eyes darted across the console, something wasn't right in the readings. Every scan made came up with unknowns. The mystery ship left a feeling in the pit of Joker's stomach. Something was wrong. Something was very wrong.
"Cruiser has changed course. Now on intercept trajectory."
"Can't be! Stealth systems are engaged," Pressly countered. "There's no way a Geth ship could possibly-"
"It's not the Geth! Brace for evasive maneuvers!" Joker's hands darted across the controls in a desperate attempt to dodge the oncoming attack. He had made the Normandy dance out of danger, he could do it again. There was no way this new enemy could tell him otherwise. At least that's what he told himself. Trying to keep his nerve, Joker barked status reports and orders to anyone nearby. Only when no one answered him, did Joker look back and finally realize the scope of the damage done to his beautiful ship. The only thing between him and oblivion were the kinetic barriers sealing off the cockpit from the rest of the CIC.
Everything from that point on was a blur. He didn't even notice his stubborn refusal to leave the ship when Shepard ordered him to. It took her grabbing his arm, and embarrassingly enough an arm around his waist to hold him up, to get him to leave the chair. Even as urgent as escape was, he could feel her gentleness in helping him to the escape pod. Shepard helped him into the pod and was about to jump in herself when an explosion behind her caught her attention for a quick second. It was enough for her to lose her balance and get thrown back from the pod. Joker reached out in desperation for her, calling for her to come back. He screamed out her name as she reached for the release button, separating the two of them.
The Normandy fell apart in fire and debris as Joker desperately searched for the commander. He slammed his fist against the hull of the pod and forced back a sob. As he slid down the side of the pod, all he could mutter was, "I'm sorry. Jenna, I'm so sorry..."
Then a voice whispered in his ear. "Joker?" It was his name being called. The voice was quiet at first, barely above a whisper, gaining volume each time he strained to hear it. "Joker..."
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"Joker!"
Joker jumped out of his sleep with a rather startled yelp before looking over and finding Shepard looking over him with a slight grin on her face. The pilot grumbled and adjusted his hat before looking over the systems on his console. "How long have you been standing there?" he asked with a quick glance her way.
"Long enough." A devious spark flickered in Shepard's green eyes. "You talk in your sleep, you know." Joker felt a sudden heat gather in his face as he furrowed his brow. "Must have been a very interesting dream for you to mumble that much," she teased.
In an attempt to curve the attention he was getting away, Joker coughed and quickly shook his head. "How's Garrus doing?" It wasn't that he was worried the Turian wouldn't be fine, he just wanted to find something else to talk about other than his nightmares.
Shepard looked back towards the galaxy map and sighed. "He'll be fine. His face will be scarred to hell and back, but his resilience never ceases to amaze me." Joker stole a glance up at her and noticed that even with the knowledge that Garrus would be fine, worry still found its way to her features. It wasn't a look of pity, but pure worry for someone she really cared about. That look was something that reminded him that she was human, but he also hated it at the same time. He was used to the calmer, almost carefree commander. Joker had seen that look once before and he didn't need another reminder of a time long gone.
"Does he still have that pole up his ass?" he quipped. Shepard's face fell into disbelief for a moment before a hand shot up to muffle the chuckle that escaped.
"You are a terrible person, you know that?" she laughed.
"Yes, well, as terrible as I am, you just can't seem to get rid of me now can you?" Shepard shook her head, still laughing. Joker stretched his arms out and shifted in his seat slightly and looked up at her with a grin. "Where to, Commander?"
Shepard closed her eyes slightly and brought her hand up to her chin in a mock look of deep thought. "I think it's time we pick up the Krogan in my set of dossiers. Set a course for Krolus."
Joker rolled his eyes and punched a few keys. "Great, just what we need. Promise me there will be no head-butting this time?"
"Not my fault you decided to get drunk and insult Wrex, flyboy. Although, it was entertaining enough, I would enjoy seeing that again." Shepard patted Joker on the shoulder and started to walk away.
The pilot scoffed at her and shook his head. "Thank you ever so much, Commander. I'll remember this next time you need something."
Shepard stopped and looked over her shoulder. "Oh, and Joker? You're going to have to tell me what that dream was considering you mumbled my name." Joker's cheeks burned as he looked up from his console. "Several times." Now his ears burned.
He grabbed the bill of his hat with both hands and forcefully pulled it down over his eyes.
Shit...
Chapter 1
His eyes darted across the console, something wasn't right in the readings. Every scan made came up with unknowns. The mystery ship left a feeling in the pit of Joker's stomach. Something was wrong. Something was very wrong.
"Cruiser has changed course. Now on intercept trajectory."
"Can't be! Stealth systems are engaged," Pressly countered. "There's no way a Geth ship could possibly-"
"It's not the Geth! Brace for evasive maneuvers!" Joker's hands darted across the controls in a desperate attempt to dodge the oncoming attack. He had made the Normandy dance out of danger, he could do it again. There was no way this new enemy could tell him otherwise. At least that's what he told himself. Trying to keep his nerve, Joker barked status reports and orders to anyone nearby. Only when no one answered him, did Joker look back and finally realize the scope of the damage done to his beautiful ship. The only thing between him and oblivion were the kinetic barriers sealing off the cockpit from the rest of the CIC.
Everything from that point on was a blur. He didn't even notice his stubborn refusal to leave the ship when Shepard ordered him to. It took her grabbing his arm, and embarrassingly enough an arm around his waist to hold him up, to get him to leave the chair. Even as urgent as escape was, he could feel her gentleness in helping him to the escape pod. Shepard helped him into the pod and was about to jump in herself when an explosion behind her caught her attention for a quick second. It was enough for her to lose her balance and get thrown back from the pod. Joker reached out in desperation for her, calling for her to come back. He screamed out her name as she reached for the release button, separating the two of them.
The Normandy fell apart in fire and debris as Joker desperately searched for the commander. He slammed his fist against the hull of the pod and forced back a sob. As he slid down the side of the pod, all he could mutter was, "I'm sorry. Jenna, I'm so sorry..."
Then a voice whispered in his ear. "Joker?" It was his name being called. The voice was quiet at first, barely above a whisper, gaining volume each time he strained to hear it. "Joker..."
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"Joker!"
Joker jumped out of his sleep with a rather startled yelp before looking over and finding Shepard looking over him with a slight grin on her face. The pilot grumbled and adjusted his hat before looking over the systems on his console. "How long have you been standing there?" he asked with a quick glance her way.
"Long enough." A devious spark flickered in Shepard's green eyes. "You talk in your sleep, you know." Joker felt a sudden heat gather in his face as he furrowed his brow. "Must have been a very interesting dream for you to mumble that much," she teased.
In an attempt to curve the attention he was getting away, Joker coughed and quickly shook his head. "How's Garrus doing?" It wasn't that he was worried the Turian wouldn't be fine, he just wanted to find something else to talk about other than his nightmares.
Shepard looked back towards the galaxy map and sighed. "He'll be fine. His face will be scarred to hell and back, but his resilience never ceases to amaze me." Joker stole a glance up at her and noticed that even with the knowledge that Garrus would be fine, worry still found its way to her features. It wasn't a look of pity, but pure worry for someone she really cared about. That look was something that reminded him that she was human, but he also hated it at the same time. He was used to the calmer, almost carefree commander. Joker had seen that look once before and he didn't need another reminder of a time long gone.
"Does he still have that pole up his ass?" he quipped. Shepard's face fell into disbelief for a moment before a hand shot up to muffle the chuckle that escaped.
"You are a terrible person, you know that?" she laughed.
"Yes, well, as terrible as I am, you just can't seem to get rid of me now can you?" Shepard shook her head, still laughing. Joker stretched his arms out and shifted in his seat slightly and looked up at her with a grin. "Where to, Commander?"
Shepard closed her eyes slightly and brought her hand up to her chin in a mock look of deep thought. "I think it's time we pick up the Krogan in my set of dossiers. Set a course for Krolus."
Joker rolled his eyes and punched a few keys. "Great, just what we need. Promise me there will be no head-butting this time?"
"Not my fault you decided to get drunk and insult Wrex, flyboy. Although, it was entertaining enough, I would enjoy seeing that again." Shepard patted Joker on the shoulder and started to walk away.
The pilot scoffed at her and shook his head. "Thank you ever so much, Commander. I'll remember this next time you need something."
Shepard stopped and looked over her shoulder. "Oh, and Joker? You're going to have to tell me what that dream was considering you mumbled my name." Joker's cheeks burned as he looked up from his console. "Several times." Now his ears burned.
He grabbed the bill of his hat with both hands and forcefully pulled it down over his eyes.
Shit...
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Author: Dragonwyrd316
Game: Mass Effect 2
Characters/Pairing: F!Shepard/Joker
Disclaimer: This is just for fun - BioWare owns all and I receive nothing but my own enjoyment by writing this.
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Nicely made