Raving-Lunatic

Author's Note: A little about my Shepard's past here. I'll try to fill in the blanks as I go. This takes place after the derelict collector ship trap and a few loyalty missions. Definitely sequenced after the last chapter. While the crew was still reeling through the shockwaves of The Illusive Man's manipulative deceit regarding the derelict Collector Ship, Shepard remained steadfast with fury. Most of her anger stemmed from the fact that she understood his reasons- maybe even agreed with them. But she knew that, had it been an Alliance operation, she would not have been going in so blind. Betrayal was something she was familiar with, and it

AUTHOR'S NOTE: ****EDIT****These aren't going to be completely in order. Takes place during ME2, somewhere after the entire team has been collected and BEFORE the Collector trap has been sprung. For her, it started on a night when they were all together, trading stories. Shepard only brought a two man team with her on every mission. As time went on, she tended to bring the same people, unless the mission required someone with specific skill sets or attachments. Most of the crew only knew what happened in the aftermath and only if a member of the participating squad decided to divulge the details. It led to a tradition of gathering together

 Very rarely did they stop at the Citadel without the Commander being whisked away to the Tower for some conference or other with the Council. Whenever her business with the diplomats was completed, Shepard would run to and fro, completing various and tedious errands. Garrus was often amazed by the magnitude of people who were allowed to drop their dirty laundry in the Commander's lap. At first, he was mystified by her patience, until he began to see the beneficial outcomes that often followed. Every little tidbit and reward she received, usually brought them a small part of the way closer toward their goal. This time, however, Shepard an