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The turian Spectre Saren arrived at the human colonie of Mindoir. The council said that they heard that batarian slaver splanned to attack there. Unfortunately they were right. All he found was destroyed homes, fields, bodies and panicked animals running amok.
„Spirit's, I'm too late.“, he sighed defeated. Still he searched for either survivors, batarians or any intel that might help him in his investigation.
When he stepped in the last house, he almost screamed in frustration. Just finding blood and chaos. Suddenly he heard a squeek. First he thought it was just a rodant, but when the squeeking turned into crying, he realized it was a child.
He followed the sounds to the secret door on the floor. In there laid a little baby. Saren carefully took the newborn. The soft creature gurgled and looked curiously at the turian. The Spectre noticed a piece of paper in the hideout. Upon reading it his mandibles almost dropped.
Adrien enjoyed his off day, watching his 8 year old son Tarquin playing on the ground and smelling the delicious meal his wife Seyra cooked. He was overworked and needed this break and needed that time with his family. The tanse situation with the humans, the fear of war. It was draining the General.
„Tarquin, go wash your hands. Lunch will be ready in 5 minutes.“, Seyra commended.
„Yes, Mom.“, the young boy jumped up and ran to the bathroom.
„And take your toys to your room. After lunch we gonna do your homework.“, Adrien pressed. The doorbell was ringing and the General went to the door annoyed. „Saren?“
„How are you doing?“
Adrien crossed his arms suspiciously. „What are you doing here?“
„Can I please come in? It's urgent!“
„It's my day off and I won't let you ruin it.“
„Adrien! Spirit's, your behaviour is shameful. This is my brother! Come in, Saren.“, Seyra interfered.
And as the Spectre entered they noticed the bundle of blankets in his arms. „Uncle Saren!“, Tarquin ran up exited.
„You are getting bigger and bigger each time I see you.“
„What is this?“, Adrien asked and pointed at the blankets.
„You got me something?“, the boy asked hopeful.
„Kind off. Adrien. I told you on our last call that the council asked me to save Mindoir from batarian slavers, right?“
„If there was even any danger of that and not just a rumor.“, the father commented stoically.
„Better save then sorry, my love. Also, showing interest for their safety and sending one of our own to make sure they are fine will improve our relationship.“, his wife declared.
„Wishful and naive thinking.“, Adrien scoffed.
The female raised an eyebrowplate. „Priceless coming from you.“
„Anyway, the rumor was true. Sadly I came too late. All were kidnapped or killed.“
„Spirit's“, Seyra breathed shocked. Adrien laid an arm around his wife.
„Except one!“, it finally broke out from the Spectre and he unwrapped the bundle, revealing a human child sleepily opening it's blue eyes.
„Aww, how cute! Can I hold it?“, Tarquin cooed.
„Why did you bring it here? You should give it to the council so it'll be returned to the Alliance.“, the dark turian wondered.
„Here, read this. This will explain everything.“, Saren gave his brother in law the note.
Whoever finds this,
I'm Hannah Shepard, once an Admiral for the Alliance fleet. This is my 3 month old daughter Holly. When you found this I'm dead and I beg you, take my daughter to safety. But please, for the love of god, don't bring her to the Alliance! I know it sounds weird but trust me, don't do it!
May you live long and well,
Hannah Shepard
Adrien's mandibles dropped and the note fell from his hand. „Dad? What's wrong?“
„Shepard was an old friend of your father's.“, his mother explained.
„Dad was friends with a human? But you hate humans!“
„Hannah was special.“, the General sighed shakily barely able to hold his emotions.
„I'm so sorry, my love. She didn't deserve this. The galaxy is poorer without her.“, Seyra hugged her husband.
„But what happens now with Holly?“, Tarquin asked.
„Adrien, I know I ask a lot of you, but I talked with the council and they agree with me. You'll be the best...“, Saren wasn't able to finish since Adrien interrupted him harshly.
„Absolutely not! You can't be serious!“
Holly started to cry, upset by his outbreak. Seyra immediately took the child, rocking her. „Shhh, it's alright, sweetie. Daddy didn't mean that.“, she whispered softly.
„SEYRA!“, Adrien exclaimed alarmed.
„How can you be so cold? This is Hannah's child we are talking about! She would be happy to know her baby would be raised by her best friend. And even that connection aside, this kid is an orphan in need of a good family after that trauma.“
„I always wanted a little sister.“, Tarquin agreed.
Adrien looked at the determined faces of his family and then looked down at the human child. Spirit's, sha has Han's eyes. He thought. The child squeeked exited and tried to reach for him. He gave her his talon and she gurgled and smiled happily. His heart melted. „Welcome to the family, Holly Victus.“