The same dream.
The shadows. The voices. All of the people she’d failed along the way. And the child… Always so close…but never close enough.
And upon watching him burn up, she jolted awake with a gasp. It was like coming up for air after being under the water for too long.
She looked around, in search of something familiar. For a moment she was confused, seeing someone next to her. Her mind was fuzzy and her stomach felt off. That’s when she remembered the drinking. Shit. A lot of drinking. And James.
As much as she knew it was wrong, she couldn’t deny that she needed it.
But the heavy mist from her nightmare still hung in her head. She needed to wake up. When she stood, her stomach shifted and she groaned a little.
While she appeared invincible, the one think she couldn’t handle was her liquor.
If Kaidan had been there…he would have taken the drink from her hand and smiled. 'I think you've had enough, Commander,' he’d say. And she’d protest, but in the end he would win. He always won when it came to that.