Andreia sighed as she straightened from her seat, turning her head to work the kinks in her neck. It took several hours to put Shepard's legs together again. It took several screws and rods, and some cybernetics to piece her legs together. They even had to re-break some of the bones on her left leg to get some of the splinter of bones out. She was thankful that modern medicine had improved during the past few decades. If Shepard had lived in the past, she would undoubtedly been killed by the impact… or by the lack of medical knowledge.

She took Shepard's hand, looking down at her trigger finger, seeing it slightly calloused. She sighed again, and ran her finger from her wrist to the tip of her middle finger. Dr. Chakwas said it was to stimulate brain activity. With Shepard being on so much anesthetics, she's going to have a hard time waking up. She suggested that Andreia run a finger to her palm and talk to her.

"This feels stupid." Andreia said to the unconscious Shepard, "But if it helps you to wake up, then I'd do it. The famous Commander Shepard… honored war hero… survives the crash of the Citadel." She chuckled, "The press is going to have a field day."

She looked up at Shepard's face to see that she was still not moving despite her steady breathing. "But I wonder… would you still want the life you have, Shepard? All the battles… all the deaths… would you still come back to that?" She shook her head, "I don't think I can."

"You… saved so many people. But you lost a lot of people too, didn't you? The Alliance said that the Reaper Wars are over. That you have destroyed them. But… how many lives did you lose before you were able to defeat them, I wonder?"

She sighed, "It must be hard… to do all the things you had to do. To fight the way you do. I don't think I have the courage to pull the trigger. Which is probably why I'm a Medic instead… it's so much easier to just heal people. Much more gratifying, too. But I guess helping people like you do has some perks as well."

She squeezed Shepard's hand a little, "Shepard, please wake up already. There are people waiting for you. The reports said that all your crew from the Normandy survived the War. Kaidan Alenko, James Vega… Garrus Vakarian… and the others that I've forgotten. I was never good with names. I remember the ones I hear most often." She winced, "But anyway… they are waiting for you, so please. You have to wake up."

Andreia watched as the Commander remained as asleep, breathing lightly through the oxygen tube that was put on her nose. She was lucky that her lungs were still functioning fine despite the bruises, and that the only tube in her mouth was her feeding tube. She sighed again as Shepard didn't seem to exhibit any change. She looked up at the clock, seeing it was almost lunch, and she looked down at her.

"I'm going to eat lunch for a while. Try not to panic while I'm gone." She said as she pushed off her chair to stand.

But as she was about to pull away, she realized that something was holding her back. She blinked, and looked down her hand to see that Shepard was holding to her, lightly at first, but soon her fingers tightened. She looked up at the Commander's face, seeing that she was still asleep… but soon her eyebrows furrowed. Her pale lips opened and her breath came out in a whisper.

"Garrus…"