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Shepard had been forced to grow up almost overnight herself after losing her pseudo-adoptive family all those years ago. She didn't have the first clue about how to be a mother, and in the months leading up to the birth of David and Michelle, she began to worry.
One particular evening in late August, Kaidan found her a sobbing mess on the floor of their bathroom - the only time he had seen her cry since the morning before she found out she was pregnant. The next day, his mother visited with her usual weekly basket of goodies and advice. She put her arms around Brielle and told her that she wasn't alone in this, that she would always have a ready and practiced hand whenever she needed it. She knew that Brielle needed to hear the words from another mother who empathized, not just a husband who could only sympathize.
Brielle was eternally grateful for that visit.
During the final month of her pregnancy, Brielle began to change. It was the strangest phenomenon in a life comprised almost entirely of strangeness.
Brielle Shepard would always be a warrior; that was simply in her nature. But she was no longer a soldier. The galaxy post-Reapers was a place she no longer knew. It was a place where she was not able to be Brielle, only Commander Shepard. As a result, she would never be able to do the work of a Spectre as a war hero; she would be relegated to a figurehead position by a galaxy that had elevated her to almost mythical status over the past few years.
The truth of this was perhaps more terrifying than the thought of raising children. Would she be defined now by her status as a mother? Was that befitting of someone like her?
Was that really so bad?
Wouldn't it be nice to simply be normal?
Soldier or mother, those were abstract concepts that the rest of the galaxy used to define her. Brielle, however, chose to let the things she loved define her. Children would not define her: David and Michelle, specifically, could. A Husband would not define her: Kaidan, specifically, could.
But only if Brielle let them.
And she did.
One particular evening in late August, Kaidan found her a sobbing mess on the floor of their bathroom - the only time he had seen her cry since the morning before she found out she was pregnant. The next day, his mother visited with her usual weekly basket of goodies and advice. She put her arms around Brielle and told her that she wasn't alone in this, that she would always have a ready and practiced hand whenever she needed it. She knew that Brielle needed to hear the words from another mother who empathized, not just a husband who could only sympathize.
Brielle was eternally grateful for that visit.
During the final month of her pregnancy, Brielle began to change. It was the strangest phenomenon in a life comprised almost entirely of strangeness.
Brielle Shepard would always be a warrior; that was simply in her nature. But she was no longer a soldier. The galaxy post-Reapers was a place she no longer knew. It was a place where she was not able to be Brielle, only Commander Shepard. As a result, she would never be able to do the work of a Spectre as a war hero; she would be relegated to a figurehead position by a galaxy that had elevated her to almost mythical status over the past few years.
The truth of this was perhaps more terrifying than the thought of raising children. Would she be defined now by her status as a mother? Was that befitting of someone like her?
Was that really so bad?
Wouldn't it be nice to simply be normal?
Soldier or mother, those were abstract concepts that the rest of the galaxy used to define her. Brielle, however, chose to let the things she loved define her. Children would not define her: David and Michelle, specifically, could. A Husband would not define her: Kaidan, specifically, could.
But only if Brielle let them.
And she did.
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1 drabble a day for 30 days about Brielle Shepard and Kaidan Alenko, each based on one of 30 chosen words.
The word for Day 19 is TRANSFORMATION.
The word for Day 19 is TRANSFORMATION.
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