"I don't believe you!" Cass exclaimed; arms waving wildly, clearly exasperated.

"Cassie! Please. Why would I ever lie about something like this?" Liara said, briefly glancing away from the glow of the console in front of her. "Your mother is alive. I've seen the footage of her on Freedom's Progress. You should see it; it is definitely your mother."

"Liara… I can't, it's been two years. People don't come back from what happened to her. It's impossible." Cass whispered. "I'm going back to Omega; I can't indulge in these fantasies. I know you loved her Liara, but maybe you should just let her go. I have."

"Cassie… I'm not lying. You'll see for yourself. Please be careful. "

Liara stands from her desk, crossing the threshold of her office, a clear picture of Illium glowing behind the full windows. She reaches for Cassandra and draws her into a fleeting embrace.

"Cass, please be careful; if your mother were to know where you've been living… well I doubt she'd approve. "

"Yeah, sure Liara. Not like she'll ever know anyways…"

Cass sat in afterlife, clearly too young to be there; at the young age of 17, she was a sight to see in full armor. Her helmet sat on the bar; as she rested her chin on top of it; clearly bored. A few strands of dark hair fell in her face. Huffing she tucked them behind her ear.

"Can I get you a drink?" A rough looking batarian asked, while wiping shot glasses from behind the bar.

"No… I don't drink… that often."

"That often?"

"Not now. Anything interesting happen lately?"

The Batarian rolled his eyes, "Why does everyone think that bartenders always know what's going on? I mean, do I look like that goddamned Al-Jilani woman?"

"Well sorry." Cass snapped. With that, she stood from the bar, throwing her helmet over her head, and letting her hair fall to her back. Making her way to the VIP lounge; hoping that Aria will have something for her to do today; something to hopefully clear her thoughts.

After leaving Liara's care in Illium, Cass had come to Omega; hoping to break away from her mother's legacy. Being a rather gifted biotic; she searched out Aria T'loak; with the intention to gain her favor and perhaps work for her. Understandingly, Aria had taken a bit of an interest in her; especially because she was Commander Shepard's kid; and being the First human Spectre's child definitely had its perks. Those perks including being in one of the galaxy's most popular clubs without consequences; and Omega was so lawless that mercenary work was never hard to find; especially with Aria's approval.

Cass reached the base of the stair. Aria sat in her usually spot. Three people in front of her; Two women and a male. Cass froze. There was no mistaking the short dark hair; and the confident stance of the Commander Shepard.

Cass could feel her pulse quicken; and her heart pounding in her chest. Leaning into the wall for support; feeling like she was on the verge of collapse. The Commander and her companions turned, descending the staircase. Cass felt like she would vomit; the commander; no her mother, was headed right toward her. Luckily enough, the visor of her helmet was reflective; her face was hidden; her mother wouldn't know. Would she? Was this really her mother? Was Liara right?

She couldn't risk exposure now, she had to be sure. Turning to run; a hand clasped her shoulder.

"Aren't you a little young to be here?" Cass turned; looking straight into the stern blue eyes of her mother.

Okay, this is a re-write of a different story on an old account of mine. I know this story is out of the ordinary and little weird, but I thought it would be fun to write. I'm not much of a proof reader, so if anyone wants to beta this, please contact me.