A/N:Shepard gets her man!

Disclaimer: Not mine, or Kaidan would have been where Jacob was through ME2.

The crowd pulsed around her, face after face belonging to nobody. Bass matched her heartbeat, the cool liquor sliding down her throat as she threw back another shot. A hand slid across her ass, and her elbow lashed out behind her to catch the person in the solar plexus. The muffled grunt of pain made her smile, and she signaled the bartender to give her another vodka. Maybe it wasn't wise to drink away her nerves, but after the day she'd had, it was better than sitting alone in her quarters, contemplating the damn fish.

Garrus was off visiting his father, who was apparently still unimpressed by his son. Tali was on a date with Kal'Reegar, and both of them denied it was a date. Jack and Miranda were in Miranda's office slash bedroom, and unless EDI told Shepard that a murder was about to happen, she wasn't going to touch that one. The engineers had gone to visit some exhibit on an asari colony, all about engines, though Kelly and Kasumi were convinced that Ken would finally make a move on Gabriella (Shepard doubted it, the man was dense). The observant Ks were going dancing at Flux, on Tali's suggestion. Jacob had gone to Chora's Den with some of the other manly types from the crew. Thane was with his son. Zaeed was gone, hired by somebody to kill something. Samara went to Omega, to be a Justicar and kick some unjust ass (last Shepard heard, Aria had suddenly become a philanthropist, after a group of her thugs got destroyed). Joker and Grunt, of all people, had gone off to explore, which meant have Grunt intimidate people after Joker pissed them off. Legion was in the AI core, still, and EDI was trying to explain human jokes to them...him...geth-people. Mordin was meeting with some old friends who he performed Gilbert and Sullivan with.

Shepard was alone, and nobody could stop her from getting shitfaced.

Two hours later:

The room was spinning a bit, but the lights were pretty. Oooooooooooooooh, that turian had two heads! Now, where was her pistol? Not in her pockets...but where were her pockets? She could have sworn she never went anywhere without her pockets! Why were the pockets gone? Oh, skirt. Dress. No pockets. Gun strapped to thigh...easy access, like a ninja!

Shepard felt the room tilt a bit again, and steadied herself against the bar. They really shouldn't have the room move so much, what if the people dancing fell over? That would be bad. Hey!

Alliance soldiers were over there! They were wearing boring uniforms though, the long sleeved and normal fitting kind, not the sexy bicep-show-offy kind that Kaidan used to wear. Why wear formal uniforms when you don't have too? The normal kind were much sexier.

Those silly boys weren't as sexy as Kaidan though. What was he up to lately, anyways?

She pouted at the thought. He was so mean on Horizon. All angry and grumpy. She just wanted some loving! A nice fuck before the suicide mission! It wasn't her fault she had been dead for two years! Kaidan was just a meanie-face poo-head!

She was going to go tell him so! Right now!

Kaidan's Apartment:

It had been a long day. Somebody had sent them another pile of information on Cerberus, and he'd been off intimidating people for a week. Once he got back, the Council dragged him in for questioning, and then the Alliance dragged him off to their questioning. It would make far too much sense for everyone to question him at the same time, of course. He certainly shouldn't expect some rest after shutting down a half-dozen Cerberus facilities.

"Why do I even bother?" Kaidan muttered to himself, as he stripped out of his formal uniform and pulled on his sweatpants and a worn t-shirt. Finally able to relax, he flopped on the couch with a carton of take-out Chinese-Asari fusion (it was the only thing open and on his direct path home after he escaped the interrogation). Blasto the Jellyfish was playing when he turned on the vidscreen, and he stared incredulously while eating. "Enkindle this? Did somebody actually think this was a good idea?"

he was halfway through the food when there was a flurry of bangs on his door. Not knocks, but loud, angry bangs, like somebody was kicking it instead of using their hand. Groaning, he hauled himself up and went to open the door. The door made its usually beeping-chime noise, and whooshed open to reveal Commander Shepard holding on to the wall to stay on her feet. "Shepard!"

Kaidan couldn't say anything else. He could barely breath. She was wearing a dress. With those sexy boots like an asari stripper would wear. She was wearing a skin tight, low cut, red silk dress and stripper boots. On his doorstep.

And now on his couch, since she pushed past him while he tried not to get an erection. Closing and locking the door, Kaidan followed her and sat awkwardly a few feet from her. She smelled like vodka. Oh, god, Jo Shepard is drunk, dressed incredibly sexy and sprawling on my couch. I can almost see her underwear...is she wearing underwear? Do women wear underwear with this kind of outfit?

Why is she in my apartment while dressed like this and drunk?

"You're a jerk, Kaidan Alenko. A mean, stubborn, shortsighted..." Shepard paused for a moment to remember what she wanted to call him. Ah yes! "A meanie-face poo-head! And I wanted to tell you that, because everyone else is gone, and Jack and Miranda might be having angry lesbian sex, and I'm bored, and you're mean!"

She pouted. He wanted to kiss her, then fuck her, then keep her tied to his bed for the rest of his life. And never let her out of his sight again.

She passed out, and he put her into his bed after removing the boots and dress. He did make sure to put one of his shirts on her, and he tried very hard not to stare at her mostly naked body.

The underwear was a ridiculously tiny red thong, and a matching bra.

A/N: Yeah, so, I was just thinking: How would Shepard go about finding Kaidan and getting' some of that fine ass? Well, it depends on the Shepard.

This Shepard is usually kept away from hard liquor, but everyone was gone so...yeah...

Tell me what you think?