As The Hearse Goes By

Six hours ago,Omega,Clinic.

"So...will it work?"

Daniel felt as if he jumped a mile high. Whipping around from his terminal screen he felt, more than heard, his body breath out in relief. Darkened green eyes stared back at him, hope mixing in with the sadness that would always linger.

"Ah well, I'm not really sure...if Mordin was here he could give us a clear answer."Daniel rung his hands together"At best, it'll be a little less affective than what you normally take"

"And at worst?"

"It'll kill you"

Present time,Omega,Afterlife.



John rubbed his eyes tiredly. Dealing with Aria was never,and never would be the highlight of a trip to Omega. While she was useful in knowledge her whole 'Queen' attitude was starting to grate on his nerves.

Mordin was fidgeting behind him. The latest news was that his old assistant, Daniel, had been seen working with the mystery girl. It was understandable that he was now panicking, the limited information Cerberus given them wasn't comforting.

"Might believe he is helping. Might be forced against his will. Too many variables, not enough information."Mordin buzzed softly, slower than usual in his worry.

John turned slightly to watch him over his left shoulder, watching him tap his omni-tool as Garrus stood off to the side. Mordin put his faith and trust into his students, and the thought of them willing helping a potential criminal shook him.

Present time,Omega,Abandoned Apartment.

Someone is looking for me, someone is asking questions.

A dark clothed figure moved around the apartment floor, kicking wood and debris away. Hands clenched and unclenched in thought.

Would the Dog have eyes out here?

The figure stopped dead in front of a boarded window, gazing through the cracks to the bust street below.

No matter, I am so close. So close...

Hands moved in a manner of prayer over the figure's heart,clutching the black shirt tightly.

"So close"

Forwarding one hour,Omega, Clinic



Daniel couldn't believe his eyes when Mordin walked back into the clinic,and his ears even less when he started to accuse him.

"Wait, what? You're joking Professor!"

"Wish I was. Wouldn't be so hard then"

Daniel watched Mordin pace around the small office he had, hands waving through the air slightly. He sat silently,letting him blow up until a small chiming from his terminal alerted him to respond.

Mordin reached it first, pulling up the file and watching as numbers and chemical formulas filled the screen.

"She's not trying to hurt anyone Professor, she's just trying to help herself"Daniel tried,standing up from his desk.

John watched them closely, hand clutching at his pistol. He didn't think he'd need it, but on Omega, safe was better than sorry.

"Mordin,what is it?"

Daniel rung his hands again, looking between the professor and the commander. "It's a cure,she said. Something to help with what Cerberus did to her."

"Not a cure. Hemoglobin supplement. Why does she need this?"

Daniel didn't answer, shaking his head and ringing his hands hard enough to turn them red. Mordin took a step closer to Daniel, hand reaching out when a new voice cut through them with an answer.

"He doesn't know, but I do"

John turned quickly, hands bringing his pistol level. Darkened green eyes stared at him from behind the barrel,hard with mistrust and obvious hate.

"Would you like to know?"