mirandaputsherbestbuttforward:
it still blows my mind that in some universes… kaidan alenko died on virmire. he died at 32. he never got married. never had kids. never kissed his mother again. never hugged his father again or had a beer on english bay.
his parents got world from an officer in a navy suit and when his mother opened the door to him, she knew instantly. she slumped against the door frame when he handed her the letter from commander shepard, explaining her son was a hero who died in the line of duty.
but it was cold comfort. her only son was dead.
his father couldn’t process it. the little boy that tugged on his uniform and asked him to please tell him just one more bedtime story was now just ashes in the wind.
It too blows my mind in some universes that Ashley Williams died on Virmire. She died at the young age of 25, hardly in to a quarter of her lifespan. Never got married. Never had kids. Never got to see her other or 3 sisters again, or had any other opportunity to shoot up bad guys with her boomstick.
Mama Williams got the word from an officer — a son of a friend of her late husband’s (Military families tend to know each other here and there). This is the second time she’s had to experience this gut wrenching feeling. Taking the letter, she stood strong — Married into the Williams name or not, all the women in the family keep their composure. Whiskey brown eyes read the words, and she thanks the officer for coming by, knowing her oldest daughter — her first baby — died a war hero for her efforts.
She returns to the living room, trying to decide which of her other daughters to call first. Abby, Lynn, Sarah… there’s no easy way to decide, and for a while, Mrs Williams just holds the letter to her chest, remembering when Ashley sat upon her knee, clutched to her chest as they both mourned the loss of Father Williams.


