Synopsis

Liara T'soni did not believe in luck. After all that had happened, what she believed in was redundancy. With the Reapers on the way, she didn't put all her hope in her lover. Most of it? Yes. But not all.
Some plans, she told others about. Such as her preparation of knowledge repositories. Time capsules for the next cycle, intended to prepare future species for the Reapers. Others, she told no one about. Sponsoring the Andromeda initiative was one such effort, as it would ensure that some of their species would be far beyond the reach of the Reapers. She told no one, so that no one would ever know to follow them in the first place.
But...there were other projects, ones she didn't mention to anyone. Not out of security concerns, but because they were utterly absurd. Shots in the dark, mystical gobbly-gook, things she didn't expect to work but threw a few million meaningless credits at...just in case. So when the sacrificial guinea pig of one such experiment finds themself waking up in their younger body, years before the Reaper invasion? Well, that was one no one was expecting to work. Unfortunately, the person that went back wasn't the one that was meant to. Fortunately? That person was Oriana Lawson...