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Author's Note: I just got into the Dragon Age Universe. So this story is a new one for me. This is based in the Dragon Age 2 game. I named my Hawke, Amara. And she is a ginger. I love Isabela, she is one of my favorites in the game, and I always ended up with her during the game play. So that being said, there is no specific plot, but it is after Hawke loses her mother. Please read and Review, no hatters or flamers. You have been warned.
Isabela sat at the water's edge, her bare feet kissed by the water as it was pushed up from the ocean and onto to the beach. Her gaze focused on the sunrise on the horizon. She sighed and ran her hand through her tousled brown hair. She never meant for things to go this far, she didn't do love and she didn't do complicated, but complicated is what it had become. She sighed again and put her head on her knees, trying to master herself. She never cried, but in light of everything that had been happening over the last few months, she never had an opportunity to stop and absorb anything, and now it was all sinking in for her. Her tears of frustration worsened because she was in love, and there was no getting around that.
"I knew that would find you here." A voice said from behind her.
She didn't look up but continued to cry silently into her calloused knees. Hawke came and sat down beside her lover, perplexed, Isabela never outright ignored her.
"Isa? Are you alright?" Amara asked looking over at her lover concerned.
"Yes." Isabella said looking up finally, her voice thick with emotion.
Her eyes were red and puffy, but Hawke knew that if she asked, she wouldn't get a straight answer as to what was bothering her lover, so she just looked out onto the horizon tyring to find the right words to say.
"Beautiful isn't she?" Amara asked trying to start with some light conversation.
Isabela wasn't much of a talker about deep feelings and love and Hawke knew that if she talked about something that interested the ex-ship captain that she could turn the odds back into her favor. Usually she could change the subject at top speed and steer Isabela into a different conversation with ease, but this, she knew that it would be difficult to get away from. She wanted to talk about what was happening to them, and figure out where they stood as far as their relationship.
"What is?" Isabela asked her voice thick with tears.
"The Ocean." Hawke replied.
"It is the only place that I have ever felt at peace." Isabela said flatly.
"And now?" Amara asked a little too anxiously.
Isabela didn't answer; she just continued to look out at the ocean. The clear blue water, the salt air on her heated skin, the sound of the waves breaking against the shore, all of it, it was home. A place she never thought that she could leave willingly, a place that she could escape the troubles of the world. At the helm of the ship, in control, Isabela didn't like to be in a situation where she couldn't control anything. But the sea was unforgiving, un yielding, you can't control the sea, she does what she wants and you either go with it, or you die. Isabela had never been a rational person, she was an impulsive creature, she acted without thinking, and she had wondered if she had rushed into things with Amara too fast, and gave her the wrong impression. Their first kiss had been intense and one thing led to another, and they were in bed together. Isabela had felt something stir deep in her belly after that night, because for the first time, she hadn't just slept with a stranger, and she hadn't done it out of personal need to get off.
"I can't answer that Amara." Isabela said after a few agonizingly quiet minutes.
Amara sighed and blinked back the hot tears that were flooding her eyes. She hated this, crying all the time. But she was painfully in love with the ex-Captain and she was having a hard time dealing with the possibility that her feelings were one sided. What was worse, she knew that Isabela would run if things got too intense, and she couldn't risk losing one of her best friends. Things had gotten out of control so fast and both women had a difficult time processing what was happening between them.
"Look this is all new to me, I haven't been…well in the past…oh just forget it." Isabela said getting to her feet.
Amara looked up at Isabela, the tears she saw down her face were a sign, her heart constricted with hope, but it was short lived because Isabela walked away leaving Amara sitting there to watch the sunrise alone. Amara sighed in frustration, sometimes the Pirate was more trouble than she was worth, but she knew that deep down, the need for her was too strong to fight.
TBC...