It was three days after they had slept together. Storm shook her head, wondering what the hell was wrong with her. Fenris had left her in tears on her bed. Her blue eyes followed his lean form towards the door, he hadn't looked back once. Anders was moving closer to her. He started invited her to the Hanged Man, buying her drinks and asking for her help in his clinic. There was only one time when he went over the line and she knew it.

"Hey Hawke!" Anders called, waving his hand in the air. She had gone into Lowtown to check out the patrols for Aveline, but did not expect to run into the healer. She had asked Fenris to come with her, but he was still avoiding her, the only reminding of herself that she saw on him was a red ribbon she had given him the night after that disastrous one. He turned her down.

"Anders!" Storm said, feigning perfect happiness. His blue eyes searched her and ended happily down her body. She felt a urge to shiver, but she pushed it down. "What's up?"

"Do you want to come help me down at the clinic?" Storm looked behind her. Varric had just showed up. She didn't know what he was doing there, but she might be able to get out of helping him with Varric's help…uninformed of course.

"Oh, I'm sorry Anders, but I promised I would help Varric with something," she said, her voice rising at his name, causing him to turn around. A knowing grin spread across his face and he ambled over, putting his hand on Anders arm.

"That's right Blondie. She's mine today." He took her hand and quickly led her away from the mage. The warrior took her hand back and smiled down at the dwarf. "You owe me drinks Hawke!" he said laughing.

"I will buy you those drinks. Goddamnit, he must have had a backbone planted in. He's getting annoying!" Varric laughed even more, his hands holding his stomach and he doubled over. "And Fenris…"

The dwarf grew serious again, his eyes searching hers. "Go to him damnit. How else are you two going to talk?" She opened her mouth only to shut it again. Of course he was right, how else was she going to corner him in order for her to talk to him? "Your being an idiot Hawke and I can say that because it's the truth. You can find me at Hanged Man if you want to get drunk and it doesn't work out."

And that's where she headed after Varric left. She stopped in front of his mansion door, wondering what was going to occur when she stepped through the door. It did not occur to her that there would be guards in his house cause that's exactly what there was. Guards in full armor surrounded him.

She could see he was wounded, the red ribbon holding some wound around his middle shut enough that it wasn't bleeding…that badly. She pulled her long sword and starting slashing through the crowd. No one had gotten hurt. The guards backed off as they saw her coming through brandishing the sword. "Move away. He is under my protection." The guards did move away, exiting the house.

"I did not ask for your protection," he said, moving his hand to his injured abdomen.

"You haven't done much of talking anyway," Storm bit back, taking a look at his wound. It wasn't that deep and the bleeding had pretty much stopped. The ribbon was blood soaked, but still was the same color and he wrapped it back around the gauntlet wrist.

"Yes…and I apologize," he said softly, wincing when her fingers found the softest part.

"You apologize? That's it! That's all you have to say? I am so disappointed in you. You left me half naked in my bed, wearing the ribbon I gave you and all you have to say is 'I apologize'?" Strom screamed. Fenris winced as her loud voice echoed in his hurt ears. His eyes shut sharply and she wondered what was going through his head.

"Yes… that's it."