Hey everyone! This is my new fic! If you like this, go check out my other Skyrim fic...its a Ulfric/OC. But this story is a Brynjolf/OC! Hope you like it. If I get a review, I'll post another chapter!

Love, Ichigomisa1 !

Ever since she was young, Tabby wanted to become the best healer Skyrim had ever seen. She wanted to get out of Helgen and move some place like Solitude or Windhelm and learn how to be a true healer. This dream slowly diminished when her father made her work on the family farm. He would say, "We moved here from High Rock so you could live a good honest life as a farmer, just like your mother and I."

It wasn't just being a healer that her father wouldn't let her do, but also dating boys. Because of her good looks, the teenage boys would be all after Tabby. But her father had scared off every boy that even got close to her. He would tell them to either stay away or threaten them if they got too involved. Eventually, no boys in Helgen would even talk to Tabby. She was almost 20 now and hadn't even had a boyfriend yet.

However, Tabby loved her father and mother no matter what. They cared for her so much, and she tried to give back as much as she could.

One day, Tabby asked her parents if she could be the one to go to Whiterun and get supplies for their upcoming birthday party for her. Tabby had only been to Whiterun a few times, and she begged her parents to let her go. She wanted to go alone and truly bask in freedom for a day. Since it was her birthday and she was turning 20, they let her go.

Tabby made her journey successfully, which wasn't really hard because the path is fairly safe to Whiterun. She went into Belathor's General Goods to look for some party decorations, when a man bursted into the shop.

"A dragon just attacked Helgen! A dragon! They think it could be heading this way! Close up shop and take cover!" Tabby froze. She left all her bought supplies and ran. Maybe it wasn't too bad, and the truth got warped as it traveled to Whiterun, she thought to herself. She didn't stop running until she got to the gates of Helgen. The guards out front yelled after her not to go in, but she didn't listen. People she knew all her life were dropping down all around her. She looked up into the sky and the dragon soared. What the man said was true.

Buildings were on fire and people screamed as she sprinted to her house. She threw open the door to try to find her parents. They were no where in sight so she headed out to the garden. She found her mother, face in the dirt with burns everywhere.

"MOM NO! YOU'RE ALIVE, I CAN HELP!" She kneeled next to her mom crying. She turned her over and started healing her; She wasn't responding. Tabby kept trying and trying but she was gone. Tabby's tear were falling so fast that she couldn't see. The ground felt as if it was collapsing under her. She looked around for her father and found him lying next to their patch of cabbages. Tabby crawled over to help him as fast as she could.

"Please let him be fine, PLEASE let him be fine." She called out.

"T-tabby-" Her father barely managed to say her name.

"Oh father, give me a second, I can help you!" She tried to heal him as fast as she could. She started getting fatigued from pushing herself so hard.

"Tabby, let m-me be..."

"NO, I will not! Don't say that!" She kept trying to heal him, but her skills weren't good enough. She kept going even though she knew she couldn't save him.

"Go, become a healer. I love y-you, be ha-appy." He said.

Minutes passed as she tried harder and harder to save his life. But to no avail.

"I will, I love you too dad." She whispered back.

He gave her a smile and then went limp in her arms. The dragon had already left Helgen, but she refused to move. She stayed, with him in her arms for hours. The whole day seemed like a blur to her and she kept thinking, over and over again that she shouldn't have gone to Whiterun. If she just stayed here, she could have saved them.

Once it got dark, Tabby got up. Everything hurt, she was shaking all over and couldn't stop crying. If only her healing spells could help with emotional damage. She slowly walked back into her house and looked around. Everything was destroyed. Her bed, the kitchen, the farm, everything her parent's had worked for. She went out front to see if anyone was alive. She saw her neighbors huddled, most of them looked okay. Tabby walked over to families asking if anyone was hurt, and tried to heal them. She saved many lives that day, but sadly, none that she really cared about. She was alone now, she had no relatives from either side of her family; She had no one who loved her.

Tabby thought about what her father had said right before he died, 'Become a healer, be happy'. She became determined. She was going to become the best healer Skyrim had ever seen. If she didn't have her parents, at least she would have her passion.

Most of the refugees fled to Whiterun, along with Tabby. After days passed of staying in the inn, she went to the Temple of Kyraneth. She hoped she could learn under the priests and priestesses there. They turned her away and told her the Temple of Mara in Riften would probably take her. With no money to her name, she decided to work until she could get enough gold to be on her way.

After a few weeks of working menial jobs, she had just enough gold to take a carriage to Riften.