Not my first Anders/FemHawke but definately one Im proud of. Set after game, my own take on things. Probably AU. I'm not sure yet. I didn't have a beta for this so please forgive any errors you find. I tried a new approach to my writing, by not thinking so hard and writing what I know. Just so happens my drunken husband did bring a cat home last night that he swears loves him and followed him. Go figure.

Series of interconnected one shots. Thats the plan anyway.

BioWare Owns everything. Including the rights to my first born if things keep going the way they are.

Reviews, plox. Much Appreciated.

Chapter 1: Can't Be Tamed.

Rated M for language, themes and giggity.

Anders was drunk.

Hawke sighed heavy. There was no reasoning with the man when he was like this. She pinched the bridge of her nose pressing out over her eyes with her thumb and index finger, fatigued from hours of worry and irritation. Over the years she had seen this from him a few times but when he was to the point of beligerence he was at his absolute worst.

He motioned again to the large black and white cat he'd plopped down in her foyer as if its presense alone made his point entirely.

"She followed me home." He said again, for the 30th time in 8 minutes.

Hawke shook her head, crossing her arms over her chest. He wassn't getting it. Even if she wanted a cat, which she didn't, her Mabari would eat it before either of them could blink. She'd be damned if Anders thought for a second that his new stray friend was replacing her dog.

A WARDOG for fucks sake...

She couldn't help but feel a little betrayed on behalf of the dog who was certainly not going to take well to this fluffy invader. At least the dog was of use. But there wassn't much she could do at the moment. Anders was very unlikely to be rational and she desperately didn't want to fight with him. Nevermind that he'd broken a promise to her and then came home acting like the cat was meant for her as compensation. She knew damn well that cat was for him.

"You know, I'm sure Isabella could use a mouser on her ship." She tried anyway. No idea why. She knew this line was going nowhere.

Anders brow furrowed. He looked at the cat, at hawke, the cat, then hawke again. A deep frown marring his features.

"No. She's mine." He swayed a little.

Hawke felt her eyebrows reach for her hairline. She rolled her weight back to one foot.

"She loves me." He added thickly, sounding more like crying than speaking.

Hawke shook her head. Looking back over her shoulder for the Mabari she was sure was wandering around.

"Zeus will never allow this. Its not fair to him." She said flatly. Brilliant logic. Maybe I should write a book on argueing with drunk men.

Anders chortled, covering his face with his hand. It was nice to see him laugh. A year after Kirkwall and still he was somber most of the time. Hawke felt her resolve waver slightly. The cat was pretty cute. Poor thing was probably starving, but it sat quietly beside Anders, listening as if it knew its future was being decided.

There had been a sadness in Anders that Hawke refused to acknowledge. She'd accepted months ago that children were not possible. They'd tried, and once, it seemed they would get their wish.

But the maker has a morbid sense of humor.

After her pregnancy had fail miserably Hawke decided for her sanity's sake not to hang her hopes on the idea that when Anders was gone she'd have a piece of him to love and hold onto. Her memories would have to be enough.

Anders hadn't faired as well. He threw himself headlong into research, looking for any way to make it possible and when the published manuscripts ran out he'd chased down rumors and wives tales of second generation wardens. He'd even gone so far as to track down other grey wardens, hoping they could tell him something, anything that meant all hope was not lost. So with increasing frequency he found himself drinking and cursing himself. Hawke already lost so much on his account, and he was taking this from her too.

Sweet baby Andraste, this is a disaster. Hawke sighed again. Uncrossing her arms she turned and made her way to her room, leaning heavyly on the banister of the stairs. The house was beautiful. But it was a loan, from a friend of Varric's in the Merchants guild who traveled a lot, Jarthic. He'd begrudgingly allowed the dog, because is was a Mabari. She was sure there was no way in the void he'd allow a cat. No somehow she knew the furball would have them all out on their asses.

Wonderful. Some warrior I am. Can't even stop my drunken husband from bringing home strays.

At least it would be a while before that happened. The fireplace brought the room to life, and made the stone walls feel like a sanctuary rather than a prison.

Hawke seated herself at her desk and with a dip of the quill, she started a letter to Varric.

Dwarf,

You're never going to believe this...well actually you will. Anders went out drinking again tonight, yeah yeah I know. Keep your trap shut. I'm not done yet.

Anyway he just walked in, plus one. A FUCKING CAT of all things he could find out there and he says the damn thing followed him home.

He's pretty wasted. I tried to reason with him but it seems the long walk has bonded him to this thing and I don't have the heart to make him put it outside.

Don't tell Jarthic. I aim to have a few more months here before we have to hit the road again.

I wish we could come back. I'll never tell Anders but I do miss Kirkwall, oddly enough. At least we never ran out of things to do. People to kill. Theres NOTHING out here, except stray cats and Wyverns. Maker help me if Anders ever thinks to bring one of those home. It will follow Leopald off a fucking cliff. Ha.

How are things on your end? I'm going to write Isabella and Fenris sometime this week. Tell Aveline I miss her. Still no word from Merrill?

Keep me posted asshole. Its boring out here.

All My Love,

Jenivicia Hawke.

She looked it over, deciding it was good as it was with a small smile. The firelight flickered and danced. Anders was in the room. She didn't have to look. The raw, burning element reacted to his mana, reaching and falling. She smiled wider at that. The fire craved his power.

"Have you given her a name?" Hawke asked, defeated. She couldn't find it in herself to be too upset by it though. Maybe a change of scenery would do them both some good. Maybe having something to love besides her would bring Anders some kind of peace. It might cost them this home, but anywhere was home to her if they were together. Fair trade. She thought with a yawn as she stretched hard. Her elbows crunched simultaniously.

"Miss kitty works for now. Unless you can think of something better."

Hawke nodded. She turned regarding her husband with tired eyes. He looked dead on his feet. Deep purple under his shimmering ocher orbs. He smiled weakly, shrugging as he added:

"I put her out in the garden with a bowl of milk and a scrap of meat."

Good. If Zeus found Miss Kitty while they slept it would be unfortunate. She didn't want to see Anders upset.

Hawke reached with both arms out to the space between herself and her husband with a smile.

"Come here." She commanded softly. He crossed the room to her, pulling her up into a hug. His face burrowing deep into her long ebony hair. Hawkes world was at peace when he held her. She could lose herself in his earthy scent and the warmth of his arms. She nuzzled closer, breathing him in.

His lips were on her hair, her forhead, and as she leaned to look at him he claimed hers in a scortching kiss.

She pushed up on her toes, deepening the contact. His hands on her face, he cradled her gently before pulling away, eyes hazing over.

"Shall we go to bed my love?" He asked, grinning.

Hawke barked a laugh. "Bed, not sleep?"

Anders quirked an eyebrow, laughter in his eyes. "Sleep, yes..."

"Eventually..." He amended.

Hawke shook her head, grinning like a fool.

"Ha, I see what you did there."

A/N: This seemed like a good place to leave it for now.

I totally have every intention of continueing this. First series

ever. Sorry its so short. The next chapter will be longer, Promise! Reviews welcomed and encouraged! Also, Music is such a HUGE part of the process, My FemHawke and Anders have two theme songs, Both by Lindsey Starling: Crystallize and Electric Daisy