AN: Depending on the response, I might continue this one. So, lets see what comes up yes?

Secret of Hawk

It had first come to his attention when he had, out of curiosity, wandered over to the Alienage to see how elves in the city lived. He had touched the grand tree that grew there and felt…almost at home. It felt more like home then Lothering ever had, the feel of rough bark under his hand, the texture lightly ripping his hand.

Anyone watching him would have seen how his body relaxed, as if his soul was finally half way content. Garrett only broke out of it when his Mabari, Teddy, gave a loud bark that startled him out of his mind. He almost threw a fireball at the beloved pet before he managed to sum himself and hurry out of there, he had a job to do for the darn smuggler and Carver was sure to have something to complain about if he was kept on hold because Garrett was late. Not like Carver didn't find something to whine about anyhow.

The second time (he had avoided the Alienage since then) was on the way up Sundermore when they stepped into the Dalish camp. Something in him fell to peace as he made his way over to the Keeper after the hostile greeting they had received by the other Dalish. Even after finding out that Merrill was a blood mage, Garrett still couldn't help but feel better after having been to the Dalish camp.

It was even noted among his companions how he seemed to look better and somewhat stronger after the visit up the Sundermore. Carver would just roll his eyes, Varric would guffawe and clap him on the back with the broad hand of his, while Anders theorized that the fresh air might be what helped him so much. Only Fenris looked at him with a new light in his eyes.

It was now not only Garrett that suspected it.

Hawk idly twirled his finger in the wet ring left by the ale mug that Carver had 'stolen' from him. It was more that the older of the two allowed his brother to swipe it. Hawk glanced at his brother and examined his facial pulls, mentally comparing them to his own. His high cheekbones compared to Carvers lower ones, the hooked nose that Hawk was 'lucky' enough to escape, the golden eyes compared to his own feline green ones not to mention the hair color. Dark brown compared to Hawk's snow white hair.

It didn't take a scholar to see that something was off.

Something that no one else seemed to take much note of except Hawk.

"Hey, Hawk, you going to continue moping or get yourself a new mug?" He looked up over the table to smirk at Varric, hiding away his own thoughts as Isabella leaned sensually against the dwarf to try and peek at his cards. "I'd rather watch you all loose to Fenris in Diamondback." He said casually to avert the attention off him.

That caused a round about grumble from everyone but a smirking Fenris.

Hawk laughed and leaned back to relax in his seat. In a few moments he would sneak off to the Alienage, to sit at the tree with Teddy for a little while. No one would know or notice.

Or, that was what he thought.

Just as he settled against the tree with his back, stroking Teddy's head as the mabari put his head in his masters lap, a voice rang out. "You go here every night Hawk, someone is going to question if you're waiting for a lover." Hawk winched as Fenris came down the steps of the Alienage, eyes on the older of the Hawk brothers. "Oh, you know, I just like trees." He tried jesting only to get a snort in return from the white haired elf.

The sharp eared man moved over and crutched down in front of Hawk and for a absurd moment that the other was going to interrogate him on why he was there. Perhaps that was Fenris initial idea. But what came out of the others mouth was…

"Why does everyone call you Hawk?"

The mage blinked and then rubbed his neck. "I guess…while I'm not ashamed of my name Garrett, its more a memory to my father. Hawk was his last name and seeing how things are working out here in the city…mother is most likely going to go back to the Amell name as soon as she can."

He looked down at Teddy's heavy head before looking back into Fenris green eyes with his own. "I guess I want my father to be able to be proud of his name and its easier to identify myself to him with my last name." He shrugged. Fenris quirked a eyebrow but nodded and got up, staring down at Hawk who blinked back. "…Don't stay out to long, thugs jump out even at the short distance to your uncle house." He said in his curt voice before moving towards the stairs again.

Hawk blinked and then looked down at Teddy. "…Perhaps its time for a little walk up the mountain soon?" He murmured softly before settling once again and staring up at the leafs high over them.

Secrets were bound to come out sooner or later.

It was just a manner of waiting…