I wanted to do this, so here it is. The sequel to Astraphobia! I hope you guy's enjoy this as much as you enjoyed Astraphobia.
Have a good time, and thank you for taking the time to read this.
This had been updated for grammar and spelling corrections. I think i got them all. If you see any, tell me please!
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Isabela was getting sick of Hawke and Fenris. Ever since that time they were caught at Fenris' Mansion, there has been almost no activity between them. That was two months ago! And its making her sick and tired of them. Someone needs to set them straight. Well, straight enough. So she stood at the bar of the Hanged Man, waiting for an idea to come to her.
Merrill came over to her from her spot at a table with Varric.
"Isabela, you've been standing there for ages. Is something the matter?" She asked the pirate. Looking at her with those puppy dog eye's she always seems to wear.
"Daisy's right, Ravaini. You haven't even touched your drink. And that isn't natural." Varric said.
"Shh, I'm thinking." She waved her hand at them. Her friends looked at each other, then back to her.
"Well, then. at least come over to our table and share your thoughts." Varric said, while Merrill nodded.
She thought about this for a moment, then thought they would probably have some ideas. "Alright then, but only if your paying for the drinks." She said. So they all made there way over to the table. Isabela took a huge gulp of her ale.
"So, whats got your thoughts in a knot?" Varric said through a chuckle.
"Come on. If anyone would have noticed the tension between Hawke and Fenris, it would be you." She said. He nodded his head in agreement.
"And your thinking about a way to get them to finally tell each other how they feel? Now, Ravaini. Your going mushy." He said. Isabela sighed.
"I know. Its horrible. Its probably there fault to. If this keep' up, the next thing I know Ill be saying my vows to the one I love and getting committed. That's why we have to stop them!" She said. Varric chuckled.
There was a silence while everyone was in thought. Then Merrill said, "We could get them alone together. Then they wouldn't have any choice but to talk." Isabela smiled at the elf.
"That's a great idea, Kitten! But how are we gonna get them alone in the same room?" She asked.
"I've got an idea," Varric said. Then leaned in and started to whisper, "So all we need to do is..."
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"Haaawwwwke!" Isabela yelled up the stairs. It was late afternoon, and it was also Hawke's day off. Or so he thought. Isabela quietly giggled to herself. Her, Varric, and Merrill had spent all night planing on how this whole thing would go. She wondered if she would ever be back to normal. "Haaaaawwwwke!" She yelled again. and when no answer came, she huffed. She saw Hawke's mother come down the stairs. "Hello, is Hawke home? by any chance?" She asked. Leandra looked her way, and stopped at the bottom of the stairs.
"Um.." Leandra took in the state of Isabela. Along with her cloth's. Even though she already knew Isabela, she never really approved of the cloths she wore. "He is home, actually. He is talking with another one of his friends in the library." When she saw Isabela smile like that, she wondered what her son did while he was away.
"Oh? Which one?" Isabela asked. Giggling on the inside.
"Messer Anders." She said. Isabela frowned.
"Well, they won't mind if I just walk in." She said. Walking over to the door. She heard Leandra sigh and walk away. She had her hand on the doorknob when she heard arguing. So, instead of bursting through the door, she slowly opened it enough that she could see the inside of the room.
"Hawke, you cant be serious!" Anders yelled. Hawke was holding a book in his hand. And she could see the almost bored look on his face.
"Oh, come on Anders. I give all of my friends gifts. So what's wrong with giving Fenris a simple book?" That made Isabela smile. Knowing that Hawke wasn't completely hopeless.
"Whats WRONG Hawke, is that Fenris hates everything!" Anders yelled.
"That's not true. Fenris very much loves wine." Hawke said through a laugh.
"Your insane, Hawke."
"Last time i checked, i was more sane then you. But then again, that was three years ago. So living here for so long could have made me slightly mad." Hawke said with a cheeky smile.
Anders sighed. "I just don't understand why you bother with him."
"He needs friendship. or he'll never know how to live as a true free man does." Hawke said, turning to the door. Isabela started to think she was gonna get found out before Anders yelled out.
"But it seems to me that you want more then just friendship with him." Hawke stopped walking. And Isabela noticed his eyes widening, then going back to there normal size. He turned around with a smile.
"Why would you think that?" Hawke asked. Anders just glared at him. And Isabela thought this would be a good time to step in. She opened the door with a large BANG!
"Haaaawwwke!" She said, taking in there startled expressions. Hawke stared at her, then smiled.
"It seems its time to change the locks." He said. Shaking his head.
"I didn't break in this time. Bodahn let me in. Now, i hate to interrupted you twos little 'love fest', but Varric says hes heard of a slaver base. I'm here to get you so we can go get rid of that little problem." She said. Hawke face turned serious. Then back to his normal smile.
"Lovely. Well, Iv got nothing better to do." He said. Putting the book he was holding in his pack. "Where are we going?"
Isabela smiled. "In lowtown. Varric found this abandoned house that's now being used for a slave holders den." She said. "Who do you suggest we take along?"
"We should probably take Varric, since he knows where it is. Anders, because we may need healing. And..." Hawke thought for a moment. Then Isabela said,
"We should also take Fenris. We need a tank, and eye candy." Hawke nodded with a laugh.
"That would probably be best. My armors in my room, you two wait in the entry hall." He said. Then walked out the door, and up the stairs.
Anders and Isabela walked to the entry hall. Anders looked at Isabela, and noticed her smile. "What are you smiling about?" He asked.
"Oh, nothing." She said. The smile only growing wider.
"O...k..." He said.
It took awhile for Hawke to get down. When he finally did, Isabela noticed he had fixed up his hair so the strand's that were out of place were now back on the top of his head. They left Hawke's mansion so they could go to get Fenris. They saw that Varric had come to meet them outside. This is bound to be fun Isabela thought, as they walked over to Fenris' Mansion.
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Fenris was staring into the fire. Mindlessly drinking. He decided he would just stay home all day, and try to relax. Considering Hawke didn't need him for anything today. So, he just sat on a chair in merely his leggings, watching the fire die. He was starting to drift asleep. So he didn't notice the sound of his front door opening, and the sound of voices. He closed his eyes. Almost asleep, until a hand Started lightly slapping his cheek. He swatted the hand away, Hoping it would leave him alone. But it didn't. When it continued to slap him, he grabbed the hand, and snapped his eye's open. to find a startled Hawke. He glared at the man, and let the hand go.
"What do you want?" Fenris asked the man. While sitting up a little straighter.
When Hawke had entered the room, he thought he would find the elf just sitting down being broody like he always was. But to find him falling asleep, with only pant's on...Well, he just wasn't expecting it. It made him wonder how far those marking DO go. He instantly got rid of those thoughts...And what was with that tone in his voice?
"Down, Elf." Varric cut in. "We were just wondering if you wanted to help with something."
The Elf's attention went from Varric then to Hawke, then back to Varric. "It depends on what you all want."
Hawke then spoke, "Varric says he found a slaver den. We thought you'd want to help."
Fenris looked at Hawke. Then he looked at the others he seemed to have brought with him. He glared at the mage. Then he looked at Isabela. The first thing he noticed was her lingering look at the tattoo's going under his legging's. He sighed.
"I will help. But only if one, the pirate stops leering at me. And two, you get out so i can get my armor on without the lingering glances." He said. Hawke nodded.
"Aww, that's unfair. I wanted to watch those muscles clench and unclench. Ohh, it gives me shivers just thinking about it." Isabela said. Fenris got off of his chair, and started pushing them out.
"I said, out." He said. Closing the door behind him.
They all went down the stairs to wait at the door.
"A little pushy, isn't he? And what was with his tone when he spoke to Hawke." Anders said. A bit angerly
"Now, now, Blondie. Elf just has a bit of trouble knowing how to treat friends." Varric said. Trying to calm the mage.
Fenris had his armor on, and his sword slung over his shoulder. He was desending the stairs when he overheard the conversation going on.
"Heh, you'd think he'd understand by now. With all the time hes been a 'Free man' he should know bloody well enough how to treat other people." He heard the Abomination say.
He heard someone sigh. "You just think that because hes so harsh on mages." It was Isabela he heard.
"Well, for all the stuff Hawkes done for him he could be a little bit nicer. And yet, he still treats Hawke with as much respect he does me."
Fenris walked slower, considering everything. Then he heard, "Lets just go kill those slavers, ok? I'm not in the mood to listen to arguing." Hawke said. Fenris sighed, and walked to where the others were. When they were ready, they walked out. Fenris decided he would just ignore anything they said, and spend this time thinking.
Because nothing is better then to have a little think about Everything.
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Hehe! :) I have done it! Time to go give the mind some rest ^- ^'
Anyway, there will be another chapter soon! i kinda made this without thinking that far ahead. But i am sure i will be able to do this! I've already got an idea for the next chapter, and i did think about how they were going to get Hawke and Fenris alone together. I hope you guys enjoyed this!
Cya!