Sleep came easy to me this night, I had not crossed any problems today helping Isabela with your latest lead, that ended with us in the Hanged man drinking the crap they called beer. She and I were a lot a like. Other than the fact that I had magical habits and she had two shiny sticks. But other than that we were pretty much a like. Both liked getting action, in all ways we could and we loved the spot light in different ways. I was more the wingman to her sexual needs and she was mine in a more well backing me up way.
"Hawke?" I heard Anders the annoying mage, with a big mouth and an even bigger rode up his ass call my name from the doorway of bedroom. "Love, I need your help, please stop acting to be asleep."
Groaning I stood up and walked over to my desk grabbing the robe that was on the back of the chair. It was silky and white. I tied it as I walked away from my nice warm bed. I closed the door to our room as I looked around he was not waiting around in the upper area of the house so I moved to the lower parts.
"Anders?" I asked rubbing the sleep out of my eye, looking around I saw a light coming from the study. I walked in and saw Anders leaning over a table. He must have heard me because he turned around and smiled at me. "Love, thank you for getting up." he gave me that, I adore you look which made me forget that I was upset about getting up.
"What do you need Anders?" I asked pulling the robe more around me, it was winter and you could feel it in the air. "Well one of my patients needs help, but I find I am not at the moment able to tell what is wrong with him." I wanted to kill him, he got me up in the middle of the night, to go down to his dirty old clinic to help some old refugee.
"No, I am not going to the clinic at Maker knows what hour, besides you're the better healer." He gave me a sad look it remind me of the first time he had asked for my help. I told him I would rather take on a darkspawn then a Templar. He had tried to reason with me and felt that part coming up.
"He is here, and love in this matter you would be far more skilled than I." I wanted to freeze his balls off; he brought someone to our house, they would start thinking this was Anders expanding. Let me go light up the lantern now.
"Fine, where is he? If its some creeper or Fan your ass is sleeping in the study." I warned putting my hand on my hip annoyed with not only him, but myself of course I would help Anders asked me too and even if I didn't like what he stood for I still knew the clinic was a good thing and he was doing some good.
He smiled turning around he picked up something off the table he had been at. "I think he is a big fan." He held up a small bundle that started to laugh. Anders walked over to me and held the child of about 7 or 8 months in his arms. The child had light brown eyes, and a slop of brown hair on his head. I couldn't help but smile and go get the child form him. "O my, hello little one." I said putting a finger on his nose. I looked up and Anders was smiling at the both of us.
"What's his name?" I asked looking back at the cute baby. He was not too chubby but not thin. He seemed to be a happy baby. I looked up at Anders when he didn't answer he rubbed the back of his neck. "Well, I am not sure. He was left at the clinic his mother left a note and everything."
I felt my whole body stiffen, he was not bring home abandoned children, with a clinic I could raise hell children were defenseless and they didn't do anything to anyone. I looked back at the boy he seemed to have found fathers locket. O my what would mother say waking up to a random baby in the house?
"Anders I know you want to keep him, but he is not ours." I tried to bring him down gently he never liked hearing 'no'. He started to glow when I said it. He smiled up at me. I could see the hope in his eyes.
"But the note said, he won't be safe with his real mother and asked for me to find him a loving home away from the Templers. And look at him Love, he looks kind like Carver and I think he has my eyes." I looked at Anders shaking my head. "Away from Templers?" I asked not liking where I knew this was going.
"Well the mother expressed her fear of him being a mage because." He moved around a bit nervous. "She is a mage. And who better to raise a little mage other than us too well skilled mages?" I rolled my eye shifting my weight to my left hip.
"The Templers." I answered dully like what kind of question was that. They were there to help mages of all kinds even little babies once, if they got an age where they didn't show any magic abilities then they would be Templers. He should know how this works.
"Then think of it this way, if he is not a mage then we get to have a family just like we talked about." I remembered when Anders and I talked about a family it was when we first started to live together it was just a cute idea nothing we could bring into the world being that we were both mages.
"Anders there is other ways to have a family." I pointed out if I got him to see life was not hopeless than maybe he would let me take this child in. "No. We together can never have children Hawke." He said it so dead, disappointed and over all sad. "What are you talking about Anders?"
He looked me in the eye he seemed to be having an internal conflict. That was nothing new but it was normally about mages and Templers, not babies and families. "My Love, Grey Wardens can't have kids." I blinked at him for a moment. So my brother was never going to have kids.
So being a Grey Warden saved his life but he wont get to have one because of it. "What else don't Grey Warden do?" I asked angry which our young guest seemed to get upset about my tone so I tried to comfort him by swaying. Anders looked away not wanting to get into it.
"I can't tell you Hawke." He told me this line before. When I had asked about Carver and what his new life would be like. "But what madders is we can change this one little boys life. And make our lives so much more wroth living," he smiled at me so hopeful again.
I looked down at the young boy he was starting to lean on me with his eyes closing. He needed some rest. We could fight later right now she needed to get him laid down. "We will talk more in the morning. He needs sleep." Anders smiled at me like I had just freed a group of mages or something.
"Thank you Hawke." He said I rolled my eye walking up stairs, he started to fallow me and I turned around to look at him like he was crazy. "What are you doing?" I asked kind of bitchy. "Going to bed." He said confused.
"Not in our room, I said no fans and according to you he is a 'big fan' your ass is down here." I said turning around with a smile on my lips as I walked up the stairs with the boy almost asleep on me. "Good night Anders." I said sweetly as I closed the door to our room. All I heard was some grumbles.