A/N It has been awhile since I've ventured into the realm of fanfiction or anything that deals with fantasy. But BioWare broke me this time around and spawned so many plot bunnies that I'm daring to step away from my SciFi universe and into BioWare's playground.
Besides we need Ander/f!Hawke shippers are in need of some serious fluff/happy times.
The chapters, if you can call them that, will vary in size. So please bare with me. I end them where I feel it's natural.
Anyway, hopefully I don't stray too far away and wander into OOC territory.
All reviews are welcome… aside from flamers.
Chapter One
She was exhausted and soaked to the bone. Not to mention she had a fine layer of mud covering her from head to toe that made her feel just as miserable as the weather around her. The dark loose blouse and breeches she wore were plastered to her skin from the rain and mud. The two elements worked fantastically well with one another as they managed to keep a damp chill in her aching bones.
She wished she could shrug on her warm leather jacket but at the moment it was bundled in her arms being used as a makeshift barrier to keep an important package dry from this downpour she was stuck in.
Dry enough one can be in this sodden weather! She thought to herself rounding a corner near the Hanged Man.
She paused for a moment as she pushed her dirty blonde hair, which was even dirtier thanks to the mud that clung to each strand, out of her blue eyes and looked longingly towards the tavern. The loud drunken chatter spilled out into the dark street where the young woman stood. She could just imagine all of the wild stories and antics Varric and Isabella must be drumming up in that place and try and get her involved in them somehow. Perhaps a drinking contest which she would without a doubt fail with Isabella smiling smugly as she won hands down. She would even put up with the lame attempts of drunkards flirting with her just to feel the warmth of a fireplace on her skin again. However that was not the case as the lovely idea faded from her mind's eye when the buddle in her arms stirred and gave a soft mew.
She sighed to herself, ducked her head and hurried on towards her destination thinking about how exactly she got herself into this situation and hoping that this wasn't all for nothing.