This was a prompt on dragon kmeme.

The prompt : Because we've seen tiny versions of lots of characters, and this anon would like to continue to see tiny versions of more characters! Don't care how it happens, but I would love to see a little Izzy. I can totally pricture her being a complete, but entirly loveable, brat. Authoranon can have my heart and soul if Sebastian is the one who has to look after her, and she causes all sorts of mayhem in the chantry (looking up sister's skirts, sliding down the railing of the stairs, hiding in the confession box and scaring the bejesus out of people coming to confess, painting silly faces on andreaste's statue, and otherwise terrorizing everyone.) all the while Sebastian is attempting to keep her under control.

This was my take on it. Hope you enjoy it. Note the name I gave Isabela's daughter, Nerina, means sea nymph. Thought that was appropriate for Isabela.

Sebastian

I don't know how it happened. I don't know why she thought I should be the one left with the wee angel. No, more like wee devil. How could anyone so sweet looking cause so much trouble?

My day had started off fairly typical. Fenris coming by, pretending he wasn't listening to the Chant. Pretending he was simply readjusting his leggings as he knelt in prayer. Hawke breezing through looking for him, off to some unknown adventure. Again. Without me. Maker, but sometimes I wished I wasn't confined by the vows.

Then something odd happened. For a moment I held my breath, fearful the world was going to end, or the Maker would rain down holy fire and burn the chantry to the ground. Isabela walked into the Chantry. On her own accord. Without Hawke dragging her here for some mission or another.

I smiled as I spotted the wee one behind her. Little Nerina was an absolute doll. I hadn't been around the child much. Her Auntie Merrill being her primary caretaker. But I had noticed Merrill hesitating by the back of the Chantry when Hawke came through hunting Fenris.

None of us knew who the father was. And only Aveline was brave enough to keep pressing her about it. I had a sneaking suspicion I knew who the father was. For the child shared the same eyes of her Auntie Hawke. And the fair skin. I had a feeling the flirtatious nature of Carver and Isabela had finally gotten to a more…intimate level. Not that I would dare to broach the subject. I wasn't so sure Hawke would take too kindly Isabela seducing her brother. Or if the rumors were true, her sister as well.

I smiled and bent down to address the small girl who looked up at me with lyrium blue eyes. "To what do we owe this unexpected pleasure? It isn't often I get to see wee Nerina." The little girl ducked her head shyly and clung to her mother's far too short top…dress…whatever that scrap of fabric was that she insisted on wearing.

"Well, then today is your lucky day, Uncle Sebastian." Isabela smiled at me. I felt the first inclining of fear when she emphasized uncle. I should have run then. If I had only known what was going to happen… "You are going to get to spend a lot of time with her. You're such a treasure. I don't know why Hawke just doesn't make you leave the Chantry and keep you locked up in her room for days on end." She kissed my cheek and began backing away. "Bye, Angel. Be good for Uncle Sebastian. I'll be back for her later."

"Isabela…wait!" I yelled totally confused by what had just happened. Isabela blew me a kiss and disappeared out the door. I looked down at the child who was looking up at me. She seemed impossibly small and fragile now that I was supposed to be looking after her. I rubbed my face worriedly. What was I supposed to do with her? She was what, three? Four now? What did you do with a toddler anyway?

"Well, what do we have here? A new friend, Sebastian?" Elthina asked coming closer to smile at the small girl. The girl gave her a shy smile and then clung to my leg. Some of my fear dissolved as she looked up at me with those big innocent eyes. Eyes that reminded me far too much of a woman who was plaguing my mind of late. But they were eyes I knew and loved. How hard could this be to watch her?

I lifted her up and snuggled her into my arms. She threw hers tightly around my neck and buried her face in them. "This is Nerina. Isabela's daughter. Apparently I'm keeping her today."

Elthina patted my arm. "Well, good luck with that then. I do believe there were some new toys donated yesterday. Why don't you take her and let her find something to play with?"

I was on my way to do just that when Hawke burst back in the Chantry. She glanced around wildly and then locked eyes with me. She hurried towards me.

"Is everything alright?" I asked as I glanced at her hound, Bandit who was vibrating with happiness as he looked at Nerina. Nerina squealed and wiggled out of my arms to throw hers around Bandit's neck.

"I was about to ask you the same thing. I can see the Chantry is still standing so you must not have had her long." Hawke said giving me a smile.

"Nerina?" I asked looking down puzzled at the adorable little girl who had her mother's pretty face and was crawling all over the large dog.

"That would be the one. I came to rescue you." She smiled at the two of them as they played on the ground.

"Rescue me?"

"Nerina can be a…bit of a handful." Hawke said slowly.

"Are you suggesting I can't handle a wee child?" I asked frowning at her.

"I'm suggesting handling Nerina might be a bit of a challenge." She said trying to be diplomatic. "I thought I would grab her and take her off your hands."

"Weren't you on some mission?" I asked.

"Well…yes, but…"

"I can handle her, Hawke."

"Sebastian…" She said with a sigh. I narrowed my eyes at her. "Alright, you win. Just…don't say I didn't warn you. I'll leave Bandit here with you. She loves him. And he can keep up with her. If it gets to be too much go to my house. Sandal and Orana are really good with her."

"I've got this." I shooed her. She sighed and shook her head.

"There is something…appealing about a man taking care of a child." She gave me that teasing look that drove me insane and then knelt down to Nerina.

"Rina, be a good girl for Uncle Sebastian, okay?"

"Kay." She said and noisily kissed Hawke's cheek. Hawke let her go and she rushed back to Bandit.

"We shouldn't be long." She promised.

"Go on, woman. I've got this." Little did I know those would be famous last words.