Chapter 2

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Hawke… Hawke… Hawke! That is the only thing Fenris could think of the entire time throughout the fight. She was being overwhelmed by those slavers, and Fenris couldn't get around the barrier of men that were surrounding him.

"Varric, I need a little help!" Fenris blocked an incoming blow from an axe and was struggling. Wait! Hawke is calling for help? That woman never calls for help! That stubborn pig headed woman!

"I'm coming Hawke! Just hang in there!" Varric! Fenris crammed his neck as far as he could, begging for a view of Hawke to make sure she was alright. Suddenly, she fell, Hawke backed up too far and a slaver used that to his advantage and forced her off; Fenris snapped, a guttural roar tore through him as rage gave him a second wind of strength. The lyrium in his skin resonated through him and he felt stronger than before, he rushed every single slaver to get to Hawke. His mind disconnected from his body as he rushed past Varric chopping and hacking a bloody pathway to get to her. Fenris singled out the one man that had been the one to push her, crushing the man's skull. Gore painted his body but he ignored it and continued on towards Hawke. Everything seemed sluggish; his body acted on pure instinct and his mind was desperately trying to catch up. Fenris couldn't see Hawke above the water. She's drowning! Did they manage to wound her? His mind swam with fear. Not waiting another moment, he leaped into the water.

In Tevinter, when Danarius went to check on his shipment of "property" Fenris was always required to come for… special means. Danarius frequently made trips to Saharon by boat and some of the recent property that he received would often try to run away by jumping ship and trying to swim as fast as they could. Fenris' job was to then swim after them and kill them in any excruciating way possible, to make them shriek. After they die, he was required to tear their limbs apart, and let the limbs float up to the boat. All for display, to show the other slaves and possible magisters, that nothing would be tolerated. Swimming was one skill that was useful to him throughout his life; it has saved him many a time.

Now he was going to save his Hawke. Fenris caught sight of her beneath the water, she appeared to be unconscious. Little wisps of bubbles coming from her throat. Fenris kept pushing down through the water, his limbs burning with a tired ache. Kevesh! I'm beginning to tire! With one last push he grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him, wrapping his arm around her waist, pulling her flush against his frame. Fenris struggled to get his weak body towards the surface, to save Hawke.

Finally breaking the surface, Fenris sucked in a vast amount of air, panting as his lungs ceased to burn. Fenris looked down at Hawkes unconscious form, her usually flushed lips were turning blue, he needed to hurry and get to the shore. Somehow managing to reach the beach, Fenris carried her to the higher ground before collapsing on his knees. He placed Hawke on the ground and put his ear to her mouth, she wasn't breathing. Fenris heard stomping and he recognized it as Varric with Aveline hot on his heels. They kneeled down opposite to Hawke's unconscious form.

"Is she alright?" Aveline asked, hovering over her limp body.

"She's not breathing." Varric muttered, wondering what the elf was going to do.

Fenris began pumping her chest, trying to re-start her heart. Placing his mouth over hers he exhaled, and then resumed pumping. Nothing was working. Fenris began to pump faster and continued to breathe for her lungs.

"Fenris…" Varric murmured not looking at him, sadness coating his face. Quickly Fenris began tearing off his gauntlets, when his arms and hands were bare of armor he brought a clenched fist to his face and began to glow.

"I will not allow this Hawke…" Fenris dove into Hawkes chest and gripped her heart, and sent a shockwave through her. Hawkes body bucked and her eyes shot opened and she gulped air. Fenris quickly removed his hand and held onto her body and let her cough out the water trapped in her lungs.

"Thank god… Fenris, that was… remarkable." Aveline murmured.

Relaxing in Fenris' arms, Hawke began breathing normally. But being in the soaked mage robes she began to shiver from the icy water.

"Hey Fenris… you know what?" Hawke snickered weakly. "I think I have to buy you a drink…" she whispered before she passed out from fatigue. Fenris couldn't help but smile at Hawke, only she could make a joke in the face of death.

"Stubborn woman…" Fenris said, picking her up bridal style. "Come on we need to get her home." Without any other words, the three of them headed for Kirkwall, determined to get Hawke to safety.

Slowly regaining consciousness, Hawkes eyes fluttered open; she glanced around realizing she was in her bed. Remembering all that had happened she grumbled at herself. I'm such an idiot! Falling off that stupid cliff and almost drowning, if Fenris hadn't saved me… ugh I don't even want to think about it. Yawning Hawke shifted in her bed and inhaled happily. My nice comfy bed… She started to snuggle back into the sheets, but the familiar creak of the bedroom door opening made her glance up. Fenris was standing there, his hair damp and unruly, wearing really baggy clothes obviously not his. They looked strangely familiar… He began nervously shifting in his place.

"Forgive me; my armor was wet so Oriana said I could borrow these. I think they were your brothers." Fenris explained, running his hand through his hair. Hawke couldn't help but smile at the image, Carver, who was now with the Templars, had left some of his clothes because they were too small. Seeing Fenris wear them, and the shirt being too big for the well-built elf was an endearing sight.

"Hawke, I have a question, if I may ask?" Fenris asked, snapping Hawke out of her trance. Feeling stupid for staring, Hawke nodded and patted the spot next to her. He padded over to the bed and sat by her.

"When we brought you home we had that… abomination check on you to make sure you didn't receive any wounds to cause your drowning. He said you had none, which made me think…" Fenris trailed off. "Are you unable to swim?"

Hawke started to blush from embarrassment,

"No…" She said glancing away "but it's not like I have not tried! One time, my father tried to get Carver to teach me, but when I got into the water, I was so scared I started to discharge electricity from my body, and we were in the water, Carver started screaming…" Fenris listened in amazement as she was babbling on about frying her brother in the water; he could just imagine a distressed Hawke and her brother scrambling out of the water to safety. She huffed, ending her story, looking to Fenris as if she were waiting for him to say something.

"Well since you're here, do you want me to explain to you more about reading? I was supposed to teach you today, right?" Hawke asked hopefully, wanting to spend more time with him, and change the subject. Teach… Fenris murmured in his head. That's it! Standing quickly, he looked at Hawke who had a puzzled look on her face.

"Excuse me; I… need to check on something." Without another word, Fenris left the room, leaving a very confused Hawke, alone in her bed.

Just a little bit of facts for you :)

Kevesh is one of the things Fenris says in the game when he is low on Stamina

(When I was writing this story I was listening to the song Carnival of rust, its really good, check it out if your interested)

Thank you for reading! ^.^ Dont forget to review! More chapters will be coming soon :3