Authors note: I never understood why Gorion didn't take Imoen with them,

*BGII SPOILER ALERT*

Seeing as she's a Bhaalspawn as well and all, wouldn't HER life be in danger as well?

Thank you for the review Hidden-Treasure! I think your enthusiasm has outdone my own! So, just because it's Christmas tomorrow and I am stuck at home with the day off work... here's the next chapter! Beware the fluff monster!

Teammates

The sun shone brightly, assaulting Asharia's eyes as they fluttered open. Raising a hand to shield them, she attempted to stand, and failed, collapsing in a heap. Too weak... Maybe I'll just stick to sitting for a moment.

She managed this, and, squinting from the brightness of the sun, examined her surroundings. Trees, a few hedges and a stone path leading to the East, though she could not see anyone, especially not...

Asharia felt tears welling up in her eyes, and scrubbed furiously at her face, willing them away, only to fail. In moments she was weeping, mourning the loss of Gorion. Gorion...

Asharia released a choked sob, the memory of last night's events coming to her mind. At the moment of danger, she had been ordered to flee the scene, and helplessly, she followed Gorion's final request, and ran into the nearby shrubbery, still able to see what was unfolding in the scene, only to witness her father's execution.

"Any final words, mageling?" The armoured fiend asked in a deeply sinister voice, as Gorion kneeled at the man's feet, a look of pride on his face.

"I may fall this day, demon, but I swear to you," Gorion's voice had a hint of steel to it as he replied, "that I will be avenged!"

He looked to the shrubbery and met Asharia's eyes for little more than a moment, and she noted the look of love and respect tinged with hope twinkling in his eyes. She nodded her silent reply and prepared herself for the onslaught.

Asharia breathed deeply and exhaled a shuddering breath, the sorrow in her heart replaced with anger and vengeance. The man that had killed her father had been large indeed; how could Gorion expect her to avenge him by killing this man? Impossible hope filled her heart. I swear I will avenge you father. Even if it would cost me my life..

He had suggest he find his friends, who would be more than willing to help; perhaps they would help her in her quest?

A hand on her shoulder brought her thoughts to a halt, and she jumped up suddenly, standing and drawing her twin swords.

"Whoa WHOA! It's just me, Imoen!"

Jaheira grew restless, pacing the room with one hand behind her back while she chewed on the nails of the second.

Even Khalid's faith had been tested; It had been three days since they had last heard from Gorion, and the both of them, especially the former, had been growing on edge. Finally, Khalid spoke.

"D-Dear, come and sit with me a m-moment?"

His wife snapped her head to regard him. The dark circles under his eyes told her that he needed rest, they both did. Neither of them had rested properly since arriving, and it had gotten to the stage where they were both so agitated they could not sleep.

"Y-You'll w-waste your e-e-e-energy by pacing so." He teased.

Sighing, she knew he was right, and sat next to her husband, leaning forward, fiddling with her fingernails, mumbling to herself. Khalid chuckled, and tucked a stray hair behind her ear.

"What, may I ask, amuses you?" Jaheira snapped, already knowing the answer. Khalid embraced her suddenly, and she sighed.

"You are, my love." He whispered, all traces of his stutter gone for the moment, "I always thought you looked adorable when anxious." He then kissed her on the cheek swiftly, "Have faith, I am sure they will be-"

At that moment, two female figures came crashing through the doorway of the Friendly Arm Inn. One elven, one human. The elf was holding her side, the blood flowing freely from her wound. People ceased their drunken antics to regard the pair with suspicion.

"Help! Somebody help us!" The human girl with dark hair cried, and Khalid gave his wife a knowing look, Jaheira nodding her response. Together they stood and approached the girls.

"Who-who are you?" The girl demanded, pointing her dagger at the two. Jaheira sighed and came closer.

"Jaheira is what I am called, and this is my husband Khalid. We have been expecting you."

Authors note: Okay, sorry for the shortness of the chapter, and drawing this out... I'm just setting things up!

I just LOVE Khalid and Jaheira, they have to be one of my FAVOURITE pairings!

Suggestions anyone? They do greatly help ya know ;)

And MERY CHRISTMAS ONE AND ALL!