So here is chapter two. Thank you all for the follows, favorites, and reviews. So enjoy and remember to review at the end.

As the group made their way into the deep underbelly of Kirkwall, Anders made the group take a detour into dark town to check on Hawke's condition in his clinic, despite her pleas. Anders had already given her three potions and checked her forehead for a fever twice. While Hawke appreciated her friends concern, she was slightly annoyed by his actions. Fenris in the meantime, watched her from a distance, his eyes never leaving her. Every time Anders toughed her, Hawke saw Fenris tense, as if slapped, and clench his fists. Her whole group was all worried about her condition; they were not used to seeing their fearless leader appear week and needing help. While this did not make them think any less of her, it only made them more concerned for her. Hawke dismissed it as nothing, even though she had already stopped several times coughing her lungs out.

By the time the team made it to Ander's clinic, Hawke looked pale and sick. The group quickly led her into the safe heaven. While Hawke was seated into one of the chairs, Anders went to go and collect the tools he needed.

"You don't look so good, sweet thing. But lucky for you I happen to know how to get rid of the sickness and replace it with so much pleasure." Isabella was teasing but Hawke could hear the concern hidden in her friend's voice.

"I'm sure you do." Hawke chuckled weakly and quietly added so only Isabella could hear, "I'm fine Bella, truly."

"You better be," Isabella muttered back.

Just then Anders came back with his equipment and began to examine Hawke while Fenris watched from the side, clenching and unclenching his fists until the examination was over.

"Well," Anders started, "you have a fever and your throat is really dried out. It's just a simple cold and you should get better soon, but what you need right now is to relax in your bed for a couple of days and drink plenty of water. I can give you this," he held out a small purple potion, "it will help with your cough but you still need rest and lots of it."

"Anders you know that I can't stop and rest now, there is just so much going on right now! The Arishok is on the verge of attacking the city, there is a crazy elf on the loose and I have to be right in the middle of everything so I can fix it."

"You're not going to get much better if you don't relax and take it easy."

"This city is not going to wait around for me to get better and I have to be here when things happen, how else do you think I will save the day," exclaimed Hawke. "Right now we are going to find that damn elf."

"Hawke, stop being so bloody stubborn and listen to Anders," demanded Aveline.

"Aveline you know as well as I do that I have to fix everyone's shit, face it this city needs me."

Aveline rolled her eyes and walked outside to get some fresh air. Hawke knew her friend was just worried about her, but spending days in a bed with nothing to do did not sound fun to Hawke.

Hawke's eyes wandered over to Fenris, who sat with his arms crossed over his chest and his eyes were glued to her. He was watching her as if he expected her to fall over couching any minute now. He walked over to where she was sitting.

"Hawke are you sure about this? I believe that the abomination may be right this time."

"I'll be fine Fenris, you all worry too much. I am unbeatable, I'm not going to have a small cold kick my ass, and I have faced much worse." Hawke smiled up at Fenris to reassure him that she was fine. Fenris, however, did not look convinced. He looked at her one last time before shaking his head and walking back to the corner to continue brooding.

"Alright then, if everyone is done doubting me, let's go find us an elf."

Hey I know this chapter is still a little short, but it seemed like a good place to end the chapter. I hope you all enjoyed chapter two. Please leave a review; I love to read what you think of my story. Thank you all for reading my story.

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