this brings us to the end of Lost... well the 1977 version anyway... in case you werent sure, the Orlesians are the Dharma Initiative, Elissa is Kate, Zevran is Jack, Alistair is Sawyer, and Anora is Juliette, Felsi and Oghren are Rose and Bernard... and Morrigan is an evil Daniel Farrady lol

"And you are sure this will work?" Zevran asked Morrigan

"Positive" was her reply. The two were on the outskirts of the woods, facing the walls of Denerim.

"So I just throw it from something very high and it will detonate?" Zevran wasn't even quite listening to her, he was looking at the bomb, which looked nothing like he's ever seen before, at least not in Antiva.

"Yes, it will detonate on impact, but you must drop it from a high point." Morrigan was smirking at him as he examined the bomb.

"What sort of magic is this?" Zevran furrowed his brows and looked up at the swamp witch.

Morrigan looked quite amused at this sudden question "A very powerful magic. The time for questions is over now, we must hurry before it's too late."

"I can't let you do that" stated Elissa, as she, Alistair, and Anora walked past the last of the trees before the walls of Denerim.

"Why, when it will stop the Blight from ever happening, and you will all wake up three years ago safe and sound." Morrigan smiled

"Don't you talk to me of this, bitch!" Elissa hissed, eyeing Morrigan like the wolf eyes the rabbit "I know what you really want and I will not let you have it!" She grabbed her by the shirt, pulling the mage toward her and punching her in the face before getting shocked with a blast of lightening.

"You're a fool. Tis not what I want. You know nothing of what I want."

"Zevran, let's talk about this..." Alistair groaned, wanting to get as far away from this mess as possible.

"Fine, speak." Zevran stated, aloof.

"In private..." The King demanded, before leading Zevran away. Once they got to a safe distance, Alistair sat on a log, motioning Zevran to join him. "Just what did you fuck up so badly that you have to change it?"

"I had her!" Zevran yelled furiously "I had her and then I lost her."

"Elissa? Well she's right fucking there on the other side of those trees! Go get her!" Alistair yelled back, and was silenced by a well placed jab to the jaw.

"You want this bomb? Fine. Fight me for it." Zevran slid into a sweep, taking Alistair to the floor. Alistair tried to stand up, but was kicked in the face by a fine Antivan leather shoe. Alistair grabbed the assassin by the foot and flipped him over, then got on top of him and punched him in the face repeatedly.

"This is my city! You can't just come here with a bomb and think it will be okay!"

"Stop!" Anora screamed. "Stop this." Alistair got off the rogue and watched as he hobbled away.

"It's madness Anora! We need to stop it!" Alistair stood up, shaking his head.

"No, it's not. Let Zevran do his job" Anora said coldly

"Are you crazy now? Is it catching?" Alistair gasped, dumbfounded.

"I saw you look at her." Anora stared him straight in the eyes, unrelenting.

"I don't care who I was looking at, I'm with you!" Alistair stared straight back.

"And you would stay with me forever, and I will always love you for that." The Queen brought her hand to her forehead and looked down.

"Why are you doing this?" Alistair was hopelessly confused, he had known all women were crazy and confusing, but never like this.

"I love you, Alistair, but we just weren't meant to be together..." Anora put her hands on her hips and shook her head, trying to will the tears not to fall.

"What are you trying to say?"

"If I never met you, I would never have to lose you." Anora asserted, before turning back to the others, leaving a dumbfounded Alistair behind.

"So, have we reached a consensus?" Morrigan chuckled as Alistair and Anora came back.

"We're doing it." Anora replied cooly

"We... we're what? Are you all fucking insane!" Elissa screamed

"Darling..." Zevran started

"No! You don't get to 'darling' me! This is fucking insane. I can't. I wont." Elissa looked at all their faces, lingering when she got to Alistair's. "You... you're for this? You think this is a good idea?" Elissa watched him intently.

"Live together, die alone." Alistair said reflectively.

"Live together, die alone..." Elissa repeated "Okay, fine. Then lets get this over with."

Zevran held the bomb close to him as he approached the stone wall keeping them from the Chantry well. There were a few Orlesian guards pacing about, but nothing that couldn't be taken care of. Swiftly he dropped down, landing deftly on a guards shoulders and breaking his neck. Morrigan climbed over next, freezing the last two in place before she even landed. A swift stonefist shattered them, as Alistair, Anora and Elissa made their way over. More guards could be heard closer to where the marketplace was, but that wasn't Zevran's main concern at the moment. Silently, he and Morrigan made their way over to the well, and then motioned for the rest to do the same.

"No, you go right ahead and drop that bomb. I will wait right here and wake up in my bed three years in the past." Elissa rolled her eyes as she watched Alistair and Anora glance down into the well.

Zevran handed the bomb over to Morrigan and made his way to Elissa and grabbed her hands. "My love, if you don't want to do this..."

"Just do it." Elissa practically spat at him, tearing her hands from his "And don't touch me."

The elf shook his head at her and made his way back to the well. "Here's to waking up in Antiva, with Antivan wine, women and shoes." They all looked into the well as he tossed the bomb, waiting to hear it drop. Plop.

"You said this would work!" Zevran growled at Morrigan, his hands on his daggers.

"I... it should!" Morrigan cried out desperately. "Maybe this wasn't high enough?"

"Well I'm definitely not in Weisshaupt..." Alistair rolled his eyes

Footsteps were heard, a lot of them, and growing ever closer. Zevran's eyes widened as this could only mean one thing. "Son of a bitch..." he muttered, and did a double take as he saw Anora about to hurdle over the well.

Alistair grabbed her hand seconds before she jumped, and held onto her hanging. "What are you doing!" he yelled over the roar of the footsteps storming the city.

"I'm going to detonate it!" she screamed.

"Don't you DARE let go!" Alistair growled, trying to pull her up.

"I love you so much, Alistair..." Anora said as she let go, and at the bottom, bruised and barely alive, picked up a rock and hit the bomb eight times, not seeing the scared shitless looks of her companions as the roar got ever louder. And then it all faded to white.