Guess I forgot this in the first chapter but I might end up making the characters a little OCC. I apologize in advance but I find Fenris just a little hard to write. Probably because the personality I'm best at capturing is someone who is explosive, stubborn, short tempered, and cusses. A lot.

Also I forgot this.

Disclaimer: I don't own any part of dragon age 2 except for the copy in my Xbox and the guide lying next to it. Or Fenris. *pout*

Fenris POV

Since I had decided to take a different route the warrior, Hawke, would take her group and swing around to meet me at the front. As I circle around I realize no guards were in sight. Was Hawke experiencing the same? I decide to lean against a pillar and wait for her. I didn't have to wait long as she comes up the steps, blood spattered on her armor.

"Alright, the guards have been taken care of." She says as she wipes a scarlet drop from her cheek.

"Good, I haven't seen anyone exit or enter the house. Denarius could be expecting us though. Be careful, he's dangerous." As I speak she looks over to the estate and rolls her shoulders.

"Alright, let's go." Eager one aren't you? I think to myself as I follow behind her closely. Surprisingly the door was unlocked. I take in a deep inhale.

"DENARIUS! COME OUT, I AM NOT AFRAID OF YOU!" I shout into the seemingly empty house as I pull my sword over my shoulder. Without warning to her other teammates Hawke rushes towards the door and presses up against the wall then leans forward and swings it open gently.

"Watch out, there's some traps right over the threshold." The dwarf says as he walks up and bends down on one knee. A few clicks later and he stood up with a proud smile. "Done. Where would you be without me Hawke?"

She chuckles in reply. "Not here certainly. On second thought, probably here. I'd still be working for Athenril. But enough talk." Hawke eases into the room, the kitchen, cautiously then motions the coast was clear. As her hand wraps around the next door handle shades seep up through the floor. Without warning fireballs explode over my head, zeroing in on the shades. Damn I had been foolish; Hawke's sister was undoubtedly a Mage. It was easy to see from her cloths to the staff on her back, I wished I had noticed earlier.

Shaking my head I charge into the nearest shade only to have it slammed over by Hawke who flashed me a smile before she rolled over on the ground to reset her position. In no time the shades are defeated, lying in heaped remains at our feet. "Shades, Denarius would stoop this low." Apparently the Mage girl didn't like my comment. Hawke shifts through the piles and comes up with coins and random articles. She puts them in a pack and runs to the next room which immediately fills with more shades.

~ A few minutes later ~

Maker, this place was filled with demons. I still wasn't sure if this was part of the fade. Hawke motions me to walk next to her as we approach the last door. She gives me an exaggerated bow and I fling the door open to be set upon by, you guessed it, more shades. Bad thing was Denarius wasn't to be found. We make sort business of the creatures and I halt in the middle of the master bedroom.

"Looks like he escaped." Hawke says behind me, her armor chinking together as she looked around.

"Or he was never here. I assume he did leave some things of value behind, help yourselves. I... Need some air." I don't miss Hawke's stubborn but concerned look she gives me as I walk past but now that I didn't have her Mage sister fighting on my side I didn't feel all that safe.

Hawke's POV

I watch Fenris leave, wondering if he would be alright. Next to me Varric goes a little greed happy and starts rummaging through the chests in the room. "Somehow I don't think he likes me. What do you think it is Kazrine?" Bethany asks as she pokes the end of her staff at a book shelf.

"I don't know. You guys loot the place, I'm going to see if our client is okay." I glance over at Aveline who still didn't look happy about this little venture. Man that woman was impossible. Stepping carefully over broken decorations and other furniture I make it over to the door Fenris had taken. I could tell due to the foot prints left in the dust. He was just outside the door, leaning on one of the walls and looking at the moon.

"It seems I can't escape my past, even when it is to destroy it." He says quietly and I lean on the wall behind me, clasping my hands in front and crossing my legs.

"I you're talking about mages then, I hate to say it, you're not going to be able to get away from them. They're everywhere whether there's a circle nearby or not." His dark green eyes flick over to me and for a stray half second I could see pain. He shook his head lightly and his guard was back up.

"Mages are monstrosities. If it weren't for them then I wouldn't be in constant pain." He replies shortly and pulls himself off his wall. "But you and your group seem interesting enough. I guess I could stick around awhile longer, besides I owe you for this escapade." I shake my head with a smile.

"I'd love to have you in my party but you don't owe me anything." I say with a light chuckle, finding his baffled look just a little funny. And a bit attractive. Shaking my head at this thought I look back up and offer him my smile again. "If there's one thing you should know about me it's that I'll go to lengths to help people. Whether it be coinage or trying to find something or someone." As I finish speaking the rest of my crew comes out, Varric giggling a little as he patted the money bags now hanging from his waist. "Well, it's late and I'm going to go. Good night Fenris." With these words I head off into the night, trekking my way back to Low Town.

"What was that about? You know, when you were talking to the elf?" Bethany asks as the rest of my party draws away to go back to their homes.

"Fenris. I guess I sort of convinced him to join our party. He'll be useful considering both Aveline and I are defensive warriors and he works on the offensive." I say as I make my way to Gamlen's place. Bethany says something about me being too generous and I just wave it off.

~ One week later ~

I take a large inhale and angle my face upwards. "FENRIS!" I don't get an answer so I head to his door and let myself in. It was a large house, perhaps he hadn't heard me. Maybe he was still asleep, it was really early in the morning and he did tend to stay up late. Tip-toeing through the house I make my way up the stairs. Figuring he would be in the master bedroom that's where I head to first.

He was asleep in the bed, curled up next to his sword in case of a surprise attack. Getting down on my knees I prop my elbows on the end of the bed. After awhile I try to edge a little bit more forward, preparing to poke him. Just as I lower my finger onto a piece of unmarked skin his foot flies forward and hits me right in the face, nearly full force. A second after I sprawl backwards the prick of a blade meets my exposed neck. It disappears a moment later with a muttered curse.

"Damn it Hawke, don't touch me when I'm sleeping. Are you... alright?" I just laugh at his concerned tone and roll myself up off the floor. The right side of my face throbbed so I touch it gently.

"Nothings broken so I'm fine. If it comes down to it I'll probably just have a black eye. Sorry about touching you." I tug my armor back into place and dust it off, shaking my hair to get any dirt out. He still looks at me with concern then looks around the room.

"Where's everyone else? Unless you're current missions only need one other person." He says and I plop down on one of his benches.

"Nope, no missions or quests that need taking care of today. I've decided to go around to the team members and get to know then better. Yesterday I spent my time with Varric and a bit with Isabela but she was a tad bit busy. The day before I helped Aveline with paperwork and saw how Merrill and Anders were doing." He wears a thoughtful expression then looks back up at me.

"Since you live with Bethany you don't really need to get to know her better which leaves me as the last person in the group. Do you really want to spend the whole day in my company?" The pain in my face had subsided but came flaring back as I gave him a wide smile. Too bad he noticed my small wince. He sticks his hand out, ready to touch my face to really see if I had been truthful about saying nothing was broken, but he pulls it back almost immediately.

"I enjoy your company and it's alright to touch me." He sighs and shakes his head at my words.

"If I don't touch you just right then I'll end up hurting myself." I look at the bare sections on his arms, trailing my eyes over his markings.

"Let me guess, it has to do with your tattoos?" He frowns at me.

"They're not tattoos. They're lyrium brandings and yes, they do hurt when you touch them." Playing at being oblivious to his hostile response I slide a little closer to him as he sits down.

"So… how do you touch someone right? Ah, sorry, I wasn't supposed to let that out of my head. Silly me, thinking I know how to flirt." I laugh lightly, closing my eyes as I do so. Halfway into my laugh I feel something soft brush my cheek accompanied with something cold right above it. Killing my laughter I open my eyes and look over to see Fenris watching me carefully as he drew the side of his finger over my face.

"I'm quite interested in what's in your head. And you can't be any worse at flirting than me." I give his words a crooked smile.

"So, what do you want to do today?" I ask as he pulls his hand away, leaving a light blush on my face which I quickly hid by turning my head and standing up.

"I don't know, what do the others like to do?" He asks as he stands up as well.

"Well, Varric loves to tell stories or just to have someone there to hear him talk, Merrill likes to rant on her findings of the city, Isabela likes to drink and enjoys shagging, I usually let her off on her own, I help Anders with his patients by running around ordering potions from my contacts, Aveline likes to talk about work, and Bethany likes to go on walks outside the city." We move towards the door as I speak and I glance over at him as we reach his front door. He was wearing a thoughtful look, like he was thinking about what he should say before he spoke, unlike me who spewed whatever came to mind.

"What do you like to do?" He asks as we step into the sunlight. Surprised I turn around to face him.

"What?"

"I asked what you like to do. You told me what everyone else enjoys doing so what about you?"

I find myself searching for an answer. What did I really enjoy? Well, I liked working on my fighting techniques but that was a one person thing. I also liked going out of my way to do things for others. Was there anything else? "I don't know. I guess not a whole lot."

"Since you like doing it so much with me why don't you just talk?" At this I laugh lightly.

"Bethany says I like talking just a little too much." He frowns and my laughter dies out.

"Really, because you seem more like a listener than someone who talks too much. Besides, I like the sound of your voice." He looks up at a murder of crows on a nearby roof as he speaks. I let loose a laugh which startles them into flight. "What now?" He asks, turning back to me.

"I just thought you said you weren't any good at flirting?" He seems to bristle at this and starts walking away only to turn after a few paces.

"Well, do you want to spend the day with me or not?"

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