Crying, crying, and more crying were all I heard opening my eyes I rubbed my forehead. "Please stop." I said trying to roll so I face down in my pillow but I ran into a pillow. A chuckle made it to my ears and I looked up to see Anders holding a baby who seemed upset. "You could help to stop the crying." He said cocky.

"Or you could before I set your balls aflame." He sighed sitting on his side of the bed leaning on the headboard. He held a glass bottle to his lip and the boy started to drink it making him be quite. "See that wasn't hard." I told Anders in a told you so way. "I wanted you to feed him so you could be persuade by his charm to keep him." I looked up at him dully.

"Or I could feed him and you cuddle with him later." He said smiling nervously. I sighed sitting up looking at them both, Anders was looking down at the boy smiling and the boy seemed happy and gave a little kick. My heart broke a bit, Anders seemed so content, so himself. At peace he just wanted a little someone.

He looked back at me with a smile. "Love, you need to get up. Isabela came by saying she needed you to see her at the Hanged man." He informed me he smiled down at the baby again making think what are we going to do with him. "Anders you have to go to the clinic and I am going out. Who is going to look after him?" he looked up at me. "Your Mother?"

My mother, the new noble women of Kirkwall look after a child. What did hell freeze over? "Um how about you take him with you to the clinic maybe you can find that nice family he needs." I smiled as sweetly as I could but it came more as a smart-ass smile.

"What if he get sick?" he asked worried, looking down at him worried he just held the bottle to his lips looking up at him with his cute brown eyes. "Than it's a good thing you're a healer. Or dose that only work on headaches when you are horny." I asked smiling. He chuckled nervously. "I guess it would be nice to spend more time with him." I nodded, getting up and getting read.

I did my hair in his waves and got my dark eye make up on a long with my dark pink almost red lipstick on before adding some oils to soften my skin, then pulling on tights then my short chainmail dress that showed off my breast nicely. Then my metal pointed boots. I turned to Anders who was talking to the boy who was laid on the bed as he pulled his robes on. "So how do I look?" I asked smiling spinning a bit.

He walked over to me smiling and pulled me by my waist to him. He kissed my neck rubbing my sides. "MM, you smell so good." He bite my neck making my giggle pushing him back with my hand that was on his bare chest. He had not gotten to the clasps at the top. "Down boy." He chuckled putting his hands up in defeat.

I made by way out of the room, "I will see you later tonight." He picked up the boy and walked over to me he kissed my lips before lifting up the babe. "He wants a kiss from his new mommy." He gave me a hopeful smile this was awkward. I kissed his forehead and left feeling so weird, I couldn't tell if it was a good weird like when you have your first crush or bad weird like when you have gone to long without being attacked.

I made my way down to the Hanged man, I said hello to some of the merchants. When I got there I couldn't help but laugh that bad writer trying to get Isabela to got to the bad with really bad lines, I walked to her. "Hey sexy, you got a problem?" I asked leaning on my hip she looked around to me. "Hawke, thank goodness you're here."

She blow off the guy thinking he would get the message. She went over to one of the tables so of course I fallowed. "So what did you need?" she shrugged, getting out some cards. Dealing them out and I just laughed she couldn't just say 'I enjoy spending time with you because your make me swoon at your sexy voice.' Of course not.

We had been drinking and playing card game after card game Varric had found us and joined in and after some more games he looked up at me after he had picked up a card. "So what has you in such a lovely mood?" I could tell he was joking because of the overly happy way he said it. I rolled my shoulders, I didn't want to explain that Anders was trying to play house.

"Anders?" how did she know? She was scary sometimes it made wonder if she didn't have spies like Varric. After a moment I put my cards down and rubbed my eyes. "He is just making my life so, hard. You would think he would stop playing the hero mage and just be a normal apostate." this made Varric chuckled. "And what would a normal apostate be?" he had a point but still most apostates didn't try to draw attention to themselves.

"o what did the mage do?" I heard from behind me I looked back and saw Fenris. Isabela winked at him before patting the spot between her and me. "Sit here sweet thing." I laughed she kept trying to find ways to make him blush and so far she had been failing. He got in the seat before taking a pint of one of the many beers in front of us.

Putting my elbow on the table and then my head in my palm I sighed. "He brought home a baby." I heard Fenris chuckle. "And you were worried about cats." I would take his ugly cats that had half their tails gone over a baby. "You cant blame him Hawke." Varric said smiling at me.

Fenris grabbed my cards and played for me. I looked over at him confused; of course I could blame him. "And why not?" he smiled up at me before taking a drink. "How old is Anders?" I sighed; trying to think about it he was much older than me my mother had asked me about it he was at least ten years my senior.

"I don't know at least ten years older then me. Why?" I asked moving to take a drink as well. "Hawke, Anders is at an age where a man wants less form life, he wants to come home hug his little girl, have dinner with his family then make love to his wife. "

"That sounds nothing like Anders." I pointed out; it was all about mages nothing more or less. "Think of it this way if he has to take care of a child then he wont be worried about mages, or freeing them." Isabela pointed out, I never thought about that.

"And it may clam you down too." Fenris said making me give me a 'just try to explain that' look. He just smiled his cool, clam smile. "Hwake you're not really a sensible person." Varric told me I rolled my eyes; I was very sensible person when I wanted to be. So they had somewhat of a point.

"And you wont have to get fat!" Isabela yelled in her two bits. We all looked at her like she was crazy. "What? You don't have to have the baby all the work is done for you." She shrugged putting her feet in the empty seat between her and Varric. I sighed as they started up about some other things mostly picking on Isabela.

When I got him I was shocked to find Anders home reading to the boy. I couldn't keep calling him 'the boy' he needed a name no madder what. Anders was on the floor as he read his manifesto to the boy. "So what you think?" he asked him smiling at him. The boy looked unhappy for a moment and tried to grab the paper away from him. "Hey that's not nice." Anders said pulling it away from him.

I laughed making myself known. "I agree completely, little man." I sat down in front of the baby. Anders glared at me. "You should listen to me. You're a mage!" I picked up the boy thinking of what to call him. Anders could yell at me about how the mages needed to be free later.

"I was thinking Malcolm after my father." He stopped and looked at me as I watched the boy who was playing with the locket again. "He keeps playing with his locket and he may look like Carver some but I see more of my father in him." Anders walked up and rapped his arms around my waist. "I think that's a great name." he kissed my neck as we watched him play.