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Here's the last chapter. It's pretty corny, but I'm a corny person :D. Bioware owns all!


Morning came. Sunlight peeked through the curtains, waking Varric. He yawned and stretched, feeling the warmth of Aura Cadash next to him. He smiled. It had been a very long time since he felt the comfort of waking up next to someone he loved.

Trying not to wake her, Varric crawled out of bed and tiptoed to his pile of clothing.

"You used to be a better sneak." Aura called out from the bed with a grin.

He turned towards her. "Inquisitor, you wound me! Maybe I just wanted you to wake up and see me." He crossed back over to her to place a soft kiss on her lips.

She returned his kiss with a grin. "Good try, but we have a lot to do today, and I need you on your A-game." She winked before swatting him away.

Varric bowed, "Of course Inquisitor, whatever you desire…" He lingered on the last word and Aura through a shirt at him. Varric laughed and began picking up his clothing. "Well, Aura, if we're being very official today, you'll need to wear something better than these rags." He tossed the shirt over a chair and leaned down over the chest at the foot of her bed. "How about…" he started as he dug through the clothes, then stopped.

Aura shot up out of bed. "By the stone, Varric! You aren't supposed to be in there!"

Varric looked over the lid at her. "Umm, Aura, what is Bianca doing in your chest?"

Aura flushed. "I, uh, I saw you threw her out, and I… well, I didn't want you to regret getting rid of it, so I tried to get her fixed. Apparently, no one could fix it, so I was trying to decide what to do."

Varric put the lid of the chest down and stood in front of Aura. "You didn't have to do that… though it does sound like something you would do." He kissed her cheek. "It'll make for a fine addition to my latest story about you."

Aura sighed, "Well, it would be a better story if I could've fixed it. That crossbow has meant a lot to you over the last few years, and I want you to be able to hold onto a least a little bit of your past. It makes you who you are…. and I like who are!" Aura was getting exasperated. "At best, we could use the pieces for something else, but I don't think that's good enough."

Varric smirked, "Actually, I think you might be onto something."


Varric placed the pieces of Bianca on the table as Aura spoke with Master Herrin. Herrin smiled and went through the pieces of Bianca and the pile of crafting materials that Aura had left. She went to speak with Herrin's assistant about pay while Varric lingered. He dropped two runes onto the pile and winked at Master Herrin before joining Aura.

They returned a week later to pick up the order. Two finely crafted daggers waited on them, but they looked different than the schematics that Aura had left. She looked quizzically at Varric as he grinned and tested out his new weapons.

"Varric, I don't understand, why are you so happy? These are different than what I ordered."

Varric admired the dagger and held it out for Aura. "Inquisitor, you didn't notice? Your schematics were missing one thing."

Aura just stared at the dagger. "There's the wood from Bianca - your past, and the dragon bones, your present, but what are these runes on the hilt?"

Varric turned the dagger so that Aura could read it. "It's called Auraglor- a water rune, Inquisitor." Aura's eyes met Varric's as he spoke. "You remembered my past and present, but the schematics were missing the last piece - my future."


Author note: I hope you guys enjoyed this little short-fic. It has been fun to write! Please comment below, and don't hesitate to give suggestions for future stories. Thanks for reading!