This loosely follows some of the DA2 story line using the characters, locations and some backstories, but not strictly. I have rated this M for mature for blood, strong language and sexual content. All comments are welcome. Thank you!

THREE

I awoke later that night and found that Fenris had fallen asleep at my side. I slid carefully from the bed and seeing that I could now stand a bit more steadily, I got up and quickly undressed, placing the dress on the chair closest to the bed and picked out the simple long tunic I preferred when I was at home from my closet but did not put it on right away. Instead I stood before the full length mirror and looked at the scar that I now had on my chest, so close to my heart. I turned and looked at the scar that had pierced my side and the one on my leg, marveling that I had managed to walk away from that battle. In the mirror's reflection I saw Fenris get out of bed and walk to my side to examine them as well. I could see from his face that he still saw the blood and quickly tried to put on my tunic to cover them up when he bent and kissed them.

I shuddered as his soft lips trailed down to the one on my side and again when he finally reached the one on my thigh. He stood up and took the tunic from my hands, dropping it on the floor as he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me back towards the bed. I sat and watched as he slowly undressed, feeling my body tighten at the sight of his body as it did every time I was with him. I looked at his face and reached up to kiss him as he pushed me back onto the bed. I moved backwards further to make room when he slowly got onto the bed and crept closer to me. I arched my back as his mouth kissed his way up my way up my body, feeling his gentle fingers as they brushed across my skin.

I kissed him again and felt that he was afraid to place any of his weight on me so I took the choice away from him, rolling so that I straddled his hips and he looked up at me.

"Hawke!" he moaned as I moved my hips. I heard him hiss as he finally grabbed my hips and helped guide himself slowly inside of me. I placed my hands on his chest and watched his face as I moved slowly, loving the look on his face. I had started out slow but soon could not stop myself from wanting more of him and was startled when he sat up and rolled me back onto my back. I could feel the waves of pleasure building and could not hold back any longer, feeling him shudder at his release. He caught himself on his forearms and lowered his chest to mine and I could feel his heart beating as quickly as mine. He rolled onto his back and I moved so that I my head was tucked under his chin with my arm wrapped around his chest.

There was no need to move or speak. I knew that I had come very close to dying and being with him was the best reminder that I had something to live for, to be with him always. I could feel his hand on my shoulder and I looked up into his green eyes and could see the worry lines slowly begin to fade from his face, replaced by a look of mirth and contentment.

"What amuses you, my love?" I asked as he began to smile down at me.

"So…you dream of marriage?"

My eyes widen and I vaguely recalled thinking it as he carried me inside. "Dear Maker! Did I say that out loud?"

"You said something about me carrying you across the threshold, dressed in wedding clothes. Do you really dream of this? With me?" he asked as I lowered my head and kissed his chest.

"Of course I dream of it. I dream of living the rest of my life with you," I said and intertwined my fingers in his. "Is that wrong?"

"In Tevinter, a woman such as you would never dream of marrying a slave," he said in his low voice and looked away. I reached up and turned his face back to mine.

"We are not in Tevinter, my love, and you are not a slave. You are the man I love and I would marry you if only you would agree. The rest of Kirkwall be damned. I don't need their approval to be happy," I said and leaned in to kiss him. I could feel him smile against my lips and I moved back to look at him.

"Was that a proposal, Hawke?"

"Was that a yes, my love?"

"Tell me more about this dream of yours."

I blushed as I told him about being married by the Grand Cleric and the entire city attended to see me finally happy with the man I loved. I laughed as I thought about my uncle Gamlen, knowing he would not approve and not caring as long as I was happy.

"Why must you invite everyone in Kirkwall?"

"So there would be no doubt in your mind that I want you in my life, by my side, until the day I die. Hopefully as a very old woman, surrounded by many of our children," I assured him, sighing as I rested my head on his chest once again but he moved on top of me once again.

"Well then, who am I to say no when offered such wonders?"

"Was that a yes?" I asked again, feeling that he was aroused once again. This time he was not so gently and I bit my lip as the pressure started to build once again and as I got my release, he whispered in my ear.

"Yes!" he said as he shuddered.

My eyes flew open and I looked up at him. "Yes?" I laughed and kissed him. "Yes!"