A/N: Thank you for putting the stories on your favorites and alerts. Thanks to everyone for reviewing! I believe I responded to them? Lol I'm going to try to respond to all of them from now on. If I don't, I'm so forgetful so don't hold it against me. Yes! It's Wynne! For those who doesn't know what she's doing in Tevinter you should wiki it! Or not. You could just read and see. Hope you enjoy!

"Heavy in Your Arms"

Take another chance
To find a distant sanity
And turn your pain in truth
Take another chance
To fight a different enemy
And try to free it

-"Daylight Dancer" by Lacuna Coil

She wasn't sure what she was doing. Why did she trust a stranger? Why did she think this woman could help her? She was a mage. That was why. If she was a mage, maybe she had access to the Circle Tower. If she had that access that she had hoped for, then maybe she would agree to help her in to save the one person she lived her life for. Lily opened the door and expected to be yelled at by her brother for bringing someone to their little place. They were going to be found out. That was what he'd say. He'd make comment about what a piss poor rescuer she was and blah, blah, blah, frankly she didn't want to hear it. So you could imagine her surprise when she was met with silence and the only sight of Isabela waiting for her. "Where is everyone?" Lily asked when she walked back into the small space they had been staying at. Isabela stared up at her lazy from where she was sitting.

"Off," she replied, "Anders and Merrill are looking for a way inside that damned Circle Tower. Carver and Big Girl went to look for some food." She sat up a bit. "Why? What's wrong?" Nothing was wrong, yet. Lily just didn't know how to explain that to her friend, just like she didn't know how to explain that she was about to let someone in on what they were trying to do there in Tevinter. Call her crazy. Call her desperate. She didn't care. She put on her best smile in hopes to give a less of a shock to her news.

"We have company," she told her and Isabela shot up an eyebrow. It looked like curiosity had had its peak with the pirate queen and Lily stepped aside to let her see who it was.

"Well, there is a face that I did not expect to see," Wynne said as she spotted Isabela. The Rivaini pursed her lips and Lils was interested to find out there story between the two of them. They seemed to be an unlikely pair to meet. Maker, Isabela did get around.

"Right back at you," Isabela replied, "Obviously you ran into our little ring leader here." Her hand waved in the air towards Lily. She crossed her arms in front of her body. "You just like popping up in the oddest places, don't you?"

Lily shook her head. "Do I even want to know?"

"Isabela and I met in a brothel in Denerim where she…coerced two of my companions to join her on her ship," Wynne answered. Oh. Well. That sounded like Isabela.

The pirate snorted. "You did well enough to discourage them but they went anyways," she added, "and look at them now. King and Queen. Imagine that." She tilted her head to the side. "But that's not why you're here, is it?"

"No," their visitor told them. Wynne looked at Lily. "I saw what happened in the market and I wanted to know what was going on with you and the elf. I noticed… I noticed the look you gave him. I've seen it plenty of times before to know that it's the look of a person in love. Yet he didn't seem to know who you are." Lily sighed. She didn't know how to retell the story to where it would make sense. It still didn't make sense to her.

"Varric," she started, "this is your thing."

"Glad to help," the dwarf said before he told her how they met Fenris, his story that included the lyrium markings, and up to the point where Varric had found Lily on the floor of the home that she had shared with the elf. Wynne had stayed quiet the entire time as she listened.

"He made a deal to come here to save me," Lily finally said, "He told me once that the pain from the lyrium infusion made him forget his memories… I believe it's happened again to him."

"Do you think you'd be able to get his memories back?" Wynne asked.

"I don't know," she replied honestly, "But I have to try."

"I don't support slavery," the silver haired woman told her, "But this could… ruin the research I've been doing here. I don't know if I can help you like I thought I could." Lily recognized regret on her face. Isabela scoffed.

"Then why did you come?"

Lily interjected before the other woman had anything to say, "Please. You may be my only chance. Even if your part is small, anything… anything can help. I just need to get in that tower."

"Do you know who his master is?"

"A man named Danarius."

Wynne shook her head. "Maker's Breath this just keeps getting better and better," she said in disbelief, "Do you know who he is in this country? In this city?" Lily didn't care. "He's next in line to lead the Circle here! You take away his slave…do you know what that can do?"

"I'm willing to risk it," Lily said. Her jaw set in a sort of defiance that she hadn't felt in a long time. "I'm not leaving without Fenris." No one said anything for minutes. The silence had been agonizing. "Please. No one deserves what he's gone through."

"I can get you in," Wynne told her, "But that's all I can do. I'm sorry." Lily sighed.

"That's all I ask."

Wynne stepped closer to her and reached a hand out to touch her hair. "He's seen your appearance, so we're going to have to change it," she said, "Nothing too drastic. Your man…will need some way to recognize you." The older woman offered her a small smile.

"Ooooh," Isabela cooed, "That is something that I am very good at. Leave it to me, Lils. You'll be so brand spanking new I'm not sure Carver will even recognize you."

"May I ask why you've agreed to help?"

"I once scolded a girl for ignoring her duty in the name of love," the mage replied, "She proved me wrong when I told her the love came second. She is a good woman and I can see you're a good woman. I would not let something like that slip away for a person when I have the power to help."

"And how do you propose you get her in there?" Isabela piped up.

"I will say that you are my apprentice," Wynne said as she looked at Lily, "If your friend here is truly as good as she says, then Danarius will not recognize you."

"Oh," Varric started, obviously amused, "She's that good and more."

"Why," Isabela purred, "your unwavering confidence amazes even me." She swayed her hips over to Lily. "Come on," she said, "We've got some drastic changes for you, girl."

"Calm down, Junior!"

Carvers' sword was already drawn. The tip of the blade pointed to Wynne's neck but she made no move to attack. His blue eyes narrowed at her. "Who are you and what are you doing here?" He asked. He was not going to put up with another interference that could possibly keep them longer in Tevinter than he had originally thought.

"Stop pointing that thing at me and maybe we can talk," she replied calmly. Anders placed a hand on the youngest Hawkes' arm.

"We kind of know this one," he replied. Carver raised an eyebrow. "What? Well, at least I do. She's not a danger. Not to us, I mean."

"My," Wynne began as she brought up a hand to rub her temples, "Life does have surprises around every corner. I didn't think I'd ever see you again, boy." Her hand dropped back to her side.

Anders nodded a bit. "And I you," he replied, "What are you doing here in Tevinter?"

"I've been helping a friend learn how to regain her mortality," she told him, "though I thought you were with the Wardens."

Anders smirked slightly. "Seems that we can leave," he said, "Just ask the King and Queen."

"This might play better than I thought," she said, "She did not say she traveled in the company of two other mages." She looked at Carver. "You look just like her." Wynnes' eyes narrowed. "Wait…I know you."

"Great," he groaned, "Another one recognizes me."

She shook her head. "No, no," she began to explain herself, "I didn't see it before but I knew your father. You look just like him, son." Carver seemed to be caught off guard. "He was a good man. What became of him?"

He sighed and finally lowered his sword. "He's dead." Aveline finally urged them all into the room and closed the door behind them.

"I'm sorry to hear about that," Wynne apologized.

"It was a long time ago." He looked around. "Where's my sister?"

"I have the answer to that, love," Isabela's voice carried through the room and she poked her head around the corner from the bathing area. He didn't know if he liked the smirk that had taken over her lovely features. He had seen it before and had known her well enough to know that it meant trouble.

He opened his mouth to question her and that's when he saw it. His sister's blond hair was now as pitch black as his own. Maker was that a…? "You gave her a piercing?" He asked. His face twisted in confusion. He didn't know what to say. It was enough to make Lily want to giggle, and she did despite herself.

Isabela narrowed her eyes at him. "What about them?" She asked, "I have several." She winked at him. "I think she looks like a whole new person."

"That's one way of putting it," Carver commented.

Lily rolled her eyes. "It's fake and in my nose. It's really not that big of a deal. Besides…last time I checked I was the older one." She didn't understand what he was getting at but she didn't care. "Listen to me, brother," she started, "I… I'm going to be going into the Circle as Wynne's apprentice. It'll get me closer to finding Fenris. I don't know what will happen to me while I'm in there. You have to promise me that if anything bad happens, you will leave." She looked at the rest of them. "All of you promise that."

"Hawke," Aveline started but Lily held up her hand. She wasn't going to hear any protest.

"Promise me." The red head looked stunned but nodded. Lily looked at the rest and they all agreed…except for Carver. "Brother?"

"I can't," he told her. He looked like he was battling an inner struggle. She lifted up her hands and ruffled the tips of his black hair. "I can't leave you behind." Lily gave him a small smile.

"You can," she said, "Kirkwall will needs its Champion." That was what she liked to tell herself. She still needed her brother but she wouldn't put that pressure on him. She couldn't and she knew that she had to face the possibility of things not going according to plan. She wanted to apologize for bringing all of them and having them stay behind but a little voice inside of her head told her that they were going to stay no matter what she tried to tell them. After all, wasn't that what friends were for?

"And what of my sister? Won't she need her brother?"

It was then she finally hugged him. "You've always been strong," she told him, "It'll be ok. I promise." Lily sighed and pulled back. He gave her a small smile and nodded.

"You're taking Merrill and Anders with," he said quickly.

"What?" The other two mages asked.

"It's a good idea," Wynne started, "That way she won't be completely alone."

"Well if it has to be anyone, it'll be me," Anders replied gruffly, "Maker knows if it's Merrill she'll blow the whole thing." Lily had to admit that he was ready to go in there with her. She glanced at Wynne and the older woman nodded.

"Hey!" The Dalish woman protested. He turned his head to glance at her.

"No offense," he offered but she shook her head and looked away.

The three made preparations to leave. As they headed to the door, Lily paused and looked back at Varric, Isabela, Merrill, Aveline, and Carver. "Maker watch over you," she told them.

"We'll find a way in," her brother insisted, "You won't be alone. Not anymore."

A/N: Ugh. I'm not completely satisfied with this chapter. I feel like it's a filler or transition for the next one which will be longer and have Fenris in it!