Chapter 6

And here we are, THE FINAL CHAPTER! Yep, unfortuatly this is the end, (mainly because I have no idea how to continue this story) so yep. Thanks to anyone who bothered to read this and didn't just click of it :)

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"How did you meet her?" Sparrow said hesitantly from outside the small doorway leading into the spare bedroom. Looking into the shadowy room, Sparrow could just make out the form of the bard, retreating as far from the door as possible, unpacking items that Sparrow couldn't make out onto the bed. Leliana hadn't lit a candle, so the only light in the room came from the open doorway in which Sparrow now stood.

Silence.

Sparrow turned away, sure that she would not get an answer and that the bard would be gone before she woke up the next morning when, in the barest whisper the bard replied, "Lothering. I met ... her in Lothering." Not expecting anything more from the bard Sparrow started to speak, but quickly cutting her off as she stood and made her way towards the door, the bard continued, "She got into a fight in a tavern with some of Loghain's men, one caught her off guard and would've slit her throat if I hadn't thrown a knife into his back. She always spent more time fussing over her companions then looking after herself." By the end, Leliana was near enough for Sparrow to see tears slowly running down her face. Slipping into a fragile smile, the bard said, "Not the most romantic meeting was it?"

"No it wasn't."

They lapsed into an uneasy silence, Leliana waiting for Sparrows next question. Finally it came,

"Why did you leave Fereldan?" Sparrow asked, wondering if she was missing something important.

Leliana breathed in deeply, yet slit her voice shook as she spoke, "Lara ... died in the final battle with the archdemon. I couldn't stay, I just couldn't." Leliana stopped speaking, fresh tears visible as she fell into the memories of that day. After composing herself, she started again, "I think she knew what would happen. On ... our final night together she gave me the lute and the bow as a reminder. So I would never forget her." Leliana sank down heavily onto the bed, lost in the memories of a person Sparrow would never meet.

Sitting down carefully next to the bard Sparrow replied, "To lose someone you loved the most in the world is the most painful thing anyone can ever experience. A thousand times worse than any and all wounds and diseases. I can't take away your pain, that is something you, and only you, can overcome. But know that I understand what you are feeling Leliana. I understand."

At this the Bard raised her head slightly, waiting for Sparrow to elaborate on her words. Sucking in a deep breath, Sparrow explained, "When I was a child my sister Rose was killed in front of me. He tried to kill me too. We were living on the street; no one cared what happened to us, we were just two more urchins that disappeared. And now I've found myself on a quest to hunt down Rose's killer. And I'm scared shitless at the thought of failing."

Sparrow fell silent, not daring to look up at the bard for fear of crying too. She felt the bards arm reach across her back to offer Sparrow some support. Continuing before she lost her nerve, Sparrow said, "I need help, lots of it. I can't do this alone. Leliana," Sparrow paused to turn towards the bard so that they were face to face, "I need your help if you would be willing to accompany me. Maybe we could help each other move on." Standing abruptly, Sparrow moved towards the door. Speaking without turning back, Sparrow said, "I will be waiting outside the Tavern where we met at dawn tomorrow. If you don't meet me, I won't hold anything against you. If you do ... we will be leaving to find the three Heroes. Goodnight Leliana."

Sparrow closed the door, blocking any reply Leliana conjured up. Sparrow slowly walked to her room, breathing hard, knowing that the bard's decision could have dramatic consequences to her quest, and the rest of her life.

The End

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