Writer's block strikes again! Writer..falling...bzzt. Sorry for the hiatus...Well, the plot I've thought up for this one isn't that exciting. Just basically a few days immediately after Grima and Robin's demise. Meh, I'll think up something better later. For now, enjoy this somewhat sad, but cute tidbit.

(Fire Emblem doesn't belong to me. Ha! I remembered this time!)

Title: Never Apart Again

Pavia yawned and sniffed heavily as she struggled to keep on with everyone. She couldn't understand why everyone was fine when it was so late at night, and Robin was gone. She heard some saying that he had ought to be alive, but she thought otherwise, no matter how hard she tried to fool herself. It was never ending torture. She was forced to march on with everyone, on foot for that matter, with a desperate need of sleep, water, and perhaps extra pieces of gauze.

*While fighting Grima*

Her eyes wandered aimlessly as she attempted to find someone and scream for help. A Grimleal she had thought was burned up to a crisp was still on their feet and yearning for revenge. They didn't even let out a war cry. They just ran up to her, silent as a shadow, and literally ripped the right sleeve of her robe off and made a clean slice from her shoulder and all the way down to her wrist. Her aggressor just left her lying there and bleeding buckets. It was not until she heard Cherche yell out and saw a vague shape of what she thought was Minerva, Cherche, and two others.

One she found out was a healer as she started to feel little to no pain in her arm, and the other was still unidentified, as they had appeared to go after the assassin. As her vision started to clear up, she saw Cherche and Libra towering over her. The both of them just nodded and got back on Minerva and rejoined the battle. Pavia propped herself up with her left arm and groaned. As she attempted to stand up, she found herself face to face with another Grimleal, this time, a valkyrie.

The mounted warrior grimaced and stuck her hand out and shot a gust of air at her as Pavia raised her tome in a helpless attempt to protect herself. It was not until she was shoved out of the way and a deep voiced "Be careful!" came to her ears. Another sound came to her ears, but it was the sound of a woman in pain. She peaked above her tome and saw Lon'qu, clad in a blue robe kneeling in front of her. "Pavia...are you alright?" He said as he cupped her chin with both of his hands.

"I...I think I'm fine...for now I hope..." she muttered as she leaned on his shoulder for support. Pavia's legs shook as she struggled to support herself and fought through the pain. "I'll be fine... I can push on..."

Lon'qu gave a worried look at Pavia as he reassuringly said, "You're not alone."

*Back to the march*

Pavia's eyes drooped as the memory flew into her head. The wound was terrible and had to be bound up, even though it was healed. Pavia's vision started to blur again and the last thing she felt was a muscular arm wrap around her as she fainted.

* Back in the castle in Ylisstol*

Pavia found herself on a soft bed in a dimly lit room. She immediately assumed that someone had carried her the rest of the way back. Talking was heard outside her door and her curiosity grew as she crawled out of the bed and to the door.

"You do realize I'm not letting her go with you right?"

"I realize that. But wouldn't you want your sister to be happy?"

"...I...I'm still not letting her...!" Following the sentence was footsteps and then another yell, "I'm not letting her go to Regna Ferox with you!" Pavia gasped silently at the realization. Lon'qu and her brother were arguing. It appears that she would not be able to get the privilege of going to Regna Ferox with her husband. Tears started to form and she attempted to get back on the bed. Pavia started to cry silently. Her brother protected her fiercely and as opposed to Pavia, detested cold weather, thus disliking Ferox.

Pavia attempted to muffle her sobs and heard the door open. She forced her body to stop shaking and shoved her head deeper in a pillow. A hand rubbed up and down her back as she heard a voice. "Pavia...you don't have to pretend. I know you heard everything." Pavia shot up and shoved her head into Lon'qu's chest and sobbed heavily. Lon'qu attempted to comfort her. "Pavia... I have to go back to Ferox in a week for... important reasons... I asked your brother if you would be allowed to come with me, but..."

"W-Why won't he let me make my own decisions... I-I'm a grown woman..." Pavia sniffed, still somewhat half asleep. "D-Does this mean...we won't be able to see each other ever again...?"

"Perhaps not 'ever again'...but for quite a long time, we won't see each other."

"B-but I want to be with you! C-can you try to convince him again?" Pavia sobbed silently. She looked up at Lon'qu's face with difficulty due to the darkness and only being illuminated by a half burned out candle. She could still see the disappointment and sadness on his face when he was presented with the news.

"You know he won't listen to me...maybe you can convince him..." Lon'qu placed his hand on Pavia's cheek and sighed. "There is still a small chance of him letting you go... but at least more of a chance then when I try to convince him."

"W-well...okay...I'll try... but later...I...want...too..." Pavia slumped in Lon'qu's arms before she even finished her sentence. Lon'qu chuckled softly.

"It's alright Pavia. Rest now. You will need that energy to heal your arm and stay up for the celebration tomorrow... Maybe I should rest too..." Lon'qu muttered before he laid Pavia back down on the bed and laid down beside her and fell fast asleep immediately.

*The next morning*

Pavia washed her face and sighed out heavily. Celebrations were to be held in the evening, but she felt no reason to celebrate. After the trauma of Robin gone, and now being restricted from getting to be with her husband, Pavia had been more depressed than ever. She went to the training grounds at the back of the castle and sighed out heavily. "I don't even know anymore... why..."

"Why what?" Pavia turned around and saw Lon'qu, ready with a sword for practicing.

"I don't know why...why do I have to live with these conditions..." Pavia gripped the fabric on Lon'qu's chest as tears started to form in her eyes. "Losing a good friend is one thing...but not being able to be with someone you love? I don't know why...he would do this to me...he knows. He knows how much I love you..." Pavia's tears fell as she said these words.

Lon'qu sighed deeply "... Have you even talked to him yet?"

"...He isn't even awake..." Pavia giggled slightly. The laugh slowly turned into a sigh as she remembered that this may be the last time that she could be with him like this. "Maybe... maybe he is though... I'll go try right now." She murmured whilst running back into the castle and attempting to find her brother's room.

*After finding Cyrus's room*

"No."

"W-What?! But he's my-"

"I don't care if he's your husband! You're not going to Regna Ferox with him!" Cyrus shouted at his sister.

"...But...you love me...right?"

"Yes, that's why I'm-"

"And it would make you sad if I left?"

"Of course it would! I-"

"Then imagine how Lon'qu would feel if I can't be with him for years on end."

"...It's...It's still not the same! I'm not changing my mind!" Cyrus stomped out of his room, leaving a confused and still depressed Pavia. Disappointed, she trudged out of the room and prepared for the celebration this evening .

*Evening, during the beginning of the celebration*

Pavia blushed as she covered her arms. She felt so exposed in the dress she wore. It was a sparkling purple gown and was held up by a silver strip of fabric around her neck. She stood in the middle of the ball room and her eyes trailed about.

Cherche was appearing to have a nice chat with Libra. Cyrus was trying to talk to Cordelia without acting awkward. Ricken was at the concessions table with Nowi. And Lon'qu was... standing in the upper right corner of the ever going room. She awkwardly walked through the crowd and met up with Lon'qu, who appeared to wear an uncomfortable looking suit.

"Um... Aren't you going to..."

"Too many women" He interrupted. That was when he noticed Pavia in her gown. "Uh...Urk... Pavia... y-you..."

"...I know..." Pavia blushed and covered her arms as she looked at Lon'qu's attire more closely. It was a simple black tuxedo with a dark navy button up shirt. He also appeared to have a pin on his shirt that he also wore when he was in his combat outfit. "Um... well if you're not up to dancing... then... why don't we get a bite to eat?" Lon'qu simply nodded and followed Pavia as she found her way to the banquet room.

Pavia inhaled deeply and the aroma of the richly prepared foods filled her nose. The tables were filled many different types of food including boar, venison, pork, beef, chicken, fruits, vegetables, pies cakes, and more. It was no surprise that she had found Stahl there with Maribelle scolding him on good manners. Frederick was talking with Lissa. Chrom and Sumia were taking care of Lucina. Vaike was eating while Miriel was apparently studying the nutritional value of the food.

Lon'qu took Pavia's hand and led her to a table and sat her down. Pavia looked at Lon'qu and looked at the table. "Erm... There's so many..." Pavia glanced at Lon'qu and tilted her head to the side. " What...What do you do think I should eat first...?"

"..." Lon'qu stayed silent and just continued to stare at Pavia.

"Er...Lon'qu? W-what are you looking at me for?!"

"S-Sorry Pavia. I...I just... haven't seen you dressed like that before..."

"Well... I'm not gonna ever wear a dress again after this!"

"What about...when we actually get married?" Pavia snapped her head up. She forgot that they technically weren't husband and wife yet, as they did not have their wedding ceremony yet. Pavia groaned.

"B-But...I don't want to wear another dress!" Pavia stuck her lower lip out and made wide, adorable eyes at Lon'qu. However, Lon'qu just shook his head and sighed.

"Then I suppose I would need this back..." Lon'qu reached for the ring on her hand, but Pavia snapped it away in time and stood up.

"Nuh uh! You gonna have to catch me first!" Pavia dashed out of the room as Lon'qu gave a playful chase, ignoring how uncomfortable the suit was now. They ran all around the castle until they reached the royal gardens in which Pavia had the audacity to rest for a while and Lon'qu caught her and picked her up bridal style. "No! You can't have it!" She stuck her tongue out at him and squirmed. Lon'qu kept a tight grip on her and grinned slightly

"Heh...Don't worry. I wasn't planning on taking it from you." Pavia giggled slightly and wrapped her arms around Lon'qu's neck.

"I knew that! I was just playing along!" Lon'qu placed Pavia down back on her feet. Immediately, Pavia ran to a patch of flowers and carefully picked one. She ran back to Lon'qu and showed him the piece of flora. It appeared to be an orange lily. Lon'qu smiled, took the flower, and gently placed it in Pavia's hair. She adjusted the flower and smiled brightly. Pavia's mouth suddenly dropped into a frown, thus worrying Lon'qu.

"Er... Pavia? Are you alright?"

"I just remembered that you have to leave in less than a week..."

"...Ah..."

"Well... If that's gonna be the case...then... let's make the most out of your last few days! ...I make it sound like your dying." Pavia giggled nervously and ran back into the ball room. Lon'qu put on a forced smile and followed her. Unbeknownst to them, Cyrus was carefully watching the both of them from afar.

"..."

*Five days after the ball*

"So...You have to leave tomorrow morning..."

"Yes...Yes I do..." Lon'qu pulled Pavia into a tight embrace. "I shall miss you..."

"M-Me too..." Pavia sniffed, holding back tears.

"Pavia! I need to talk to you." Cyrus exclaimed.

"Ah! Just a minute! Excuse me Lon'qu." Pavia dashed to her brother's direction with Lon'qu looking on.

*A few minutes later, in Lon'qu's room*

"You... You really mean it?!"

"Well I'm not exactly the lying sort so..."

"Oh, Thank you thank you thank you!" Pavia hugged her brother tightly and ran off. Cyrus look at her, a feeling of sadness developing in his heart. Making her way to Lon'qu, who appeared to be daydreaming, Pavia shouted "Lon'qu! Hey! Guess what!" Snapping out of his daydream, he looked towards Pavia as she jumped in his arms, resulting in him spinning her around. "Wee! Well... that aside, guess what Lon'qu!"

"What?"

"Humph! I said guess!"

"...You...successfully told your brother that... I won't harm you in any way what so ever?"

"Tee hee... No silly! It's quite the opposite! Cyrus said I could go with you! I'm going to Regna Ferox with you!"

"T-Truly Pavia?"

"Yes! Yes! Truly Lon'qu! Truly!" Pavia was starting to tear up, but from excess happiness, not sadness. "I'm gonna go get ready!" She jumped out of Lon'qu's arms and ran to her room, but not before someone stopped her.

"'Ya ain't gonna need to do that Pavia. I got everything done for you." Cyrus sighed out. "All you need to do is tell everyone good-bye."

"Thank you Cyrus! And... I will, I'll do that now..." Pavia walked away with an aura of slight depression around her. Cyrus simply stared at his sister and sighed, wondering if he had made the best choice for her.

*The next day*

"Have you gotten everything Pavia?" A Feroxi soldier stood in front of her. She nodded wordlessly and turned around. At the castle gates, stood Chrom, Lissa, Frederick, Cyrus, Cordelia, and Sumia. She lifted one finger as if to say 'one minute' to the soldier and ran back to the castle gates. Instinctively, she threw her arms around Cyrus.

"I'm going to miss all of you..."

"We know Pavia, but you should hurry on before they leave without you." Frederick pointed to the small group of people; it consisted of Basilio, Flavia, Lon'qu, and two Feroxi soldiers.

"I know. Well... bye...everyone." Even though these words left her mouth, she only clung tighter to Cyrus.

"Hey, hurry up and go with them before I change my mind."

"R-right. Bye..." Pavia said sorrowfully and ran to Lon'qu's side. As the group started to make their way, Pavia stole one glance back at Cyrus. He was tearing up.

*A few days later, at night*

Everyone but Lon'qu was sleeping. Pavia was curled up into a little ball in her tent, hinting that she was slightly cold, hinting that they were near Ferox. Lon'qu stared at the flickering fire and sighed. He sluggishly rubbed his eyes, exhaustion taking over him. He crawled into Pavia and his tent and stared at her. She shivered nonstop and her breathing was slightly ragged. He felt barely a chill, so he draped a thin blanket over her, the only blanket they had. Whilst putting the blanket over her, his hand accidentally trailed across her forehead. Lon'qu felt a blistering heat.

Lon'qu raised an eyebrow and cupped her face to get a better look at her. The heat that he felt was astonishing and her cheeks were flushed red and was pale. Worried, Lon'qu took a cloth, drenched it in water, and draped it over her face. He glanced at her for a second before going to sleep himself.

*Next morning*

Everyone had woken up, Pavia included, and pushed on. Pavia nibbled on a herb that was supposed to help with her supposed fever. "Hey girly! You doing fine back there?" A different Feroxi soldier shouted to her and Pavia shook her head no.

"Well hang in there! We're pretty close to Ferox! In fact, we should be there in a few minutes!" Pavia nodded. She and Lon'qu stood in the back and Pavia did not enjoy it. Her illness was making her disoriented and she constantly stumbled over everyone's footprints. Her head snapped up suddenly, as if she got an idea.

"Um...Hey...Lon'qu?" Pavia whispered in a hoarse voice.

"...Hn?"

"Can...Can you...Can you carry me?" Pavia whispered in an extremely low voice. Lon'qu's face became immensely red.

"N-No! I...Why would...why?!" Lon'qu scowled.

"I...I think...I might fall any moment now...Lon'qu...please?" Lon'qu squeezed his eyes shut and blushed even more, if possible.

"F-Fine!" Pavia's face lit up and she trotted over to him and surprised Lon'qu by jumping on his back instead. Lon'qu felt the heat of her fever and cringed slightly for two reasons. One was the simple that that Pavia was a woman and the second was her fever had gotten worse. A lot worse. Pavia's gripped slightly loosened. Worried, Lon'qu turned his head to Pavia and saw that she had become unconscious. Lon'qu frowned slightly and hoped that Pavia would be okay.

*At a healer in castle Ferox*

"I believe she will soon be fine with a few days of bed rest." The healer looked at Pavia and then at Lon'qu. Shaking his head, he added "But she might be quite weary when a she first wakes up."

"Right. Thanks." Lon'qu commented coldly as the healer walked out of their new room. He took a wet cloth and placed it on her forehead. After that, he just sat there, looking after her. He traced his fingers down her cheek, which had lowered a tiniest bit in temperature, thankfully. Lon'qu had never felt so helpless. He might be overreacting, but Pavia could be dying and he can't do anything about it. Suddenly, it hit him.

Was it the wound that she had received a week ago the cause of her fever? Maybe the wound got infected and...Lon'qu ran to the healer.

*An hour later*

"..." The healer just stared at the small drop of blood in surprise. "...By all gods, you were right. Her wound was infected. I'll get some special salve for it." The healer rushed out of their room this time and groaning was heard.

"Nng...Lon'qu...? What...What happened...? What... What day is it?" Pavia blinked as her gaze trailed aimlessly around the room until it landed on Lon'qu.

Turning his head and choking back a chuckle, he replied, "It is still the same day Pavia. You were just asleep for a while." Lon'qu sat next to Pavia and took the cloth off her head to feel her temperature, which had lowered considerably.

"Aww... I feel like I just feel off a cliff and got knocked out for a century...Soo... what happen?"

"We thought that you just had a normal fever, but it was actually a dangerous infection."

"E-Eh?! What?!"

"Don't worry Pavia, you'll be alright now." Lon'qu cupped her cheek and smiled, "After all, I did promise that we would never be apart again."

Author's Notes:

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