Well since I had given you all 3 chapters in one day, might as well give you Chapter 10 the next day. :)

And I just want to say thankyou to MusicalRain and ImperialHawke (Sorry if I got your names wrong o.o) for being there since the first chapter, encouraging me to continue. Thanks for your positive support you two! I would have given up on this story if it hadn't been for your support.

So I dedicate this chapter to you both, a chapter all about our favourite Tevinter elf: Fenris (well, mainly anyways).

So, without further ado, here's Chapter 10. Enjoy and review (pretty please?) :)

Fenris awoke only to be knocked back down by the pain surging through his body. He had almost cried out in pain if it hadn't been for the long delicate finger that was placed gently in front of his lips. Once his vision had cleared, Hawke's face shone in the early morning sun, smiling warmly at him.

"Good morning, sleep well?"

"As well as anyone who has had his bones crushed."

Hawke chuckled quietly, "It took many lyrium potions before I got you all fixed again," she smiled her best smile, but the tiredness in her eyes was clear.

"Hawke, you need to sleep," Fenris once again tried to sit up, before Hawke pushed him back down softly, shaking her head.

"I couldn't, you had my bed."

"What?..."

Hawke allowed Fenris to sit up slowly, assisting if she needed and Fenris peered around the room; they were still at the Gnawed Noble, but he was sleeping in Hawke's bed. Her bed. Maker, no wonder he slept well last night to the smell of her scent on the pillows gave him more than pleasant dreams of their one night of heated and ravenous passion.

Suddenly, something clicked in Fenris' head:

"Where's Anders?"

Hawke, shocked that she heard Fenris call the mage by his name instead of 'abomination', 'mage' or just simply 'him'.

"He's perfectly fine, but you took the blast pretty badly. Your lyrium had shut down your entire body. I was-" Hawke's eyes filled with tears and she had to look away, hiding behind her red hair to prevent Fenris from seeing her.

A gentle, trembling hand turned Hawke to face the elf, his thumb wiping away her tears.

"I would never leave you, Hawke."

"You have before," she teased, causing Fenris to scowl and turn his back to her.

After moments of silence between the pair, Fenris did something he thought he would surely regret: without thinking, Fenris grabbed Hawke and pulled her beside him on the double bed. He held her against him, spooning her as he nuzzled into her neck, taking in her scent. Hawke gasped with both shock and delight, before smiling and snuggled into his toned body, strong arms wrapped around her as she welcomed his embrace

She allowed her last breath to be squeezed out of her as Fenris clutched onto her, as if she would leave him in an instance. Fenris soon fell into a deep sleep, his gentle breathing against Hawke's ear almost drove her crazy, she rubbed her thighs together to try and get the feeling of desire from washing over her completely. Hawke managed to regain her control by following Fenris into a deep sleep also, holding his hands that were attached to those strong, lyrium-tattooed arms.

They both awoke to giggling and gasps as Hawke raised a groggy head, still heavy from sleep, to look at the source of the giggling. It was Merrill and Carver, coming to check on the pair and after seeing them cuddled up like that, Merrill couldn't help but giggle.

"Wake up sleep heads!" Merrill chuckled, a little too loud for Fenris' sensitive ears.

"What in Maker's name..." Fenris growled, sitting up slightly with his arm still around Hawke, rolled his eyes and put his head under the pillow.

Hawke glanced at the Dahlish elf and then her brother, who was smiling widely. Hawke groaned, falling back into Fenris' arms, waving a hand to dismiss the pair.

"Begone with you both, I need my sleep," she groaned, snuggling into Fenris more.

"Nope! Come on, we need to get going we've got lots of distance to travel today and it's already noon," Carver explained, trying to stay stern but he couldn't help but laugh at the laziness of the pair.

"Five more minutes," Fenris snapped.

"Make it thirty."

"Deal."

By this time, Carver had almost had enough with the pair, and like he would a child, he pulled back the covers, causing them both to groan in both sleep deprivation.

"But Sebastian and Anders bought sweet rolls and chocolate cake from the market," Merrill babbled.

Fenris' ears suddenly twitched and he instantly sat her, licking his lips before strapping on his armour in a flash and he sprinted into the tavern to find the source of the sugary sweets.

Damn Merrill's loud mouth. Damn Fenris' sweet tooth.

"Maker dammit, Merrill!" Hawke grunted, getting up from the bed before dismissing them both so she could quickly get changed and to save the sweet rolls and cakes from the Destroyer-of-all-Things-Sugary: Fenris.

But she was too late.

Like a greedy child deprived of sweets, Fenris grabbed the basket of sugary goodness and ran off, clutching it to his chest as an angry Anders started chasing after him around the tavern, causing laughter from everyone in tavern as the elf gracefully slid across tables, avoiding the mage's grasp and guarding the precious cargo from slipping. The foolish elf had managed to get all of her companions to laugh to tears, Varric scribbled this little incident into his notepad to make sure he will never forget it. Or as to say, make the elf ever forget it. Everyone knew he had a sweet tooth after Hawke had teased him in front of the group, causing the elf to scowl at her. But they did not know how far his obsession really went.

It did not take long for Fenris to exhaust Anders, who was now slumped back in his chair; red with both frustration and exhaustion. Fenris had managed to find a corner away from prying eyes as he scoffed down the chocolate cake like a ravenous wolf. By the time he had finished eating them all (which did not take long) he had a huge grin on his face before placing the now empty basket back on the table, his mouth covered in chocolate. Hawke was extremely tempted to lick off all of the chocolate herself, but Fenris read her thoughts and teased her by licking his own lips, staring intently at her.

Sebastian was still laughing, handing his friend a clothe to wipe his chocolaty face on. Fenris grinned like a child after he had cleaned his face.

"Maker, he's worse than a child!" Carver laughed heartily, everyone was still laughing at the slowly glowing elf, realising that he let his sweet tooth get the better of him as he blushed madly.

Hawke's laughter rang through his ears, oh that sweet melody he adored. Fenris smiled and looked up at Hawke, winked and grinned smugly as he saw her lose her balance before blushing from ear to ear.

Once they arrive at Orzammar and sort out Varric's problem, he will tell her everything.