Dear Diary,

We made camp as soon as possible with Leliana being in the shape she was.

Everyone works to set up camp except for Wynne and Morrigan, who are tending to Leliana.

"Alistair, we need you," Wynne calls out.

"Well it's nice to be needed," He says happily, walking toward the trio.

He stops suddenly and I see his ears turn bright red.

I turn my gaze to where he is staring. Wynn and Morrigan have removed Leliana's tunic and she is clad only in her breast band from the waist up. I snicker at quietly at his discomfort.

"Ummm are you sure that you need me couldn't Elly do it?" he asks uncomfortably looking at the ground.

"Alistair, you must do this you're the only one strong enough to hold her but not damage her any more than she is," Wynne explains patiently, although I am detecting a slight smirk at the corners of her mouth, "Morrigan is going to pull out the arrow, as I try to ease the pain, but if she moves too much she may lose use of her arm, so you need to hold her still"

"Can't Sten do it?" he asks hopefully.

"He could," states Morrigan practically, openly smirking now, "if he wasn't out gathering firewood."

"I could offer my services," drawls Zevran seductively letting his eyes linger on Leliana's upper torso.

"No! No!" Alistair says quickly, "Its ok I'll do it."

"Elissa, could you bring the liquor?" Wynne calls out.

"Sure thing," I call back walking toward the food packs. I pass Zev who is getting food out for our dinner.

"You did that on purpose," I accuse laughing.

He smiles widely back at me, chuckling slightly.

I bring the brandy over to the group and offer Leliana the bottle. She takes a large swallow and then a second one.

"I'm ready," she states.

"Alistair you need to hold her other shoulders here and here," Wynne instructs briskly.

"Morrigan, can you provide some healing while Elissa pulls out the arrow? I noticed that the arrow is really close to a major artery and I want you to close it if necessary. I'm not sure if the arrow cut through or not. I will provide as much pain relief as I can." Wynne asks calmly.

Morrigan nods in acknowledgement shifting to let me move besides Leliana's injured shoulder.

"It's slanted," states Wynne drily, "you will have to pull out the same direction it went in."

I nod at her.

Everyone readies their positons. I look at Leliana and she nods. I grasp the arrow and start pulling making sure it takes the same track it did going in. Leliana screams in pain, Alistair is startled but maintains his hold on her as she struggles. I continue pulling I hear a sucking sound coming from the wound and see Morrigan's yellow type energy with Wynn's trademark blue energy working. Maker this arrow is deep. I keep pulling. Leliana is still now, she passed out. Suddenly I realize I've hit the arrowhead and keep the same pull, it pops out with a sickening sound. The wound track fills with blood. I step away quickly to let the healers do their work. Alistair is in shock. I take his arm and walk him away from the healers.

"Are you ok?" I ask him.

"Yes, I've been around field medicine before but…" he trails off.

"You really care for her," I say simply.

He nods.

"She will be fine," I say trying to comfort him.

"I know I just don't like seeing her in that much pain," Alistair says sadly.

"It's harder when it someone you really care about," I smile understandingly.

"Speaking of people you care about," Alistair begins looking at me cunningly, "I couldn't help but notice you were with Teagan in the Arl's study. I went down to the kitchen to get some cheese and I noticed the light on in the study. I went to the kitchen and there is Teagan building a platter large enough to feed a warden"

"So were you with Teagan last night?" He asks pointedly, blushing to his ears.

I'm feeling a bit defensive by his attitude.

"And what if I was," I say protectively.

He looks at me incredulously, "you know it will never work! You are a grey warden now! He needs a wife who will be home for him every night! He needs an heir!" he is almost shouting.

"You don't think I know that!" I flare back, "you are assuming things you don't know about. I suggest you mind your own business in the matter."

I look over and see Wynne and Morrigan have moved Leliana to a bedroll, both looking at us. Zev stops cutting the dried meat he was making for dinner and is just watching us. Sten had re-entered camp and was briskly making the fire trying to ignore us. Cullen walked to outskirts of camp to get away from us.

"You will tell me your intentions toward him, you shameless hussy!" he retorts hotly.

The silence after that statement was broken by the sound of my fist connecting with Alistair's face. I turned and stalked away from him heading toward the stream we found earlier.

I find a nice spot by the stream and sit there fuming. How dare he assume! It's none of his business anyway I don't owe him any explanations.

I must have been gone for quite some time because Cullen came looking for me.

"Hey Elissa!" He called, "where are you?"

"Over here Cullen," I answer tiredly.

He sits down beside me with a wry smirk on his face, "would it make you feel better to know you broke Alistair's jaw and neither Wynne nor Morrigan would heal it for him."

I snicker dryly, "not really, but in a way yea, I shouldn't have hit him no matter what he said."

"I will remember to never get on your bad side for petite woman you sure have a mean left hook," He jokes half-seriously.

"Well I know this will work itself out Alistair and you are like brother and sister, sometimes siblings fight," He states.

I notice the frogs by the stream stop croaking briefly, "That is true. I will need to apologize though I'm just still a bit too angry."

"Well dinner is ready, I just wanted to let you know," he offers smiling, "and for the record I would have clocked him too."

"Do you want to head back to camp with me?" Cullen offers standing up.

"No you go ahead I need a few more minutes," I tell him.

He walks away.

"Ok Zev you can come out now," I state to the darkness.

Zev steps out of the shadows. "I guess I need to work on my stealth," he jokes.

"So who taught you how to punch?" he asks his eyes shining with mirth.

I chuckle, "my brother Fergus."

"He taught you well," Zev smirks.

We continue talking punching techniques until we both hear my stomach growl. Zev immediately stands up eyes teasing, "My dear warden we can't have you fainting from hunger, your banquet waits."

I laugh at him as I get to my feet, "Well maybe a good looking elf should chaperon me to dinner, lest people get the wrong idea," I say factiously.

This draws a snicker from Zev, "we wouldn't want that now would we, dear warden," he says offering his arm.

I chuckle again taking his arm we walk back to camp.

We get back to camp and Alistair has gone to bed. I eat my dinner while talking with Zev and Cullen. I check on Leliana. She seems to be sleeping peacefully so I turn to my tent and fall into a deep sleep.

Author's Note: After a whole lot of editing during my 4 day break from school I also decided to do a bit more writing... enjoy:)