Sebastian stood from beside Lily, heading back to the camp after speaking with her. He nodded slightly to Anders as they passed, and he nodded back, before standing beside Lily.

She looked up to him and smiled, her green-and-blue eyes devoid of tears, and she patted the blanket beside her, urging him to sit. He lowered himself down, crossing his legs, staring at the ruins of her gardens and her home. He couldn't help but sigh.

"I'm sorry." He said, not looking down at her, "I… this wouldn't have happened if I had left sooner. But I don't regret it… I don't regret staying here… living here with you… loving you."

Lily took his hand and held it in hers, tracing the lines on his hand, "Ah… dhon't reghret it, too."

Anders looked down at her, before taking his hand away and wrapping an arm around her instead. She leaned her head on his shoulder, and he kissed the top of it, inhaling the scent of smoke and flowers in her hair. "I wish I could hear you speak more often, love, but I know it hurts you. You should write it down instead."

Lily shrugged. "Sho… sort wohrds, fhine."

"When I have that research that Hawke told me about, we'll find a way to restore your throat, I promise you." He said.

At this, Lily chuckled, "Noh… dhemons ohr sphirits…"

Anders laughed, "Oh definitely not! As much as I love hearing your voice, sweetheart, I've had enough of demons and spirits. I'd rather you keep that voice of yours than resort to dealings like that." He looked up at her home again, "But this is quite the mess, isn't it? What are we supposed to do now?"

She looked up at him, before shifting away from him to bury her hands on the burnt earth beside her. He watched her as she continued to dig, before finally dusting something off from the ground and giving it to him.

It was a plant bulb, burned at the stem but still in piece, its roots trailing below it. He looked down at Lily, who smiled at him and pointed at the bulb. "Reh-bild." She said simply, "Reh-plant."

Anders smiled down at her, "You are so strong. That's one of the things I love about you." She smiled at him and kissed the corner of his lips and settling into his chest as he looked at the bulb.

He looked down at her again, "You... were a mage. You didn't tell me. I didn't sense much magic in you when we first met."

Lily shrugged, "Dihdn't ask."

He blinked, "I... didn't ask." And then he remembered. Lily had told him that her mother was a mage in Tevinter, and he had indeed forgot to ask. And she seemed more comfortable in her skills as a rouge, that perhaps she hardly used magic. "You're right. I didn't ask. I just... thought that you would say something about it to me... being a fellow mage and all."

She looked up at him, "Should it mahtter?"

He looked down at her, and he smiled a little, "No, I guess it shouldn't. Knowing you're a mage just makes me understand how you know about our plight. And why you're so wise when it comes to telling me about it. You thought about it more than I should have. If there were more mages as wise are you are, well... it would make for a better world." He blinked again when he remembered. "It was you... wasn't it? In the Fade... the one who pulled me back? Justice saw you, didn't he?"

She nodded, and he felt his heart burst again that he tightened his hold on her and kissed her forehead, "You didn't only save my body. But you saved my soul as well... thank you, love."

Lily smiled, "Yoor whelcome, Ahnders."

"You know, I talked to Fenris." Anders said, and she looked up at him. "He and Hawke are getting married next month. He said that you can move back in to your old mansion if you want." Lily took a strand of her hair on her fingers and twirled it around, thinking, as she turned her gaze at her burnt down home. "The place is… well… it's falling apart at little. But I think we could get it fixed."

Lily reached down to her blackboard, and wrote, and Anders peered from the top of her head to read it. Sebastian offered to help me rebuild a house anywhere I like.

"Ha! Perfect!" He said, smirking, "We'll get that guy to rebuild your mansion… with a wide garden, plenty of rooms, a fountain and a huge bath tub to accommodate us both!" Lily laughed against his chest, "We both deserve a bath after this. We both smell like smoke and earth."

Lily stilled beside him and scribbled on her board again, before holding it up and looking at him seriously, Have you forgiven Sebastian?

He sighed, "Yes. I did. It was hard… but I was able to. I'm sure you did, too."

She bit her lip as she erased her previous writing from her board and scribbled again, A house is just a material possession. I can live off the land if I wanted to. You and Cuddles are my most precious possessions, so yes, I forgave him. It was hard letting go of my small comforts, but if you're here with me, then I am happy.

"That is very wise of you." Anders said, and she smiled at him, but he smirked at her, "So… you consider me as one of your possessions now?"

At this, Lily looked at him, her eyebrow raised. Suddenly, she smirked and leaned over to him, kissing his neck before licking his skin. He held his breath as she raked her nails through the fabric of his trousers, inching dangerously close to his crotch. He felt the stirrings of want run down his spine, and he groaned a little. She pressed a small kiss on his ear, before breathing out, "Nhot mhine?"

"Oh, you insufferable minx." Anders moaned, "Of course, I'm yours. I'll always be yours."

She leaned back and grinned, before settling into his chest again. He sighed as her fingers finally stopped their torturous path. "You're going to pay for that."

She chuckled a little, before silencing, looking up her house. Anders looked down at her to see that she was biting her lip, her brows furrowed with worry. He tilted her chin up to look at him, "You're biting your lip. That means you're worried about something. What's wrong, love?"

Lily blinked a little, before reaching up and touching his cheek, "Ahnders…" She whispered, "Lhove me?"

Anders sighed and kissed her forehead, "You know I do. I love you more than life itself. Beyond the Fade."

Her eyes moistened a bit, "Tehl you…"

"Tell me what, dearest?"

But Lily lowered her head, taking her hands away, and wringing them at her lap. She mumbled something that he didn't understand. "Say that again, love? I didn't quite hear you."

"Ahnders… Ahm… phr… pregnhant."

He blinked in surprise, looking down at her, his breath caught in his throat. Lily still sat with her head down. He swallowed and willed himself to speak, "Pregnant…? You… how long?"

"One mohnth." She said, still wringing her hands, and she looked up at him, a tear running down her eye. Anders sat still, staring down at her.

Pregnant. He couldn't understand. Solona told him that the Taint from Joining would cause him to become infertile, and it was the reason why King Alistair of Ferelden was having a hard time producing an heir. Although, he had to admit that he couldn't keep his hands off Lily and that they were pretty… active, but the fact that they could conceive was… surprising. He thought hard about how it could happen. Perhaps he was just lucky? Or maybe…

Or maybe… that night when he died and Justice separated from him, the spirit had taken the Taint out of his blood with him.

It all made sense, when he thought of it. He didn't sense the darkspawn that attacked her home before, and lately, he had stopped getting the nightmares that was a known effect of the Taint. Whether it was Justice's doing, or whatever the reason, Anders' chest seemed to swell, and he had a hard time breathing. Lily was pregnant. And he's the father.

Lily tugged on his sleeve now, her eyes watering with tears, and whispered, "Dhon't… whant it…?"

Anders blinked hard, and he couldn't help but laugh. The swelling in his chest turned out to be joy and he laughed out louder as he stood up and pulled Lily into his arms, lifting her completely off the ground and spinning her around, making her shriek.

"Don't want it? Sweetheart, of course I want it!" Anders nearly yelled in delight, "This is all I ever wanted! By the Maker, I love you so much!"

He stopped spinning her, a little breathless, and captured her face in his hands as he kissed her hard, wrapping his arms around her tightly and making her arms wrap around his neck as she let out a breathless, happy sigh. He kissed her cheek, her forehead and her neck, holding on to her, "Maker, thank you!" He whispered against her neck in reverence. "Thank you…"

"What is going on, Anders?"

He separated from Lily to find Hawke, Solona, Merrill, Varric, Isabela and Aveline looking at them, their gaze confused. His face split into the widest grin they had ever seen on him, and he put an arm around Lily.

"Lily…" He said, still a little breathless, but he swallowed, "Lily's pregnant! I'm going to be a father!"

"WHAT?!" His companions exclaimed, and they looked at Lily for the confirmation. She blushed and nodded a little, and a burst of cheers broke out from the group. Varric, Aveline and Isabela came forward and patted Anders on the back, and Solona, Hawke and Merrill fawned over Lily. Sebastian and Fenris simply stood by the fire and watched as their friends congratulated and cheered on the couple.

Sebastian sighed, "I almost killed a pregnant woman and a father-to-be. I didn't know…"

"From the look on Anders' face, I would say that he didn't know about it either." Fenris said as he stood beside the Chantry brother, "It is good that you let them live… even though, I myself would've wanted to kill Anders for what he did."

"And yet you didn't." Sebastian observed.

The elf shrugged, "Like you said… 'we all make our own choices, to do good as well as evil. That is our doing, not the Maker's'. I chose not to kill Anders, for Hawke's sake. She needs him and his knowledge to settle the rebellion. If it means that less people are going to die by letting Anders live, then I would agree to it."

Sebastian looked at the elf, "Do you really believe Anders can help quell the rebellion?"

"I do not know if the peace will last, but if he helps in achieving it, then I hope he does." Fenris admitted, "Anders has seen it all. He took a spirit inside of him, fought against sapient darkspawn, drank the Taint, experienced the life of a Grey Warden and travelled much through the Fade and Deep Roads. His extensive knowledge is invaluable. With Merrill and Amell with him, I believe he would help in ensuring peace could achieved between mages and common folk."

"I hope you're right about that." Sebastian said, "It's just really… hard… to let go of my anger. Even if Elthina is alive, he killed much of my Chantry brothers and sister."

Fenris nodded, "Swallowing your hatred is hard, and it will surface a few times." He said wisely, and Sebastian knew that it was because of personal experience. "But Anders regretted his decision and he wishes to repent. That is the reason why he fought with us to defend the mages, and why he stopped running from you and even offered you his life in repayment for his crimes. Isn't that what your Chantry taught you? To forgive and have faith in the Maker that there is a path destined to him?"

Sebastian got quiet for a moment, "You… are quite right there." He said, sighing deeply, "Anders… is a good man. I could tell that from our travels with him."

"As much as I hate to admit it, he is." Fenris said, "Whatever Fate decides for them, I hope it would be for the better." He patted Sebastian on the shoulder, "Come. Let us congratulate them, at least. In a world of darkness and despair, the miracle of having a little one is something to truly behold."

"Wishing Hawke would give you a little one soon, Fenris?" Sebastian smirked, and the elf's face darkened as he scowled at him, but the faint blush on his cheeks defied his anger.

"Shut up."