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Author's Notes: I hope everyone likes this chapter! I do not have a beta reader for this fanfic yet so all mistakes you find are all mine.
When Dorian, Harry and the rest of the group appeared on the other side of the Fade Rift they all found themselves at Adamant Fortress.
Harry's green eyes widened and emotion filled them when he saw that he was no longer in the Fade.
No longer was he trapped alone in the fade with nothing but demons and spirits.
They had only just appeared on the other side but to Harry it felt…it felt different than the Fade…It felt better than the Fade …. It felt real.
Harry glanced to Dorian and for just a moment maybe more out of just having spent too much time in the Fade he half expected the handsome mage to change into some kind of horrible demon or spirit but when the man remained a man Harry smiled.
Harry felt overwhelming feelings of relief flood through his insides. Harry remained quiet as Maxwell Trevelyan was speaking to some men, it seemed important but he wasn't really paying attention instead he was more focused on Dorian who had grabbed onto his hand only moments before and was grasping onto him firmly as though he was afraid the wizard would disappear.
Suddenly Harry found his head feeling very hot and he soon collapsed, his vision going black.
Dorian caught Harry in his arms as the wizard collapsed, worry for his precious soulmate shining in his eyes as he did so.
Panicked he felt for a pulse and breathed a sigh of relief when he found one.
Dorian put his staff away, also picking up Harry's fallen staff and put that away as well, he then rearranged his hold on Harry in a carrying position.
A worried but determined expression was on the mage's face he directed his gaze to the Inquisitor, "Inquisitor I'm going back to Skyhold" Dorian informed the other man.
Maxwell Trevelyan stared at Dorian and gave an understanding nod to the mage. The man stared from Dorian to the man who the mage was holding protectively in his arms.
"Yes, of course Dorian"
Maxwell turned his attention to Solas, "Solas go with Dorian please"
Solas gave a nod of acknowledgement to the Inquisitor, "Yes, understood Inquisitor"
Hours later Solas , Dorian , Harry and a few other inquisition members travelled in a medic caravan to Skyhold and followed by more inquisition members to protect them .
Solas and Dorian sat by Harry's side who lay on his back , his arms by his sides and eyes closed.
Solas was healing Harry's injuries with Dorian holding onto Harry's scarred hand firmly , his own hands trembling with emotion.
The trip back to Skyhold felt longer than it usually did to Dorian , longer than any other trip ever had before.
Most of Harry's fresh injuries had been minor , though Harry did have new scars that he had acquired in the Fade from more serious injuries. Dorian didn't care about any of Harry's scars , new or old , Harry was still beautiful to him.
Days after Harry had collapsed Dorian wondered worriedly out loud why Harry was still asleep , his injuries were healed….physically there wasn't anything wrong with him anymore.
"Dorian it is possible that Harry is mentally exhausted and is most likely enduring any other side effects from being in the Fade" Solas said, his attention on Dorian. "He has been in the Fade physically for a month, don't be too surprised if he doesn't wake up. No matter how strong a person he may be, it would be some kind of miracle for him to be physically be in the Fade for that long and survive the ordeal"
Dorian glared at the elf, though he knew that it wasn't the elf who he was angry at but rather at the situation itself.
Harry was unconscious and unresponsive to everything that was happening the entire duration of the trip and remained so for 2 months.
It was on a morning when Harry finally woke up he couldn't see anything at first but after feeling around for his glasses for a while he eventually found them and put them on. Harry then sat up and looked around him and saw that he was in some kind of infirmary.
The room fit only 5 beds for patients. There wasn't a lot of light in the room either, though it did appear to be daytime outside the window. There was a couple tables in the room as well as some boxes and barrels. Besides Harry there was 3 other patients in the infirmary beds and the door was shut to give all of them some peace and quiet as they recovered from whatever injuries they had received.
Harry sat upon the bed for a short while, not moving from where he sat as feelings of confusion, fear and cautiousness filled him.
He soon remembered what had happened to him.
The last thing that he could remember was being in a place called the Fade. The Fade was a horrible place, he had no idea for how long he had been there for but there had been demons there…. Spirits…. Things always trying to kill him or trick him into letting them possess his body.
He had been alone …trapped and scared.
Harry never wanted to set foot in that place ever again.
His soul mate Dorian and Dorian's friends had rescued Harry and had brought him through to a different world. He was finally free from the Fade and even if this world was dangerous as well, at least he would be with someone who cared about him.
Harry stared around at the infirmary at his place on the bed, was he in Ferelden now? He wondered to himself but more importantly …. Was he somewhere safe? These thoughts made him feel panicked and soon more panicked thoughts started to fill his head.
Harry continued to sit on the bed for probably 1 or 2 more hours until the door opened and a man entered the room and shut the door quietly behind him.
Harry couldn't help but stare at the man in shock, the man who had entered the infirmary had a face he recognised from all those soul mate dreams. There had been some changes but Harry knew that face….He would know it anywhere… It was Dorian.
It looked like Dorian hadn't bothered to get his hair cut while Harry had been comatose as the handsome mage's black hair was longer now and he had a short beard.
When Dorian saw Harry staring at him he froze and a mixture of emotions filled his eyes and he looked as if he might cry.
"You're awake" Dorian murmured before quickly walking over to Harry's bed and after sitting upon the edge of the bed pulled Harry swiftly into a firm embrace.
Harry was quiet as the mage held onto him but soon he returned the embrace, slowly wrapping his own arms around the other man and holding onto him probably just as tightly as Dorian was.
"I… I was so afraid you weren't going to wake up" said Dorian. "You've been comatose for 2 months…"
"I'm sorry Dorian…" Harry said quietly as tears fell down his face slowly.
Dorian was crying as well and he wiped away Harry's tears before kissing Harry on the lips, a kiss that was slow, chaste and filled with love.
After they broke the kiss, they both held onto each other a while longer before Dorian asked Harry how he was feeling.
"I've been better..." admitted Harry quietly. Harry wore a thoughtful expression for a moment before saying, "I am sort of hungry, is it alright if I have something to eat?"
Dorian gave a nod and he got up off the bed, intending first to inform the infirmary's healer that Harry was awake and then to get the other man something to eat.
"Of course, I'll go get you something...Please wait here and rest" said Dorian.
Harry nodded and then laid back down upon the bed.
Harry waited for a short while until a woman entered the room, Harry felt cautious but he allowed the woman to examine him. A few days later Harry was given permission to leave the infirmary and upon Dorian's suggestion from then on would sleep in the room in Skyhold that Dorian had claimed.
A couple of days later after Dorian had walked with Harry to the room they would be sharing together they sat down upon the bed side by side.
During the couple days that Harry was in the infirmary after Harry had awoken Dorian had gotten a haircut. Now his beard was gone, his hair was short again and his moustache was back to it's former magnificent glorious self.
"So, what happens now?" Harry asked.
Dorian looked at Harry, glancing beside him, a soft smile on his face as he did so and he placed a hand upon Harry's own hand.
"What do you want to happen?" the mage asked.
Harry was silent for a moment, no one had ever asked or even cared about what he had wanted before.
"I don't know…I guess...date you and spend the rest of my life in this world with you" Harry said quietly. "I...I mean if you want the same…I know we're soulmates but…"
Dorian suddenly put a stop to whatever else Harry was going to say by claiming Harry's lips in a kiss.
Harry felt surprised but he returned the kiss and though the kiss was brief it was filled with love.
"Don't worry Amatus I want the same..." Dorian said.
Harry smiled in relief, "Good..." he said before kissing Dorian again.
The next day Harry awoke hearing a noise nearby to him, opening his eyes and putting on his glasses he saw Dorian wearing mage attire and placing a tray of food upon the bedside table.
"Here I got us breakfast Harry, after we eat I'll give you a tour of Skyhold" said Dorian in a cheerful tone.
Harry smiled and he thanked his soul mate before eating his breakfast with Dorian. After eating the food and drink that Dorian had brought to him Harry dressed in some mage clothes that Dorian gave to him. The clothes had all been personally picked out and bought by Dorian himself. Dorian had turned away from Harry for a short while to give his soulmate some privacy as Harry got dressed.
Once Harry had finished dressing into the mage clothes he had been given by Dorian he went to a full-sized mirror and looked at his appearance.
Harry now wore a long dark blue shirt that had a sort of fashionable sash belt and that had buckled straps along the sleeves. He wore long black pants with a belt and wore boots that did up with buckles and on his hands he now wore fingerless leather gloves.
"Do you like them Harry?" said Dorian who was currently waiting and sitting upon the bed."If it is not to your tastes we will go shopping and I will buy you clothes that you do like"
Harry smiled, "It's fine. Dorian don't worry, I like them"
Harry walked over to where Dorian was waiting and they soon left the room.