"Cullen!" A voice cried out to me, as I turned, Amara ran towards me. She was wearing a long light blue robe. It was one I had bought from Belle, who helped to set up a small market and trading area in Skyhold. I opened my arms as I walked towards her. My arms then wrapped around her waist and I pulled her in closer to me. My eyes closed I let out a sigh of relief. I found her, or rather she found me.

We held each other tight, neither one of us wanting to loosen out hold. I buried myself within her neck. Even in the dream she smelled wonderful. The smell reminded me of home, when the morning dew gently caressed the flowers around our house.

Finally we pulled away, and held hands. I gazed into her eyes. I knew tears were filling mine as I was worried I would not find her and she would be lost forever. As she smiled, my heart skipped a beat. I never thought I would find someone, let alone find the one while trying to stop the world from falling apart.

"How did you get here Cullen?" she asked as she tilted her head to the side. By the maker she was beautiful. Smiling I reached up and held her face gently "Dorian sought help after I found you. Grand Enchanter Fiona told him how to place me into a sleep like trance to enter your dream. Cole had read your mind and told us that you were lost in your fears and pain" I answered. Her face soon changed to one of confusion "Us?"

I nodded "Yes us. As we are lying on your bed, all those who are aiding the Inquisition...those who you have recruited are sat waiting." Her mouth opened as she eyes showed she was shocked. I don't think she realised how much she has had an impact on the people within the Inquisition. I giggled as I stroked her cheek with my thumb. I then followed her jaw line and gently pushed her mouth closed.

Silence fell between us. She then laid her head upon my chest as she wrapped her arms around my waist. I place one arm around her waist and place my hand upon her head. I held her tightly. All the memories from her past and those that she feared would come to past disappeared. I knew now she was scared. I knew she was hurting and was doing her best to remain strong, but at this moment, I saw her heart. Her love and care for the people that was around her.

As we stood, I could her faint voices within the mist. I looked around, trying to see what memories she was projecting. There was nothing. Amara lifted her head and looked around.

"Can you hear that?" she asked. Our embrace was loose as we moved away from each other. I tried to listen closely…

"Do you think he has found her?" it was Varric's voice. Amara and I shot looks to each other. Amara opened her mouth to speak, but I placed my finger up to my lips, asking her to stay silent. She came and stood with me as we listened closely. Soon the mist swirled around us as the figures of our friends appeared before us. We could see them gazing at the bed. Then as Varric began to reminisce about something we had done, the moment appeared before us

"Do you remember the wicked grace game we played?" Varric asked. It was random, but it is the others couldn't help but smile. They all nodded and talked about how much we had all had to drink, the stories we told…and how Cullen ended up losing his garments against Josephine. Laughter filled the room as Cullen's cheeks went scarlett red. I giggled as I watched.

Next was Cassandra "No I thought the best time was when Amara was trying to teach you how to ride a horse when we were in the Hinterlands?" Laugher filled the room as I remembered Varric falling off time and time again. I giggled myself.

"Hey that horse didn't like me…plus I needed something a little smaller" Varric protested, throwing his arms up. The room erupted in laughter as Dorian began to act out how Varric acted as he fell off the horse and how he ended up stuck on his back. Cullen looked over at me as we watched that moment unfold before us. I saw a wicked grin, cross his lips. Oh now he has something on Varric that he could use, since Varric always reminded him of what happened that night in the tavern.

As the laughter reseeded, Blackwall gently pulled on his beard.

"You know…my fondest moment was what she did for the children we have here..." they all smiled. They all knew what Blackwall was talking about. A few nodded as Cole added "They were happy…we forget what they are going through…"