Wow, I'm surprising myself here. 3 updates in the space of about a week. Maybe exams are good for me ;)

Anyway, here's chapter 7!

Hot lips moved down his throat, leaving a trail of fire as they went along. Hands moved up and down his body, making him shiver. A woman, the one planting the kisses, giggled as her lips made him moan. A gruff voice next to him whispered rather crude promises in his ear, making him smile. He lay back onto the bed while Isabela and Anders ripped the robes off his body and then proceeded to undress each other. He watched as they touched and stroked each other before turning their attention back to him. Isabela climbed on top off him and leaned in close. Then she proceeded to yell, 'Garret! Open this bloody door!'

James sat up quickly, brought out of his disturbing but still rather kinky dream by someone banging on the door. He stood, still feeling rather groggy and stumbled towards it. He was about halfway there when he noticed his rather untimely reaction to the dream standing to attention. He froze, his eyes scanning for some kind of robe with which he could hide his embarrassment. The voice demanded he open the door again, so he scrambled to make himself presentable. Checking once more to see if everything was in order, he walked to the door and opened it.

A woman flew into his arms, holding him so tightly that he could barely suck in a breath. Bethany stood behind her, mouthing an apology. Ah... Mother-dearest has finally come along. Say hey to her for me, ok?, whispered Garret. James swore at the voice. He hadn't been expecting this to happen today.

'Why didn't you come to me the moment you were able?' his mother asked him, still not letting go. 'I've been worried sick...'

'I... I'm sorry... Mother.'

She started to sob against his shoulder. James didn't know what to do, so he just stood there. He caught Bethany's eye. She frowned at him and then motioned for him to hug her. Slowly he lifted his arms and placed them around the woman who had so recently become his mother.

They stood there for a while, the woman soaking him in tears. Bethany decided to intervene, stepping closer and placing her hand on 'their' mothers shoulder. 'Mother, do you mind giving him a chance to breathe?'

Reluctantly the woman let go of him. She stepped back and for the first time their eyes met. She stared deeply at him for a moment before asking, 'Who are you? Where's my Garret?'

'So he really is dead?' Leandra asked, her head resting in her hands. She had started to cry again. 'Yes, Mother... His wounds were fatal.'

'So who is that then?' she asked, pointing a James. 'Is it a Demon?'

James frowned at this. He had been called many things before but never once had anyone referred to him as a demon. Bethany was about to answer, when she recalled what Anders had said about the previous day's events. She righted herself and said, 'No, Mother of course not. He just isn't from this world. Flemeth brought him here to finish what Garret was supposed to do.'

'Flemeth? You mean the Witch that helped us escape?'

Bethany nodded. 'I know this is hard for you, Mother, but it is what it is. Please don't blame James for this. He didn't choose to be here.'

Leandra didn't react. She just sat there staring at the opposite wall. James wanted to say something, anything to console this woman, but he couldn't find the words. Bethany moved closer but just as she reached Leandra the woman shot to her feet and walked out of the room. 'Mother!' Bethany called out to her before taking off after her.

James, who had been leaning against a wall, sank to the floor. 'I'm sorry... mother.' He whispered.

Anders, who had been standing outside the door, considered entering the room, but stopped himself. He still couldn't face James after what had happened the day before. The taste of blood still lingered on his tongue. He shook his head and walked away.

Aveline had come in later that day with a few coins to add to the 'Expedition fund'. Anders had decided to send the others out to do missions and earn money, fearing another episode. The fact that Garret, the man he hated, was still in there somewhere disturbed him. What disturbed him even more was the fact that he had actually enjoyed the kiss they had shared. Goosebumps broke out across his arms as he thought about it.

He discussed this with Bethany, who listened in shock as he recalled the entire scene. She sat there in silence for a while before saying that she would look into it. Her Father had left her some books on magic that she would go through.

Anders had said that he will find out what he could from the mages he knew. He even considered Justice but quickly cast the thought from his mind. He laughed quietly to himself as a he realised that he and James had a connection. They both had an extra passenger. He wondered how he would explain it all to James.

'Hey...' said James as he walked up to Anders a while later. The blonde mage tensed at the sound of his voice. 'I see you met Leandra this morning. It didn't go so well, did it?'

James shook his head. 'It couldn't have gone any worse... She thought I was a Demon.'

'She's just in shock. She did lose her son after all.'

James remained quiet for a moment. 'You know, I don't think she did.'

Anders had been hoping to avoid this conversation, thinking that if James didn't remember the events that took place while Garret took control he didn't know that Garret was there at all.

'He's still here, Anders. He speaks to me sometimes, quite often when you're around.'

Anders didn't say anything.

'Is he supposed to be there?'

'No, he's supposed to be dead...' Anders sighed and stood. 'Bethany and I are looking into it. Whatever this is, we'll fix it. Ok?'

James nodded. There was a moment of silence. 'Did you like Garret?' James blurted suddenly.

Anders snorted. 'Quite the opposite, actually. I hated him. You know he kind off died because of me.'

James raised his eyebrows at this. 'He was dying and I didn't heal him. My hatred kept me back.'

'Do you hate me too, because we are kind of the same person now?'

Anders smiled, 'No, you're alright. Not like him at all.'

James also smiled then, before he remembered something. 'Yesterday, down at that sandy place... when I, he, went crazy like that. Did we kiss?'

Anders could feel the red spreading up his neck and across his face. He nodded, stiffly.

'You know that wasn't really me, right? It was Garret. I think he likes you. A bit more than any man should like another.' Flashes of his dream streaked through his mind, making him turn away to hide his own glowing cheeks.

Anders waited before saying anything. 'James, it's ok. I don't feel anything like that. Garret was a horny bastard, so just ignore the things he says.'

James nodded again and started to walk back to his room.

'In any case,' said Anders, 'It wasn't that good a kiss.'

This made James smile.

'Oh, before I forget. We almost have enough money for the expedition. You should be ready to move out soon, ok?'

'Why do we need to go into the depths of Hell again?' James asked making a face.

Anders gave him a puzzled look. 'What's Hell?'

Steamy start... Hehe

I couldn't think of anything to say at the end so I decided to make another lame attempt at humour...

Anyway, next up is the Deep Roads. I don't know if I'm actually going to write about what happened there. I might just make a few refs about it after the 3 year gap that takes place. (Maybe with Varric as narrator)

I feel bad about not including any other characters yet, but don't worry they will appear soon.

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