When Bethany awoke, she was still entangled with Leliana. She felt peaceful, happy, and looking at the still sleeping spymistress it seemed the other woman echoed the concept. With a stretch, Bethany moved to go downstairs...

"What do you mean vanished?"

"I am just as concerned as you are, Warden."

The fact that the first was Marian was curious, but the fact that both she and the replying Morrigan sounded frantic made Bethany dash downstairs even further. Marian was growling, dagger in hand, and appeared quite ready to attack the Queen of Fereldan. This was only enhanced by a very low, dangerous "I put you on that throne, and by the Maker AND the Old Gods I can remove you from it!"

Morrigan shivered at the coolness in her friend's voice. Seeing an opportunity, Bethany rushed in and put herself between the two. "What has happened?"

"Her little...brat," Marian grumbled, "has abductedy daughter."

"Could it not be the other way around?" Morrigan countered.

"She is six, he eleven. Do the math." Marian sighed.

That was when Bethany heard the whisper, the voice...

"The eluvian," she said suddenly. She met the stunned eyes of the two mothers and clarified. "He took her through...somewhere."

"So help you, if anything has happened..." Marian mumbled.

Morrigan was already halfway there. The two Hawke women followed.

As the trio stepped through, they were met with a strange sight. It was false footing, their steps foggy...

"How could Kieran do this?" Morrigan gasped.

"WHY would he do this?" was Marian's question, anger at the witch dissipating as the reality hit even her.

This was the Fade. Morrigan stopped, shaking. "To direct the eluvian here would take tremendous power! If he is lost to me now..." She then looked at the Warden rogue, seeing panic there too as Marian quickly ran forward in the fog.

"We will find him your majesty," Bethany tried to assure. "They can't have gone far." The words sounded hollow. All three knew this place was infinite.

"Whatever happens next is my doing. I set him on this path..." Morrigan sighed. "And now he has pulled in another, an innocent. Please..."

As she started to speak, there was a crash and a whine. Bethany recognized Marian as the whimper and hurried, running with Morrigan straight on her heels.

The scene was odd. Marian had approached, and was currently flat on her rear, while Kieran and Leandra spoke with an old woman. Then Bethany heard the growl beside her. "Mother."

"THAT is your mother?" Bethany laughed, the scene resolving in her mind.

"You kidnapped my son..." Morrigan tried.

"He came to see his grandmother, and brought his intended. It seems manners skip a generation. Though I did meet your husband."

"Her husband," Marian added, "was trying to kill you at the time."

Flemeth turned on the red-head. "I remember you having better manners."

"You didn't have my daughter captive at the time," Marian pointed out. "I know how you extend your life. You will not have my daughter or the prince." Pausing, Marian stood and brushed herself off. "Or Morrigan, for that matter."

At that, Morrigan prepared her magic and pushed it forward...to no effect.

"Stop." Flemeth ordered, almost chiding. "You will endanger the children." She put a hand on each of the kids' shoulders. Leandra beamed, then Flemeth got on one knee and spoke to her. "Why don't you go to your mother, girl?"

Lee skipped to Marian, who immediately wrapped her in a hug and lifted her up. Then she looked at Morrigan, still stretching for magic. "What have you done?" Mari whispered.

"Nothing. She drank willingly."

It was Bethany who spoke in awe. "You are Mythal." The nod damned any further words.

"I drew you here for more than the boy. He has made his decision." With that Flemeth turned to the boy. "No more dreams. Just as I promised." Then she walked with Kieran to Morrigan. "He is your son, my girl. Take care of him." She put her hand on the young witch's forehead, a pulse of green flooding into the woman.

"What..?" Bethany started.

Flemeth did not let her truly speak. "You need a power to defeat Corypheus. I can give you that."

She turned to Morrigan. "Do you understand?"

"I...do." Morrigan actually grinned a bit. She met eyes with Bethany, whose eyes glowed in understanding.

"I did not expect the knowledge to be shared," Flemeth noted. "Is it fate or chance?"

"It does not matter," Bethany suggested. "We will fight this evil."

The old woman nodded, suddenly seeming quite elderly.

Morrigan called after her. "Mother!"

"A soul is not forced upon the unwilling," was all Flemeth said. "You were never in danger from me."

Marian carried her daughter on her shoulders the whole way back to the mirror. Halfway there Kieran rushed up to take the Warden's hand. Marian looked down on shock at the young boy, but saw him look up to meet her eyes with a smile. "So...mom..?"

Marian chuckled and peered back at Morrigan. The other woman looked shocked, amused, and still frightened. "I'll tell you what. I'll get my husband to say yes if you get your father to do the same." From the way the boy beamed, it seemed that was the right thing.

As soon as they returned through the eluvian, however, the world was ready to fall on them.

"Corypheus grew impatient," Bethany huffed in fear. She met her sister's eyes. Pleading. Mari nodded, seeking...

"Nathaniel." The man paused, sighing in relief at seeing his daughter. "Take Leandra and Kieran to the Undercroft. Stay there until this is over."

"But..."

Marian kissed him soundly. "The Wardens are ready. Ohgren will lead them."

"Ohgren?"

"You and I aren't Wardens right now," she clarified. "We happen to be taking care of family." She looked back to Bethany, taking her sister by the hand. "Get Leliana. I'll find Carver. We are staying with you through this."