Jennifer was twitching in her sleep. Every so often her hand would spasm or her brow would furrow and she would moan. Anders would toss his head about, murmuring softly. Bethany and Merrill stopped when the ritual was complete, eyeing Fenris warily. He sat beside Jennifer, concentrating. Pain creased his brow as he could feel the power of the lyrium drain from his body.

Every now and againhis breath would hitch and his lungs would seize. He fought past these times, coaxing the spell onward. He gripped his legs tightly, his gauntlets diffing into leather and tanned stained skin.

-ooo-

Justice had grown weary, the memories too much, but he pressed on. When he came to the golden box, he prayed to the Maker that this was it. He opened the box and a light brighter than any others engulfed him in a warmth. When he appeared he saw Jennifer as she was and she was smiling so brightly. He knew, this was her mind, the source of herself and it was trapped within this golden box. She looked at Justice and stepped forward once. "You came."

Justic nodded stepping towards her. "I have."

And if it were possible her smile brightened. "I hope you did not have too much trouble. I've watched you. Things I hoped never to reveal were shown to you, and… I hope… I hope you will not judge me differently."

"What has passed cannot be changed and that was a different world. I judge only those who have wronged you and who have left you." She stepped forward until she was just before him.

"Thank you. I am ready to go home." She hugged Justice tightly, reveling in the feel of another after so long. Justice pushed her at arm's length and brought two fingers to the symbol just above her brow.

-ooo-

Jennifer woke up screaming, the sound was too loud, the color too bright. Everything was magnified as she held her head tightly in her hands. Bethany and Merrill were beside her comforting her. "Jennifer are you alright?"

Jennifer looked over to Fenris who lay on the floor, panting. She looked at him and watched as his markings flickered in rhythm with the wracking pain of his body and she knew. "What did you do?" She heard a groan beside her signaling Anders waking, and she moved away to Fenris' side.

"Only what needed to be done." When she moved to place a hand on his shoulder, he shrank away. "Don't. The markings, they are too much at the moment. I will be fine. I'll-" He collapsed before he could finish and Jennifer shook him gently.

"What did you do?!" She asked frantically as she shook him again. "Stupid elf? Why would you do that?" A tear spilled from her eye and she looked at Anders who was rubbing his head. "Help him!"

With a sleep set groan he moved towards Fenris' side his hands aglow as he hovered them over the elf's body. "He'll be fine, he's exhausted himself." Anders pulled back his hands and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Maker…"

Merrill brought Jennifer and Anders some water, she took a tentative sip before helping Fenris drink the rest. She eyed him worriedly before smacking him on the shoulder. "You dolt! Who said you could do that." She huffed and stood before being bombarded with two sets of feminine arms, tangling around her in a tight embrace. "Holy crap balls! You act like I had died!" She smiled hugging Bethany and Merrill in return.

Bethany ran to the door and opened it, revealing an apprehensive Hawke, Aveline, Varric, and isabela. Jennifer waved enthusiastically and Hawke ran forward colliding with Jennifer in a loving hug. Jennifer pushed him away, smiling before pointing to the unconscious elf. "Help me move him to that cot over there."

Hawke and Aveline moved him from the ground; Hawke mumbled something about the mysteries of the elf being heavy. Fenris moaned in his sleep and Jennifer sighed with relief, if he could complain about pain he was doing just fine. Anders walked over to her, hugging her tightly and bent forward to whisper in her ear. "We'll talk later."

Jennifer merely nodded, too numb for the realization that she was whole once again, the ping in the back of her mind now a raging torrent of energy, emotion and life. A tear slipped from her cheek and Anders stepped back looking at her worriedly, "Happy tears." She sniffed, wiping at her eyes. He grinned, more than Jennifer had seen in the months that she had been here and she slapped him playfully on the arm. "Don't ever be dumb enough to almost get caught about the Templars again! Next time I won't step in for you." She smiled brightly and turned towards her new friends.

Varric stepped forward, "Nice to see your old self again, Smiles." He winked at her and she couldn't help but bend forward to kiss his cheek. Strictly a platonic kiss, wouldn't want Bianca to get jealous.

When the others were heading home she stepped back towards Fenris' cot. "I'm staying here. It's my fault that he's hurt. I want to help him get better." She gave a stern look when Hawke began to protest but he held up his arms defensively and moved towards the archway.

Anders looked at her and moved her hair from her face eyeing the sun shaped brand with the twisted rays and sighed. Jennifer waved to Bethany and Merrill as they made their way out of the clinic smiling more brightly than she had before. She turned back towards Anders, her smile fading abruptly. "How could you? How could you not tell me I was a mage! That I had magic! What's wrong with you?!" She socked him in the shoulder and huffed.

Anders blinked by the sudden change and rubbed his arm. "What would you have me do? You were so happy about having magic in this world, do you think I would want anyone to go through the prejudices I have gone through my entire life?" He stepped forward folding his arms. "Yes, it was a risk, and yes, I knew when you finally found out you would be furious, but you are the first person I have ever met that actually liked magic. That saw the beauty in it. I didn't want our society, our world to sully that for you." Anders combed his fingers through his hair, his nails scratching against his scalp in frustration. "I didn't want that light in your eyes or the brightness in your smile to fade because people are scared of the unknown, frightened that a mage who has done nothing but help people, could turn into a monster."

Jennifer glared at him, "That wasn't your choice to make." She turned to glance at Fenris a moment. "But I do understand why you wished to protect me. The Templar's, the Knight-Commander… it was awful, Anders. They are monsters…" She wrapped her arms about herself and shuddered, closing her eyes tightly and then regretting it when she saw Alrik's face in her mind. She turned back to Anders and smirked. "I'm sorry I made you all worry."

Anders wrapped his arms around her, carding his fingers through her hair. "Not all Templars are as bad as the ones here, there are many circles where you can find a decent Templar or two. But we shouldn't have to be watched over like feral dogs. I didn't want that for you, I was so worried when you turned yourself over to the Templars." He admitted horrified with himself for being so open and blunt.

"You're a big softie." She giggled against the feathers of his coat pulling back and grinning at him mischievously.

Anders smirked, "Only when you're around it seems." He ushered her to a cot nearby Fenris and shoved a clay mug into her hands. "Drink this, it'll help keep your strength up, I am not exactly sure what effect this whole ritual might have put your body through."

Jennifer obediently drank from the mug and pursed her lips as she swallowed, "Holy crap balls! This is awful!" She wiped her hand on her tongue attempting to remove the taste from her mouth.

Anders laughed, a lovely sound that made Jennifer smile beside herself. "Well it wouldn't be medicine if it was tasty." He moved to Fenris' side and checked his vitals before coaxing a potion down his throat. "He would throw a right tantrum if he knew he was staying the night here while I was the one tending to him." Anders' brow furrowed before he gently laid Fenris' head back onto the cot and moved to sit next to Jennifer. "You know, if you ask nicely I'll teach you the basics of magic, in return for a small payment of course."

Jennifer eyed him suspiciously edging away from him. "Nothing like that!" He clarified with a wicked grin. "Although…"

"Absolutely not! Teacher student relationships are strictly a 'no no'!" Jennifer gazed at him in mock horror.

"Well then I suppose teaching you the basics is out of the question then." Jennifer smacked him on the shoulder and frowned at him. He reared back from her glare with a playful smile on his face. "Alright! Alright! I yield! I yield!"

"You better, serah!" She grinned.