Imprints in Stone [AU]

[Marian Hawke]

She shifts a little. "I'll come back when Cindy wakes. I-- she'll know what to do. I don't know what to do by myself. I'm sorry."

[Tethras Clan]

"Then tomorrow night perhaps?" Zevran asks.

[Marian Hawke]

"She-- she might not be awake for a week, they said. She's safe now, but... I left her with my father."

[Tethras Clan]

Wait a moment... something... something about that is... hrrrm. "I see. Well, then my best wishes and prayer go with you, for a swift recovery."

[Marian Hawke]

She nods. "Thank you."

And then she is gone, moments before Zevran realizes what had been nagging at him. Who, in fact, Liz must be...

[Carver Amell]

Ever since Ari had delivered a note from Don three days ago, Beth has been... unwell.

Not that she's sick or anything. Nor is she having a crisis. In fact, she's been happier than Carver's seen in a long time -- which bought her a whole night and a half of not sleeping before he said something to her. Spending every spare moment during daylight hours working on some secret project is unhealthy enough, but when you couple spending all night working as well, Carver won't hear of it. He put his foot down, ordered her off to bed, and crawled in himself, satisfied that he was doing what he could to protect his twin.

When she comes down the next morning, clearly not having slept, he bites his tongue, scowls, and resolves to do better. 

Now, in the wee hours of the morning, after Merrill's gone to sleep and Carver's just gotten up to pee, seeing the light on in the study enrages him. He throws open the door, storming inside and hissing, vehemently, "You promised, Beth!"

[Bethany]

Bethany's head snaps up and she lets out a (n adorable) squeak of surprise, falls out of her chair and knocks over a stack of parchment in the doing. Which leads her to popping right back with a snarl at him causing a mess. "Damnit Carver!"

[Carver Amell]

"No," he snarls, shaking his head. "Not 'dammit Carver'. You promised you'd get some sleep, Bethany Willow Hawke Tethras. It is three in the morning!"

[Bethany]

"I did! But you made me knock over this papers, that's going to take like five gods be damned minute to put back in the right order!" Beth fires right back, clearly more focused on the papers than the sleep issue. And also still wearing the same dress she had put on two- well, three now technically- days ago. And looking exhausted.

[Carver Amell]

"Five damn minutes you can spend in the damn morning after you sleep, which you haven't done because you're a lying liar who breaks promises!"

[Bethany]

"I napped for an hour this afternoon so there!" Bethany flares at him, looking deeply offended by his accusations. Well, almost an hour. More than half an hour.

[Carver Amell]

"That's not sleep!" His voice tightens, rising in pitch as well as volume. "Beth! Go to bed, now!"

[Varric]

In his room, Varric debates the merits of dart versus gas as a transmission vector for sedatives. Or maybe just vocal specific paralytics. 

[Bethany]

"Is too sleep! I'm... fine. Just..." She's cut off by a yawn that mostly hides by sheer force of will in clamping her jaw shut. Of course that just makes it look like she's simultaneously bitten into something foul and in pain so... not really a good 'hiding' it.

[Carver Amell]

"Beth," he whispers, his shoulders slumping. "Why? Why are you doing this? Why won't you listen??"