Me: Hey, everyone... Now I know some people are probably going to throw a fit, but while this is a new story it's also technically not. As the Summary said this fic is for the Support Conversations for my Fire Emblem: Awakening fic. Canon and non-Canon supports will be found within this book. I hope that you like how I interperate all the conversations. With that said we can move on to the C Rank Supports, and first up we have Chrom and Willow/Fem!Robin; this Support is not Canon.

Oh, and I should say I don't own the rights to Fire Emblem: Awakening, though I have my own copy of the game. What I do own are my OCs and the plot when it comes to them (so, in this story basically all of the non-Canon conversations count towards the latter).

Now, here's the first C Rank Support.


C Rank Support: Chrom and Willow (Not Canon)

~Takes Place Before Shepherds~

Willow cast one last glance at the room she'd been given for the night, but he bed still didn't look as inviting as it had earlier. Of course, that was to be expected after she'd awoken with a gasp with a tear stained face. A slight niggling feeling at the back of her mind told her she'd had nightmares before, but how bad they'd been was a mystery to her. All that mattered was that the one she'd had tonight was awful, though it hadn't been unexpected - the incident at Southtown had been very bad after all.

As it was everything that had happened after said incident Willow had been too tired to dream, but with the reprieve - however small it was - had allowed her to do so. And dreamt the dark haired woman had, but they hadn't been good. Willow sighed as she walked down the hall with no destination in mind. She was brought from her thoughts as a slight breeze tugged at her hair making her start. She glanced around and found herself in the garrison's courtyard. Movement pulled her eyes to a place across the open area to reveal that she wasn't alone; Chrom was flowing through different sword forms seemingly deep in concentration. Figuring the man didn't want to be disturbed Willow turned to leave, but wasn't able to get far.

"Willow? What are you doing up?" Chrom's puzzled voice had the dark haired woman pausing. She turned back to the Prince with a bemused expression.

"I could ask you the same thing, Your Highness. Don't you have an expedition to lead to Regna Ferox tomorrow?" Willow made sure her companion could hear the teasing tone in her voice.

Chrom chuckled, "I suppose I do."

"So then, why are you awake Chrom?" Willow asked her voice becoming serious with concern for her friend - she may not have known him long, but Chrom had done so much for her and her brother. To not see him as such just didn't feel right to the woman.

"Ah... well, I couldn't sleep," Chrom admitted sheepishly.

"You too?" something about the Prince's admission surprised Willow. She knew she really shouldn't be, Chrom was human after all, but from her time with him Willow's perception of Chrom had completely ignored that fact.

"Too? You couldn't sleep either?" Chrom asked a concerned look coming over his face.

"Uh... yeah, I couldn't," Willow admitted, "It's not a big deal though. What I want to know is what's keeping the Captain of the Shepherds up. Ah, but don't feel obligated to tell me," Willow quickly added letting her words hang in the air. As silence followed her words Willow felt an embarrassed heat rush over her face - concern of being too forward with Chrom, though he was her friend, filling her head.

"You sure you wouldn't mind listening to nonsense?" Chrom's question pulled Willow out of her inner thoughts.

"Huh? Ah... I mean I'd be happy to listen if you really want to tell me. After all it's the least I could do after everything you've done for Robin and me. Besides you're my friend, and I'd be a pretty poor one if I didn't listen to what you have to say," Willow could feel the heat flooding her face get warmer - she'd just rambled again, and something told her it wouldn't be the last time she did.

"Well, if you're sure," Chrom's voice held a small amount of humor before a serious look overtook his face, "I'm worried."

Willow tilted her head in question, "Worried? About what?"

There was a brief pause before the Prince replied, "About the coming days. I... I can't help but wonder if we'll get any aide from Regna Ferox, and if we don't..."

"Chrom..." Willow's voice was soft but with a tone that pulled Chrom's attention to her, "I can understand why you'd be worried, but we're days from when worrying over Regna Ferox will be a huge issue. And you're better at uniting others then you think. I can't speak for the others, but I can tell you that I trust you and I believe you'll get this alliance. So, put the fears you have aside for now, and try to remember that you have friends who would do anything to help you."

Chrom stood eyes still locked on the dark haired woman before him - he couldn't help but stare. Her words had soothed his fears, at least slightly. It was something he hadn't expected from Willow - a thought that had his face burning in shame. Up until now she had seemed the type to joke away a serious situation, or at least lighten the mood, but he'd just received some serious advice for his childish fears.

"Willow... thank you," Chrom said smiling at the younger of the mysterious twins.

Willow waved her hand dismissively, "It was no problem. You know, if you ever need to talk again I'm willing to listen."

"I'll keep that in mind, and if I can ever return the favor I hope you'll allow me to," Chrom said.

"Well, I'll let you know if the need should arise," Willow smiled, "But it's late and we have a long march ahead of us."

Chrom chuckled, "True enough, and that being said we should both turn in. Come on, I'll walk you back to your room."

"Ah, was it that obvious that I couldn't make it back on my own?" Willow asked red blossoming on her cheeks.

"Well, the garrison alone is rather large..." Chrom's voice was filled with humor as he began walking back to the sleeping quarters with Willow.

"Then get a smaller garrison," Willow mumbled just loud enough for her companion to hear. This earned her a genuine laugh from Chrom, which had a smile tugging on her lips. With this moment embedded in her mind's eye she figured she'd have no more nightmares... at least for tonight.


Me: And that's a wrap. Since this book is just the Support conversations don't expect real long chapters. Anyways hope you enjoyed the C Rank between Chrom and Willow. And expect all the other Support conversations to be in Third Person as well; I mentioned it in the Summary, but this is just a reminder and a heads up. Until next time, see ya!