A/:N Anon over at DAO kink meme said:

Story takes place long after Alistair made the ultimate Elissa recovered from her wounds and grieves, its discovered that she's pregnant. Teagan who is secretly in love with her, marries her and its assumed the child is his.
Two years later, the child is born and they're married but have separate rooms. Elissa comes to realize how much she loves Teagan and declares her love for him and he declares his love for her and they make love for the first time.

And this one was all "Huzzah!" Well, not that I'm following every part of the prompt - but fairly most of it is intact. :o)

I'm using my favorite AU for this - Oren lives, as Cousland managed to save him from Castle Cousland and then Wynne saved him and took with her to the Circle Tower. Alistair is made King and he dumps PC for Anora. She doesn't want to hear why. Yes, she will... learn.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, only this fanfiction is my fault.

1. Prologue

Amélie was growing tired by each strike, by each duck she had to do - and the Archdemon was weakening oh so very slowly. Risking a glance around, she saw Wynne limping tiredly, casting one spell after another, her face still full of determination. Zevran was everywhere and nowhere, all at once, still wearing the same playful smirk, even if his eyes were glaring additional daggers. And Alistair - no, not Alistair, His Majesty, was currently busy flying after being hit by Archdemon's tail. Immediately, she jumped to distract it from Alistair, attracting its attention on herself. A Grey Warden has to land the final blow, that much she was told by Alistair. She suspected it was because they were connected by the Taint but wasn't really sure about it. Riordan wasn't overly specific and Alistair didn't say much on the subject as well.

The Darkspawn flow seemed to weaken for a moment, so every Dalish archer, every Circle mage focused on weakening the beast roaring in pain, as arrows and magic penetrated its defences. Seeing it fall to the ground, Amélie yelled at everyone to stop attacking and with her sword run towards the limping beast. Her sword cut through the scales on its neck, covering her in Darkspawn blood. But the beast was still alive and still fighting - and before Amélie could do anything else, from last breath the beast caught her into its jaws and threw her aside. Before she got up and attemped to kill the beast, Alistair stood above the dragon, looking into her eyes for a moment which stretched like eternity.

And then he stabbed the sword into the dragon's head and everything exploded in blinding white light.

o.O.o

While the country was healing from the Blight, Amélie spent most of her days by crying. Crying over her family, crying over reunion with Fergus, crying over Fergus reunion with Oren, crying over the people who died it Denerim, crying over him. When she was healing her, Wynne told her about the new life now growing within her womb. So she was crying over their child, which would now bear the rank of 'bastard', first because he broke up with her and then even died.

Sometime during the first days after defeating the Blight Anora herself visited her. Part of her wanted to hate the Queen - but when she saw the sincere sympathy in the Queen's eyes, she just couldn't.

They were both silent for a moment, when the Queen said: "He loved you, you know. That's why he said he will marry me to ensure the throne."

"I don't want to hear that," growled Amélie with gritted teeth. "Because if that was love, I do not want to see what he would do, if he hated me!"

Anora just shook her head. "He loved you - and because he knew he won't survive the final battle, he thought it would be better for you, if he left, so hating him would make it easier for you to move on. He wanted you happy," finished the Queen quietly. Amélie was unable to stop the tears which came, Anora sat there hugging her, rocking her slowly from side to side, to calm her down.

When the day of Anora's coronation and Alistair's funeral came, she forced herself to calm - however, as soon as she was left alone at the memorial, her knees unable to carry her weight and she fell to the ground, sobs once again shaking her whole body. She had no idea how long she had been there - but when a hand touched her shoulder, it made her instincs kick in and she rolled aside, jumping into fighting stance, even if she didn't have any weapons with her. The person who touched shoulder wasn't an enemy. It was bann of Rainesfere, bann Teagan Guerrin.

"My lady?" asked he, unsure of her reaction. He noticed her staying while everyone else departed and was worried about her. Knowing how close she had been with Alistair, all of her companions and friends were worried she might do something to herself. She relaxed slightly, no longer looking ready to kill - more like ready to be killed, with the dark circles around her eyes, empty gaze. During the few days after the final batte she lost weight, too. And against her will the tears started to flow again, making an even bigger mess of her.

"Why did he have to die, bann Teagan? Why?" sobbed she. Not knowing how she would react he carefully placed his hands around her, pulling her into a hug. She stiffened for a moment - then clung to him like a child, burrowing her face in his chest.

He didn't quite understood to everything she was saying but one thing piqued his interest - and raised an alarm in his head. "'Why did he had to leave us?'" he asked in disbelief. "Are you serious, my lady? Does that mean...?"

"Yes," she looked up and answered with a sniff, "I'm pregnant with Alistair's child."

A/N: So, here comest the prologue. The fic is almost done, I'm just struggling with the last chapter. So, see ya all in next chapter, yes?