AN There are probably things that will need explanations which will be in a note at the end of this chapter.

(Synopsis) As it ended, it all began...the last battle is over, time for grieving and rebuilding to begin.

The first morning of the Fourth Age for Nynaeve was spent among the wounded. Every time she healed a man or woman she would think of those she couldn't save, then she'd shake her head, and berate herself for those thoughts. She couldn't save everyone she knew that, yet everytime she came across a man who had died in the night, a piece of her heart died.

"Nyaenve Sedai?" she turned to see who had addressed her to see an Accepted standing straight backed with a grim face, she looked as if she could puke..or already had.

"Yes...?"

"Elloen, Nynaeve Sedai."

"Yes, Elloen?" a true smile on my face when her exspression changed to one of delight at being addressed by her name.

"Suana Sedai told me it's time for you to swap with Sevaraa Sedai."

"Tell Sevaraa Sedai where I am, I'll just finish this row of men, then move on to those that need a Wisdom's abilities more than an Aes Sedai's."

"Yes, Nynaeve Sedai..." she hesitated

"Is there something else, Elloen?"

"May I ask...well would you please ask around for my brother, or my pa among the wounded while your over there. I've been searching among these men but I haven't been able to find them."

"Of course." though I was reluctant to give her hope that her family members still lived. "What are their names?

"Rasid and Vamel Joyar, Nynaeve Sedai."

"Nationality?"

"Arafellin."

I couldn't prevent the sigh that escaped my mouth. Over the course of the day I've seen nearly fifty Arafellin males, none of which asked after a sister. "I will try to find them Elloen, but you must understand that there is very little chance that I will find them, as far as either of us knows they've been Healed ,and either sent to start rebuilding ,or to a tent to recover from the Healing."

"I know, Nynaeve Sedai, but I cannot just give up. I've been asking every Aes Sedai I've assisted today ,to find me if they learn anything of them."

"I will ask those among the rest of the men I heal today, Elloen, but that is all I can promise to do."

"Thakn you, Aes Sedai." she looked daunted by that task. "Which section of the camp should I tell Sevaraa Sedai you will be in, Nynaeve Sedai?"

"The north section, I should think, it's closest to...well never mind, Go find Sevaraa Sedai, Elloen."

She walked away before her name was completly off my lips. I bent down to the next man waiting to be Healed. When Sevaraa found me I'd already started the next row, she told me it was foolish to over exsert myself, though I wasn't tired, but I couldn't blame her for telling me off like an Accepted. I walked toward the north side of camp with my head full of thoughts about Elloen and her family. I'd almost said that I'd be closest to Lan when she asked where I'd be. I really was lost in my head today.

The north end of camp wasn't much diferent from the west end I'd been at, the only noticeable difference was the lack of Aes Sedai and strong Wisdom among the men and women and the bandages on the wounded.

When I reached a row of men I got to work resetting bones, cleaning cuts, and stitching small gashes. I asked several men if they had a sister named Elloen, but everyone i helped replied with a "no" or the rare "No, but my sister is among the Accepted. Could you see if she is here or where she might be?". With a heavy heart I stood in line at the soup pot, and noticed Sharina Melloy was directing the Accepted with serving the soup and keeping people in line.

When I was served my soup I walked over to her. "Sharina? Might I have a word with you later there is something Lan and I wish to discuss with you."

"Of course, Nynaeve Sedai, though it might be much later."

"Thank you, Sharina, any hour will be fine. I'll be lucky to get a few hours of sleep in before my turn for Healing is up."

"Then perhaps you should get to bed, Nynaeve."

"After I've finished my soup I plan to do just that. I'll see you later, Sharina."

AN Should I continue?