A/N: Just a short little oneshot I had on my mind. Or it could be a drabble… I can never tell which is which.  I know I should be working on my other projects, but this is stuck in my head and I'm waiting for inspiration. :P Thanks!

Brisingr, pg. 739 '… and almost by accident, he found himself holding her in his arms.'

Arya's Point of View bold are thoughts, by the way

It all felt so right. His arms around me as I wept, his own tears falling into my raven hair. But, no! I couldn't, we couldn't, we could NEVER be together. I have a history of using my heart instead of my head. Faolin, that choice had been a mistake. I should have listened to my mother. He really hadn't been ready. But he wasn't like Faolin. He loved me and Faolin… I'm not sure. My mother told me Faolin would use me and so had Blagden, in a way. You could never know what that bird was saying- he spoke in riddles. Thinking about Faolin always made me upset. I buried my face in his shoulder and began to bawl even harder. Oromis and Glaedr gone… and they were my only hope for the truth. They had been the ones I had gone to with my problems with Faolin. They had told me that one day they would tell me about Faolin. I sighed inwardly, burrowing my face into him. Eragon.

Eragon's Point of View

I hope she won't be mad. Her face buried itself in his shoulder. He smiled slightly, but it vanished due to the present situation. I hope she is ok. She bawled even harder. The slaying of the Shade must have damaged her as well… After a minute… an hour… a day… a week. Time passed quickly, then excruciatingly slowly. But he held her, and she cried. Emotions poured silently out of the two of them. Occasionally his eyes would spill over, try as he might to hold them in check.

Brisingr, pg. 739 'He and Arya remained locked together for a long while, consoling each other, then Arya withdrew'

APOV

I didn't want to. I didn't want to. I didn't want to. But I had to… sometime. I didn't want to pull away. But Nasuada would be waiting. And we must go. My tears had followed their course, and it was time to learn to use my heart and head. "Eragon…" I pulled away. "We must go see Nasuada." Would he take offense? What if he didn't care anymore? Does he think of me as just a friend now? Will he… Does he… Won't he… Doesn't he… millions of questions raced through her over and over.

"We should… are you ok, Arya?"

"I think so."

"Alright, let us go."

A/N: I might turn it into a story one day… tell me if you think I should. I really should get back to I love you and Superstar, though. Thanks! Bibi! R-E-V-I-E-W! Yay!!!! *shakes pompom*