A/N I really couldn't stop thinking about this story. It was following me yelling "Write Me!" in my ear until I complied.

*READ- This story starts off when Eragon gets back to the Varden after Helgrid. For the plots sake he made it back on his own and Arya didn't come to get him.

Jierda Wyrda

Chapter 1: Flauga

Eragon stared across the field from the mouth of his tent. The Burning Plains seemed just as they had before he had left for Helgrid with his cousin, Roran. There was still some carnage and gore scattered across the plain. But for the most part the birds had picked it clean, and there were more birds still who circled the air, waiting for there next meal. Eragon sighed and went back into his tent.

It seems even the animals know more battle is yet to come. Eragon mused as he lied on his cot. He had only returned to the Varden the night before but he had yet to be able to rest. The moment he arrived Nasuada, Arya, Roran, and Saphira had all demanded re-counts of his adventured since Saphira had flown out of Helgrid 5 days before. After that they had told him about how no communication with the Empire's army had been made.

What troubles you, little one? Eragon saw Saphira's outline against the outline of his tent. The two had yet to be able to speak to each other privately.

A lot. There's very little that isn't troubling at this point. Eragon said truthfully. He had spent most of his time while traveling thinking about the past, present, and future. Mostly he had been brooding on his conversation with Roran around the campfire what seemed like forever ago.

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"I know it may seem unlikely at the moment," said Roran, "but I'm sure you'll meet another women who will make you forget this Arya. There are countless maidens- and more than a few married women, I'd wager- who would be delighted to catch the eye of a Rider. You'll have no trouble finding a wife among all the lovelies in Alagaësia."

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"What human women can begin to understand who and what I am, or the extent of my powers?"

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"I cannot in good conscience marry a women who will ago and die while I remain untouched by time; such an experience would be equally cruel for both of us."

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"In other words," said Roran, "It's safer for you to love Arya than to leave your heart free for the taking by a human women."

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"Who else can I marry but an elf?"

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It just hurts Saphira, Eragon told her through their connection, to know that I will find a women who can and will return my love. In his heart, Eragon knew that it was most likely for him never to find someone for himself. The fact was, he could only marry an elf, but since they do not practice marriage he will end up lonely for all eternity.

Fate would be cruel to allow one such as yourself to be alone through time. Just be optimistic, everything will turn out as planned. Saphira pulled the flap of the tent away with a talon so she could see Eragon. All will be well little one, I promise.

Eragon got up from his bed and went outside to guy Saphira's neck. She hummed, glad that the two were back together again.

I hope your right.

So do I.

Eragon awoke from his waking sleep a few hours later. After his conversation with Saphira he had decided to get some rest before he was needed elsewhere. Looking around he noticed Saphira's shadow against the material of his tent. After a quick yawn and stretch Eragon exited the tent and looked around at the Varden camp.

How was your sleep, sleepy head? Saphira said when she noticed Eragon had emerged.

Great. Said Eragon. He felt re-energized after being able to rest without having to worry about attack.

A boy came by while you were sleeping. He said that Nasuada requested your presence as soon as you awoke. Saphira said. Without a second thought Eragon started walking towards Nasuada's pavilion, with Saphira right behind him.

What do you think Nasuada could want? It couldn't be too urgent if it wasn't necessary to wake me. Eragon told Saphira as the two twisting their way through the camp.

It could just be some strategies for the next battle. Saphira reasoned. Or some more information on Murtagh and Thorn.

Possibly. The two arrived at the red tent and Eragon entered while Saphira waited outside.

"Good afternoon Eragon." Nasuada said as she noticed Eragon enter. She and Arya had been looking over what seemed to be plans for the next attack. Eragons heart sped up when he saw Arya.

"Afternoon my lady." Eragon responded, attempting to look anywhere then at Arya.

"We've just received news that could greatly improve the Vardens chances of over throwing Galbatorix." Nasuada told Eragon. He could tell that this was excellent news judging by how happy Nasuada seemed. He hadn't seen her so happy since the day he met her.

"And what would this great news be?" Eragon inquired. He walked towards the two women and tried to glance at what they had been working on but couldn't make it out.

"The Varden has had some agents inside of Uru'baen. Inside Galbatorix's own home to be exact. And we received word late this morning that they were able to steal the last dragon egg after months of work!" Nasuada said. It was clear that she thought this was the greatest asset to the Varden since Eragon had showed up at Farthen Dur.

Another egg! Eragon excitedly told Saphira.

Don't get too excited Eragon, She said logically, It is a good thing the egg is out of the kings grasp, but it is still yet to hatch. It could take years before it finds its rider.

Eragon repeated Saphira's logic to Nasuada and Arya. But instead of the reaction Eragon was expecting Nasuada just smiled some more. When Eragon chanced a glance at Arya he saw even she had a slight smile upon her lips. He felt as if everyone knew something they had not yet told him.

"Am I missing a piece of the puzzle?" Eragon asked. Nasuada nodded.

"The egg has already hatched," Eragons eye widened in shock. "and that's why we need you. We need you and Saphira to go and get this new Dragon and Rider. It's dangerous for them to remain in the Empire longer than necessary." Eragon nodded. "In the report the agents said that they were here," She pointed to Furnost. "It's the Rider's home. How quickly do you think you can be ready to leave?"

Eragon saw the excitement in Nasuada's eyes. What do you think Saphira? An hour at the most?

Sooner. I'm anxious to meet this new Rider and hatchling.

"We can leave as soon as some food can be found for our trip." Eragon told his liegelord. Nasuada clapped her hands and a soldier walked into the tent and bowed. She ordered him to find at least a weeks worth of provisions and to bring them to Eragons tent. The soldier bowed and exited. Eragon did the same as he left, he needed to prepare for his trip.

"Good-bye, Lady Nasuada. Good-bye Arya." Eragon still avoided Arya's eyes as he exited.

Ready for our next big adventure? Eragon asked Saphira as they once again picked there way through the many tents that made up the camp.

It seems unlikely that going to escort a Rider is dangerous to be classified as an adventure. But then again, you have a way of attracting trouble.