Chapter 2: Prue

A/N: I am really happy to say that I got two reviews on chapter one. I was very happy about that. I hope you like this chapter and reviews are very much appreciated.(Even if they're negative because really if this chapter sucks I'm really gonna want to replace it so people don't hate my writting.)

Disclamer: I don't own any of this. Trust me if I did you'd see it in a book store not on a fan fiction site.

Arya had been too shaken at the sight of the rain soaked girl to do anything, but hold her tightly to her chest while Eragon ran for help. When he returned with Nasuada they managed to coax Arya onto a Saphira's back as she kept the girl cradled in her arms. Her life force was faint and Arya had refused to let the girl go whilst still alive.

Eragon saddled up behind them and they took off for the Varden. Eragon was forced to scold himself several times at how he enjoyed being able to wrap his around Arya so that she and the girl didn't fall off.

They landed outside Angela's tent and hurried to get the child out of the rain. Katrina who'd been studying healing with Angela stirred up the fire while Angela wrapped the girl in thick wool blankets and laid her on the carpet next to the fire.

Arya, although she let the girl go, refused to leave the tent. So it was Eragon's responsibility to inform Nasuada of what they'd discovered at the village.

Nasuada said for Eragon to stay with the girl until she awoke, and see if she knew anything worth knowing.

When Eragon returned to the tent nearly twenty minutes later, for Angela's tent was on the other side of the tent than Nasuada's, Arya was still sitting in the cushion filled corner to the girl's right staring intently on the child's face. To Eragon's relief the girl was starting to regain a normal skin color.

"Arya Svit-kona, are you all right?" Eragon asked taking a seat next to the elf. "You haven't spoken since we found the girl."

"I'm just worried, Eragon." Arya sighed, tiredly. "I should have sensed the girl sooner. Maybe if I had she would be alright."

Eragon laid a hand on her shoulder and squeezed gently. "Don't think about it like that. We got to her in time and you shouldn't be blaming yourself."

Arya smiled and yawned, barely able to hold herself up. "I wish I could believe you, Eragon. However you forget that double-checking was your idea. Had you not suggested it the girl might never been found."

Eragon smiled. He knew he shouldn't get his hopes up. When he had last expressed his feeling for Arya it had nearly destroyed their friendship. It was just so hard.

Suddenly Eragon felt something warm drop onto his shoulder and looked down to see that Arya had fallen fast asleep on his shoulder.

Yawning, Eragon leaned back against the many cushions at his back as Arya nuzzled into the crook of his arm.

She won't be very happy when she wakes up, Saphira said matter-of-factly.

I know but she was the one who leaned on me and I was tired to start with, Eragon replied.

Whatever you say Eragon, if Saphira had been in the room at that time Eragon knew she would have been smirking. I'll miss you when Arya wakes up and kills you.

Very funny, Saphira. Very fu-, and with that he was fast asleep.

"Katrina, will you go check on the girl back in my tent," Angela was giving more of an order than a question so Katrina left the Infirmary tent without a word.

As soon as she'd taken a few steps out of the tent Roran was at her side. Ever since she had become Angela's assistant Roran had been repeatedly shooed away from the infirmary tent.

"Hello," he said kissing her on the cheek. "Where are we off to?"

Katrina smiled and greeted her fiancée before saying, "Angela told me to go check on that little girl Eragon found. You know I still can't believe that he's a dragon rider. I mean it's hard for me not to still think of him as the farm boy that I grew up with,"

" I know but we've all changed. I mean-," Roran was cut short as they entered the tent to find Eragon and the elf Arya fast asleep with his arms wrapped around her waist as she leaned back against him.

"I didn't know Eragon and Arya were an item," Katrina whispered.

"I don't think they are," Roran whispered a little to loudly because Arya started to stir.

Immediately Katrina clamed her hand over Roran's mouth and put the index finger of her free hand to her lips. The pair watched as Arya grumbled sleepily, turned towards Eragon, wrapped her arms around his waist and snuggled into his chest.

"Aww," Katrina put her hands to her heart before heading over to the young girls side. "You have to admit they make a cute pair."

"I agree," was Roran's only reply as he watched his fiancée attend to the small child.

Before they left Katrina made sure to cover Eragon and Arya with a thick wool blanket, because it was getting late and it looked like the pair would be spending the night where they were.

She was with Faolin. They were sitting together under the Menoa Tree. Arya smiled and laid her head on Faolin's shoulder.

"I missed you," she said looking at his face for the first time in two years.

"I missed you too, 'Rya." He replied.

'Rya. Arya's smile broadened at his pet name for her. She had never had a one until Faolin started calling her that.

They stayed quiet for a while until Faolin broke the silence.

He sighed. "'Rya I have to tell you the reason I'm here."

"What do you mean?"

"I-I've got to tell you something."

"Do I want to hear this?"

"You kind of have to 'Rya. So please don't interrupt until I'm finished." He looked her in the eyes.

"It's about Eragon."

"What about him?"

"I know you have feelings for him and I need you to let me go."

"But I love you, not Eragon." Arya's vision clouded with tears, hot and stinging

"I know, but I'm gone and you and Eragon clearly love each other." At this point Arya had turned away from Faolin.

" 'Rya, 'Rya." Faolin took her chin in his hand and raised her head so that she met his eyes. "Consider this as me giving you full permission to let your guard down and be with Eragon."

Arya stopped crying and took the hand Faolin still had under her chin. "Just remember that I loved you first and I won't forget you."

Faolin laughed. "I wouldn't dream of it 'Rya. Don't you worry yourself one bit."

With that Faolin changed to Eragon, who smiled and embraced her. "So does this mean I can call you 'Rya now."

Arya simply laughed and smacked him lightly on the arm.

Eragon woke with a start also awaking Arya from her own elf trance.

"What the-," Arya said wondering why the heck she had slept with her head on Eragon's chest. Turning red upon realizing that her head still lay on Eragon's chest and quickly pulled away, drawing back a thick wool blanket.

"You fell asleep on my shoulder and I didn't want to wake you so I just went to sleep where we were." Eragon tried to explain sheepishly, expecting Arya to begin beating him senseless any second.

"Who are you people?" asked a tiny voice behind them.

Arya and Eragon turned around to see that they had awoken the little girl. Now that they got a look at her dry they got a better look at her.

She seemed small for her age, and a little underfed. Although her hair had seemed to be thin and dark brown in the storm her hair was actually thick and wavy. It's real color a light dirty blonde with small streaks on light brown similar to Eragon's. Her skin was still pale, but if you looked closely you could see a small cluster of freckles spread across her nose so lightly that you really had to look to know that she had any at all.

Her round, slightly sunken-in, blue eyes sparkled as she smiled brightly at two adults that she didn't even know.

Once Arya and Eragon had recovered from the mild shock, Arya told the little girl their names.

"What's your name, little one?" Arya continued.

"Prudence daughter of none. You can call me Prue though." Prue said, all smiles.

"Prue," Eragon began remembering what Prue had said when they had found her. ", Who told you that we would come and get you."

Pure giggled, "Oh you see, this voice came in my head and told me to stay hidden and that some people would come and get me. He said his name was Murtagh. He seemed really nice."

A/N: I really hope that I got that cliffhanger effect that was going for. This story is definately where the romance part of the story comes in. How will the Varden react to how Murtagh saved Prue? How will Prue adjust to the Varden? AND FOR GOODNESS SAKES WHEN WILL ERAGON AND ARYA FINALLY GET TOGETHER? (For all those out there who thought Arya was a stupid heart breaker I used to think that but then I developed into the hole she's probably just sad 'cause Faolin died thing)