For those of you who might not know, I changed the ending of my last chapter, so you might want to read that before this chapter.

Eragon slowly walked back to his tree house, ignoring the looks from the elves.

Don't be so sad, little one, all is not lost. Saphira tried to cheer him up, but to no anvil.

After reaching his home he found that Arya was sitting on the bed, crying. He wanted more than anything to comfort her, but he knew that would only make things worse.

She had not seen him yet, so he figured he could slip out befoe she noticed him. He slowly started to shut the door, but it gave a slight squeak, giving him away.

Arya twirled around, hearing the noise, and caught his eyes. Eragon stared into her eyes, not able to look away. They were slightly puffy and red, a sight that made Eragon, too, want to cry.

They both stood still for what seemed like an eternity, until she eventually said, "Please, Eragon, come sit," she patted a part of the bed beside, gesturing him to sit next to her.

Seeing it as a chance to possibly explain things and repair there injured friendship, he sat down. "Arya, I'm sorry for putting you in this position-"

He was cut off by Arya, "You don't have to apologize, Eragon, you did nothing wrong. I forced you to say it, and that was wrong of me. I should be apologizing to you."

They were silent for a while, until Arya asked, "Why do you love me?"

This caught Eragon off guard. She was just saying that it was a wrong thing to do, yet hear she sat, asking him more.

"Arya-"

"Eragon, please, just answer the question."

He wanted to tell her everything right at that moment, yet he could not find the right word to say it. It was difficult explaining why you were in love with someone. Why did one love at all?

There was a long silence while Eragon collected his thoughts, finally saying, "Arya, there are a million reasons why I love you, yet it is hard bringing them to words. I suppose the best I can do is tell you that because of all those reasons, I can't live without you. You are the one thing keeping me alive, you are the one who convinced me to come hear. Please Arya, why do you run?"

Another long silence, both of them staring into the others eyes.

"I don't know," she finally said. "I wanted to know whether you still loved me or not…and when you told me how much you loved me I just didn't know what to do…So I ran, hoping to think, and that's what I've been doing."

Eragon's head filled with questions, but he only asked one, "Why did you want to know?"

Silence, stillness, and finally, "I just wanted to know if…" Arya's body started to shake with what could only be sobs, trying to get out the rest of her sentence. "If you returned the feelings I've somehow grown…for you," she finally completed her thought.

Eragon lost all breath then, Returned her feelings? She actually loves me? More and more questions filled his brain. When had these feelings grown? What did this mean for them now?

He could only bring himself to ask the obvious, "Do you really love me?"

Arya looked down, "I guess I know how you felt at the Bloood Oath ceremony, after all my rejections you must not want to take me."

"No," Eragon said, putting is hand on her cheek, making her look up at him. "I don't want you to ever feel that way, I don't want you to be pained."

"So…you will take me?"

"The question is, will you take me?"

Her pretty face lightened up, becoming even more beautiful, a smile starting to spread across her face. Neither of them noticed that they both slowly started to lean into each other until their lips brushed each other's so lightly, they weren't sure it happened at all. Surprisingly, Arya was the one who chose to close the distance between them.

Their lips touched and they both melted into each other's arms. They held that position for what must have been hours, until there heard a little voice in their minds.

Well it's about damn time.

They split apart and looked aver at the window, where both Saphira and Arya's dragon, Eridor, where looking through at them, amused looks on their faces. Both Eragon and Arya blushed so much, either one of them could have been Thorn.

Saphira and I are going to sleep now, don't have too much fun They heard Eridor's deep voice echo through there heads. His words just made them blush even more.

Sorry, I know this chapter was short, but I didn't know exactly what to say next. At least we finally heard Eridor talk! Don't worry though, he will appear again. That is of course, if you review.