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Author: I am not making everything happen in the morning on purpose. It just seems like a good time. It is bothering me, but I can't think of any other time… it just seems, more, I don't know, dramatic? Blargh. Tell me if this is sudden and/or cliché, and if there is any way I could write it to make it better, because what happens in this chapter is crucial to the plot. Don't worry; it's not anything bad, unless you aren't the romantic type, in which case you shouldn't be reading this story anyways. Ciao!

Chapter 4- Happenings

Arya woke up suddenly. As far as she could tell, she'd only been asleep for an hour. It was still dark outside, the moon covered by clouds. Something was… different. She couldn't place it. She felt a presence, small, so small that it almost wasn't there. It was unlike anything she'd ever felt before. And it was so nearby… There it was again. It was odd, too, because if she had sensed it, shouldn't Faolin have been woken up also? But he was still asleep. The strangest thing was, that it seemed to be coming from… inside of her. A sudden realization washed over her. She flopped back on the bed, feeling suddenly dazed. Faolin sat up.

"Arya, what's wrong?" he said, concerned.

"Nothing, actually, just the opposite. I… well…" she trailed off.

"What," said Faolin, "Are you talking about?" Arya smiled.

"That is what I was about to tell you," she said. She moved closer to him, and whispered in his ear.

"I'm pregnant." Faolin's eyes widened, just a fraction.

"I'm, well, that's…" he said, fairly lost for words. "That's wonderful!" he said, and embraced her, and kissed her.

"I know." Arya murmured. "Amazing."

"Are you sure?" Niduen said, incredulous.

"I can't lie, can I?" said Arya, amused.

"Oh. Yeah." said Niduen. "Does Faolin know yet?"

"Yes… Of course he knows, silly." Arya replied. Niduen laughed.

"Did you tell your mother?"

"No." said Arya. "I wonder how she'll react." Arya sighed.

"Well," said Niduen, "She'll either faint or be completely overjoyed, or something in between." Arya said,

"I'll go for the in between. She really isn't the fainting type, and I am still a bit young, so…"

"You look so worried!" Niduen said, concerned, "Do you really think she'll be upset?" at that moment, Faolin burst in.

"Arya!" he exclaimed, "Here you are! I've been looking all over for you! Don't run away like that. I had no idea where you were." It was mid-morning now.

"I had to go tell someone other than you." Arya said.

"Well," Faolin said, "I figured you would tell your mother. I've been searching around Tildari Hall for an hour!" Faolin sat down next to Arya on the couch, and wrapped his arm around her waist.

"To be honest," she said, "I'm a little nervous about telling her." Niduen smiled.

"You'll be fine Arya." Niduen said, reassuringly.

"Yes." said Faolin, "I'm sure she'll be perfectly happy with it. Don't worry yourself over it." Arya sighed.

"Well," she said, "I guess I'd better go tell her then." she then got up and left the house. Niduen and Faolin sat there for a second, slightly stunned. Faolin jumped up and followed her out the door. Niduen sighed and laid her head on the table.

"Those two." she said, "I will never figure them out."