Kendra stepped out of her and Murtagh's fantasy world to take a breath of fresh air (of course after slipping on a robe). It was perfect. Everything was perfect.

She was engaged to the perfect man.

She had her best friends in good health and happy.

She just had the most amazing half night of making love to the man she loved.

They had found the new dragon rider, and way before Galbatorix even had a chance too.

The new dragon rider was a sweet little girl who seemed to like her already.

But, knowing her life, she knew how that would undoubtly change soon. For now though, she was content to live it up.

Apparently, life was not on her side for that notion though. Glancing to her left, her attention was drawn to the lump leaning against her wall.

"Eragon?" she questioned. The man glanced up at her, confirming her suspicion. "You look horrible." She stated bluntly.

"Nice hair." He rebutted. She felt the top of her head and therefore felt the puff ball it had become. She sighed, slumping down next to him on the wall.

"So, what's going on that has you outside our door?" Kendra questioned. He mumbled something that she didn't quite catch, but she recognized the look on his face, love sick puppy that was beaten, to put it lightly. "Problems with Arya?" she questioned. He drew his knees to his chest, grumbling.

"She doesn't want me in the slightest. She has her elf boyfriend." Eragon stated sadly. Kendra tilted her head, elf boyfriend? Huh?

"Eragon. I think you might be jumping to conclusions." Kendra scolded, "I talk to Arya every single day. I think I'd know if she had a boyfriend, elf or not, which in case you're wondering, she doesn't." she informed him.

"Yes she does." Eragon objected stubbornly. "And, to make her happy, I let her go." Kendra glanced at him, then up slightly above his head in the distance, smiling softly as if pondering something.

"Well Eragon, you know the saying. If you love something, then let it go." Kendra stated, admitting defeat.

"I know, that's why I did it." Eragon nodded, happy someone understood. Kendra shook her head.

"I hate that saying." Kendra stated completely blasé. Eragon looked at her as she continued, "I have two alternatives. The first being, if you love something and let it go, fight like hell to get it back." She smiled at him, staring back at him. "That one won't work for you, this next one will." She explained, "The second alternative is, if you love something then let it go, always know that the same something loves you back and will return. They always do." She stood, using the wall as a support.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Eragon scowled. Arya wasn't going to 'return' to him if that was what she was implying. She was never his to return to anyway. Kendra smirked at him as she opened her door. She motioned with her head behind him and he shook his head again, looking behind him. His eyes widened as he was immediately met with Arya's stare in to his eyes, only a few feet away from him. Kendra leaned down next to him at his level to insure Arya wouldn't hear her.

"You go get her Eragon. Fight like hell to make her stay." Kendra whispered to him, before returning inside with Murtagh. She sighed dreamily, sitting down next to him. He stuck his head out from under the covers, along with his upper chest, leaning his head on one hand to look at her, blinking up at her sleepily.

"I wake up and my warmth is gone. Why are you so happy?" he asked sleepily, only slightly grouchy. She chuckled, taking off the robe and getting back under the covers with him, snuggling back into his chest.

"Don't worry about it Tag. Just go back to sleep with me." Kendra soothed. She was almost asleep when she realized one important thing, bolting upright in bed. "Oh my god!" she yelled. Murtagh jumped, nearly falling off the bed, but catching himself just in time.

"What?" he asked, panicking, thinking they were suddenly under attack and tossing his clothes on while talking.

"We forgot about Alex! Oh my god Murtagh! It's been nearly four hours and she is somewhere in the middle of the forest!" Kendra looked like she was close to tears, but Murtagh took a deep breath.

"It's okay Kendra. I'll go and find her. You stay here and get some sleep, okay love?" Murtagh soothed, somehow seeming nicer than usual, maybe because he was tired.

"I'm coming with you." Kendra objected, starting to get out of bed, but Murtagh shook his head.

"It's okay. I'm already dressed anyway." Murtagh explained, motioning to his now fully clothed body. Kendra blinked.

"Whoa. That was really fast." She managed in surprise. Murtagh smoothed her hair, or rather, attempted to while chuckling. She was really worried. She could already imagine Islanzadi and an explanation. 'Oh, yeah. We found the dragon rider, we just lost her. Don't worry, she's only possibly hurt or dead or something. No biggy."

"Just stay here." He headed towards the front door.

"No! Wait! No, I will stay here, but take the back door. Eragon and Arya are talking out front!" Kendra stopped him.

"So that was why you were so happy before." Murtagh pondered as he recrossed the room, heading towards the back door this time. "Setting up friends up gives you a real kick, right?" he chuckled. Kendra giggled.

"Yeah, just wait until we get to Surda and I set up my brother and one of my best friends." She waggled her eyebrows suggestively. "You haven't seen nothing yet!" she swore. Murtagh shook his head, quietly laughing as he closed the door behind him and left.

BAM! ERAGON ARYA LOVE! So many requests that I just had to do it. But, no matter what this seems like, they're not together yet. Something distracts them from making it official…