A/n: Hey hey ppl! Glad to see people are reviewing my stories! I feel lurved. . Buuuut I really like reviews...(hint hint) lol. Well yea...Hope to hear more from you all!

We left off on when Nadia and Eragon escape the many Urgals that came to kill them. So now they are riding out into the Hadarac Dessert. Gasp! What horrors will unsue them here? I dun know yet! I had this chapter all planned out..but...there's so much more ideas that came to mind its all...woah. Well yeas...On with my story!

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Eragon and Nadia soon left the Beor Mountains, they travaled at an excruitiating pace as they now entered the Hadarac Desert. The sun shone down at them terribly, leaving them blinded as to where they were headed. Eragon ripped a part of cloth and wrapped it around his forehead, making a bit of shade for his eyes to see onward. Nadia just covered her face at Eragon's back.

"You know...you do need a bath..." The silence finally broke between them as Nadia spoke up. "I'm sitting right here behind you...not very pleasant." She retorted. Very rude, yet very true were her words. At the pace they were going, and with the blazing sun ontop of them, it didn't make things any better. "Not my fault..." Eragon replied. "Put some of the blame on the Urgals."

They continued at the pace, watching as the sand woke up from its peaceful slumber as Snowfire galloped along. The sky was clear, as if it was painted blue, just like the day Eragon was able to ride Saphira freely ontop of the lake. Eragon took in the crisp, clean air once again, missing the freedom, as a small smile crept out on his face. Finally, he was able to be back on the road. But his small happiness seemed to have died out as he remembered why he was on this little adventure again, Murtagh and Arya returned to his mind. He sighed once more.

Snowfire's pace began to slow down, she grew tired, too much weight was on her. Eragon noticed this and grew a bit worried. "Hey, would you mind riding on Snowfire as I ride on Saphira? There's too much weight on her..." Eragon asked her, taking a look back. Nadia snapped out of her little slumber she had taken, leaning on Eragon's back. "Hmm?" She asked rubbing her eyes with one hand. "You mean your dragon?" Nadia asked in a sluggish tone. "Yes." He replied.

Nadia's eyes widened for a second as she turned back and let out a familiar whistle. The one she did behind the bushes. From what seemed out of nowhere, a black figure came running by really quickly. As it ran closer, Eragon figured it was Ani. Nadia removed her arms from around Eragon, stood up on the horse, and with a swift jump, she landed in a sitting position on Ani. "Or...you could continue to ride on your horse." She said with a cocked eyebrow looking over to him.

Eragon was very confused at her actions. Why did she get like that after I mentioned Saphira? He thought to himself but shrugged it off. They continued riding onwards into the desert as the bright sky turned into an array of colors. Pinks, oranges, yellows, and blues surrounded them as the sun began to take its leave. Eragon took this opportunity to look for a place to rest and sleep for a bit, and had found the same cave Saphira had found when Brom died. Eager to see Brom once more, he decided to take a stop there. He told Nadia about it, and she reluctantly agreed to stop with him.

Eragon grew closer to the cave Brom lied in. Sadness and a slight eagerness dawned him as he was only a few feet away. After a few steps, they finally reached it. Eragon felt his stomach tense up as he looked up to where Brom had slept peacefully. There he was. Preserved in time.

Eragon felt his eyes water up but closed his eyes quickly, to hold in the tears, and reopened them as he heard footsteps behind him. "Who's that?" Nadia asked walking up to him, marveling at the grave, until she saw who occupied it. "Is that Brom...the Dragon Rider?"

"Yes, a good man." He said in a light tone. "Hmph. Yea...the only good thing he ever did was steal that dragon egg." Nadia rolled her eyes as she entered the cave. Eragon felt anger rising up inside of his chest, his breathing growing heavier. "Brom was a good man! How could you say that!" He balled his fists up, knuckles growing pale, his tone of voice changed abruptly. "He's a dragon rider, who almost betrayed us...oh wait...Brom didn't tell you that, eh? He turned over to Galbatorix's side. How do you think he got that egg so easily?" Nadia retorted, the same anger arising in her.

Brom...turned over sides? I dont beleive her...I don't! Eragon shook his head at all her stupid lies. That was all he needed after all thats happened. Insults to Brom and all Dragon Riders. Who does she think she is! Without second thought, Eragon lifted his fist up, preparing to give a blow...

Eragon! What are you doing! Saphira yelled out as she entered the cave right before this all happened. Eragon succeeded in punching Nadia in his face, his anger got the best of him. Eragon looked at his fists as if they were something evil, his eyes blank looking.

Nadia was now on the floor, her hand on her now red cheek. She winced in pain, anger still residing inside of her. Eragon! Stop that nonesense! How could you do that! Saphira yelled out entering his mind, disappointed in his actions, but she got no response in return.

"I told you not to touch me!" Nadia yelled out as she pounced on him, throwing punches like mad. She had him pinned on the floor as she threw in her blows. Saphira was enraged as she grabbed the two of them with her giant claws, avoiding the talons entering any of them. Eragon! Your behavior is unacceptable! And neither is hers! This is the second time you do this, and after all that has happened with you, you'd think you were more mature. Apologize now. Saphira told him, sterness in her voice, as a puff of smoke exhaled from her nose.

Eragon felt more quilty than he had before. She was right. His behavior was unacceptable. And neither was hers. He lifted his head up to look towards the girl struggling to get free of the dragon's grip. "I'm...sorry...I shouldn't have punched you." Escaped his lips in a soft tone. "Damn right you better be sorry." The girl huffed as she continued to struggle free.

Saphira turned her head over to Nadia and snorted at her, another puff of smoke escaping her giant nostrils. "Erm...I mean...I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have acted the way I did..." Nadia finally apologized after a while of Saphira's giant smoke rings floating above their heads. After a bit of hesitation, Saphira let go of them. Nadia, glad to be released, ran away from Saphira and over to Ani who was in a fit of growls and hugged her.

Eragon slumped down to the floor, his hands massaging his jaws. She has some punch... Eragon replied after cracking his jaw into a comftorable position. She had slightly dislocated it. After a while he closed his eyes, a picture of Arya came to mind, and of how much he missed her...This has happened more than once to him as he waited in Varden. She appeared in his mind more than anyone.

"Eragon..." A voice rang through the cavern walls, making the stalagmites and stalactites rattle slightly. The voice was a rather soothing one. It relaxed Eragon, as if it were a soft, sweet lulluby. "Eragon..." He heard it again, only more clearer. It sounded a lot like Arya's voice...

Eragon reluctantly opened his eyes from the relaxation he felt, and to his surprise he saw Arya standing right infront of him. Shocked, he stood up, and straightened up. "Your ok!" He said in an excited tone. "Yes. And I did as you asked...the three are in Ura'baen, locked up in the cells we were locked in." Arya reported. Eragon slouched slightly. Not even the faintest 'hello'. "Atleast they're not dead..." Eragon let out a sigh of releif. "What took you so long?"

"Well...I followed them on foot. It took me a long while to get there, and back." She replied, pushing back strands of her elegant black hair behind her pointy elven ears. "Oh, yea..." Eragon felt rather sheepish there as his ears turned the color of a tomato.

"Arya!" The shocked voice rang through the cave, disturbing the peacefulness of Arya's voice. Arya turned back to see who it was that called her name. "Ah, if it isn't you, Nadia. It's been a while." Arya looked over to the figure who stood behind Ani.

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A/n- Well this is a shocking turn of events. o.0 I wasn't planning on Arya to show up so soon, but I decided that we needed more Eragon Characters...plus Arya is just too cool! Well yeas...How do Arya and Nadia know each other! 0.0 Whoa buddy. Weird-ness. And wow...Nadia and Eragon must really not like each other...seems to me they have a brother-sister relationship to them. (Relates to her and her little brother) I am so sorry that I made Nadia insult Brom like that...but it adds to her mysteriousness and her character..please dont hate Nadia or me! I love Brom with all my heart and cried when he died. T.T May your swords stay sharp! Medy