Very short but needed. The end is approaching! Also, I was pointed out that Brom's tomb was closer to Das Leaona instead of the Hardarac. Because it provided such good drama, I decided to keep it there in the desert. On another note, the land is divided from Ellesmera (the town) straight down the map through Dalgon in the Beor Mountains. Finally, I got this intro idea from the speed elves possess. Remember, Eragon is considered an elf now after Eldest.

Chapter 79: Sand Angel

Without hesitation, Eragon leapt from his chair and dashed out of the house. He could feel Saphira's pain and, even though he was worried, was very relieved that they were one yet again.

"Eragon!" Angela yelled after him, but he refused to answer. The image that Saphira showed him was close and he wanted to waste no time getting there.

I am coming, he reassured her.

Hurry. Forgetting his power to change shape, Eragon continued to run, blasting his way through the tress until he reached the desert. He could tell by the fresh layer of sand that a windstorm had just passed moments ago. The hill was in sight and Saphira could be seen lying at the top of it with her wings on the ground beside her; it did not look good. He was breathless and tired, but his wife truly needed him. He took in his second wind and rushed up the hill to her side. Her wings were ripped clean through the membranes and her body was drenched in blood. Eragon quickly went to work to heal her, paying no attention to Brom's tomb that was to Saphira's left side.

"Who did this to you?" Saphira whimpered and laid her head back down to the bloodstained sand. "Tell me!"

I did it. Eragon stepped back and shook his head violently.

"Oh no," he cried. "No, no, no! Saphira, why?"

I thought I lost everything. I disowned the only person who loved me. Eragon healed the wounds on Saphira's body and pulled several grains of sand from the small cuts that were not as threatening. Eragon, I felt that death was better than being away from you.

"Then why did you leave me?" Eragon roared to her. "What were you thinking? In one instant I lost the one I gave everything to…in one instant I lost my entire life! I felt everything vanish as you did, Saphira. I pledged all my being to you and you ripped it away!" Saphira bellowed mournfully and struggled to lift her head up, but Eragon pushed her back to the ground. "I am not finished! Saphira, Everybody needs time away from the person they love, but you left me as if you were never going to come back. What would I have done if I lost you, Saphira?"

I am sorry. Saphira trembled violently as Eragon collapsed onto her, embracing her neck tighter than he had ever hugged her before. Tears fell from his eyes and onto her sapphire scales as the two remained still.

"Never do that to me again!" Eragon cried. Saphira whimpered a cry only comparable to a wounded puppy as she lifted her wings up to cover Eragon and herself. He sobbed madly as he held Saphira's head in his hands. "I love you."

Eragon, Saphira replied, how can you for what I have done? Eragon flinched as if those words impaled his very soul.

"Ever since you hatched I have suffered. I lost my uncle, my mentor, Ajihad, Hathgar, and Oromis in the span of two years. Is it your fault that their lives were lost? No. Saphira, no matter what came up, I always loved you. When Gleadr refused to be your mate, who climbed the hillside to come to your rescue? My point is this: All of my suffering disappears when I am with you, but it all comes back the moment that you leave."

Oh Eragon, Saphira sighed. What was I thinking? She flapped her wings two times and climbed to her feet. I should not have sacrificed our love. Eragon sighed and reached out with his marked palm to rub the scales on her side.

"You did not. How could you sacrifice something that will never leave?" Saphira let out a pleasing growl and lowered her head to ruffle up her husband's hair.

I should have known. Eragon, thank you for understanding. Eragon smiled at his wife and turned to face Brom's tomb. In the center was a solid white rose.

"Did you place that there?"

Aye. I saw it growing right next to him. It reminded me so much of you.

"How so?"

No matter what surrounds you, you still remain precious. Eragon smirked and nuzzled Saphira tenderly. What was it Angela told us?

"Hmm?"

I remember hearing that the spell had worn off. What did she tell us afterwards?

"She told us to make love together," Eragon said with a sly grin.

Well there is no time to waste! I did tell you that I wished for a human son, did I not? Now that I am able to, I suppose nine months is not as far away as one would think.

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Angela watched the horizon carefully until Saphira came into view. All of the dragons gathered around in expectation of the two to land in front of them, but they were in for quite a surprise. Instead of landing next to them, Saphira bolted inside with Eragon astride her. With a mighty swoop, the large door shut behind them as the sound of Saphira's anxious steps came through outside.

"Wow," Covin'thra muttered to Thorn. "I suppose they are going to…?"

Yes, Thorn chuckled. As a matter of fact, it should be time for us to start a family of our own. Covy lowered her head humbly and kneaded the ground with her claws.

"I cannot wait."

Okay, this one is completely for the reviewers. Graphic or Left out? I left it at a perfect place where I can do either-or so no matter the decision, I will do. Keep in mind that if I do another graphic scene this will absolutely be posted as M rating. I would say about five chapters remain before I end this all. Bear with me. Action and battles also predicted in next chapter so be prepared. The end is in sight and it will not be pretty.

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