Chapter 5! I tried my best to describe Arya's terror as real as possible, so enjoy! Thanks to tessa.w for her reviews, and please, take example on her!

Arya's POV

The thunder detonated with a thud.

She jumped, startled, not recognizing the first origin of the sound.

"Is everything alright, Your Majesty?" asked one of the five elves directing the Council.

She looked at him.

Before even thinking of an answer, another blast exploded.

She started to understand.

A storm.

Where is Firnen when I need him?

"Your Majesty?" repeated someone.

Terror planted in her head, slowly infiltrating into her neurons like cold water eating up some pair of lungs.

She heard a distant voice.

She couldn't answer.

The yelling of the thunder was covering everything. Every sound and every breath.

For a moment, her heart stopped beating.

The boom went off again, and her blood circulation became faster.

She suddenly took control of her body, which was frozen, and left the Council room hastily.

She ran in the corridors, tears flowing from her eyes.

She could hear the strong lapping of the rain.

She could see the lightning in the sky, and every time, wasn't able to keep a shout.

Firnen! She screamed, terrorized.

She didn't receive any answer, and started weeping.

Firnen... she whispered.

The thunder burst, like if it was ripping the sky.

She let off a sob.

What was she going to do?

"FIRNEN!" she yelled in the air.

I'm with Eragon, said finally a calm voice.

"What?... Eragon?"

Terror was making her lose her means, and she believed he was against her.

So that's it! You're now betraying me! How COULD you? I thought you loved me! I thought...I thought you loved me...

She slid against the wall, and buried her face in her hands, trying to recover her breath.

Another detonation sounded, and she shivered violently.

This was all Eragon's fault.

He had stolen her dragon.

Her cherished Firnen...

And maybe was he provoking the storm!

Maybe was he creating a Durza's brother!

He just wanted to torture her again.

She stood up, furious.

Eragon was not the one who would kill her.

She'd defend herself.

Running under the water, she arrived in front of his room, and knocked.

He opened it immediately.

Eragon...

Just when she looked at his beautiful brown eyes, she knew she was getting crazy.

How could she think about him the way she did?

How could she imagine that Eragon would hurt her? That was impossible.

By the way he looked at her, by the attention and the love he gave her, she knew, in that single gaze, that Eragon would always be here for her.

But maybe the excuse she could have for acting like that was that:

"There's a storm..."

Eragon's POV

"Oh, that's right. I didn't realize" he replied.

Something was definitely wrong.

What's happening? What's with her? he asked to Firnen.

He heard him sighing.

Arya is terrorized by storms.

...What ? How can it be?

I don't know. She never told me why. But it's linked to her father's death.

"Arya..." he said gently.

She looked at him with such eyes, he knew she was about to cry.

"Come."

He opened his arms, and she ran towards him, snuggling against him.

"I'm so sorry..." she said, closing her eyes.

"Why?" he whispered.

"I'm not strong enough. I'm not-"

She let off another sob, cutting her sentence.

"You know what? It's okay with me if you're not strong enough. You don't need to be. Sometimes, you just have to be protected by someone stronger than you, because you're not perfect."

"But I promised I would be!"

I don't get it, Firnen, said Eragon.

I think she's reliving his death. Like if she had promised to him to be stronger. Like if she saw him again.

He held her, and went onto the bed.

"Stay with me, she begged, don't leave me again."

"I won't. I promise I won't. I'll stay with you forever, and you'll have me by your side every day."

"Is that true?..."

"I've never lied to you, Arya, and I'll never dare. I told you the characteristics of the prophecy are not the same, I can stay with you. I will stay with you."

His heart went faster.

She wanted him to stay!

"Wait... What prophecy?"

She thinks you're her father! said Firnen in his mind.

What?

"Arya. It's me. Eragon..." he whispered, stroking her cheek.

She stayed silent a little while, and then said:

"I know... I'm sorry...I just don't know what's happening to me. Please, don't be offended."

"Don't worry about that."

He closed her to him, comforting her, warming her.

Sometimes, he kissed her forehead, and she didn't try to avoid him.

She swiped an arm around his waist, and laid down her head on his shoulder, nestling in the crook of his neck.

"When there's a storm... she whispered, I... sort of relive the battle. I see his face when a lightning appears in the sky. I hear him scream when the thunder sounds. And it's like I don't remember who I am, where I am, or who are the people in front of me. I'm just always pushed through this craziness. I hate it..."

She was so fragile, and so weak in his arms.

"I can understand what you feel, he said softly, Garrow died a little while before a storm too, and I had to leave my one and only land so suddenly, with Brom and Saphira. That was... one of the worst moments of my entire life. But... you don't have to react like that when there's a storm. It's fate. It's destiny. And our beloved ones always stay in our hearts. As Islanzadi and Evandar stay in yours. As you... will always stay in mine."

He held his breath, fearing the worst.

She didn't react immediately, but she finally turned his head to his, and looked at him with so much love in her eyes.

A single tear fell from the right one, and he kissed it before it flew further.

He felt her shivering wildly against his body, as if he had said her true name.

"I love you..." he whispered.

She looked down, roiled.

"...What?" he asked.

"I'm... not the same person, she said, you think you're still in love with me, but you'll see that you're not anymore. I've changed. I'm not the one who made your heart fall for me."

"No... You don't understand. I love you now, as you are at this minute. I loved you before because of your beauty, of your strength, you were brave and an excellent battle partner. That was the side you showed at that time. Now I love you because of your weakness. Because you acknowledge that you have feelings, that you're still a fragile person. I love you because you tell me that you're not fine. I love you because you're in my arms. I love you because you are who you are."

He whispered her true name, and she shuddered.

"See? It hasn't changed..."

"I don't even deserve your love...she muttered, I rejected you so many times, I'm a cold person. How can you be attracted by me?"

"I don't explain it. But it's a fact: I am deeply in love with you."

She looked at him respectfully, and he just wanted to keep her in his arms forever.

"You grew in maturity. You're wise. But don't expect me to tell you that I feel the same."

"I already heard you saying it in your dreams, but don't worry, I'll give you time. I know you feel the same. It's all that matters."

He kissed her hand, and she pulled him closer to her.

I know it seems like if it's the end of it, but there's still a chapter missing. And when Eragon says that Garrow died a little while before a storm and stuff, I'm referring to the movie, not the book! (It was the only way for the plot to work.)