Hello! This is my first LOTR fanfiction, so I hope you enjoy it! I am going to try and stick to the books as much as possible, and thanks to a few wonderful LOTR sites I have the correct dates that everything happened memorized. (Kinda sad, I know! Haha!) This first chapter is pretty much like a prologue to the rest of the story explaining what exactly happened between Aragorn & Eowyn :-D ..I did always want them to be together! But anyways, the entire rest of the story focuses on fifteen years after the Battle of Pelennor Fields. Well, I hope you like my story, and please leave me a review about the chapter -- whether you loved it, or hated it, but if you hate it, I'd appreciate it if you told me ways to improve. :) Thanks, and enjoy!

Disclaimer: No, I don't own Lord of the Rings..Wow..if you thought I did, more power to you! JRR Tolkien --my hero-- owns the books, and I guess New Line owns the movies? Well the point is, is that all I own are the extended editions of FOTR & TT and have taken the ROTK dvd hostage from my friend. And I have a burned CD of ROTK soundtrack and the piano book haha. I'm moving up in the world!

Chapter 1

March 15, 3019

Eowyn recuperated as she lay on her soft, feathered bed in her small room made of stone in the Houses of Healing. A large window in her quarters overlooked the gardens of the Houses of Healing where she planned to take a stroll in when she had fully recovered. Aragorn, the man who Eowyn believed to be her true love, had healed her successfully earlier that night, but her body still ached slightly. She ran her fingers through her wispy, blonde hair and turned onto her side to get a full view of the arched window on the wall.

It was extremely late, and the moonlight shone brilliantly through the window, casting a pale light on Eowyn's fair skin. Eowyn breathed in deeply the scent of an assortment of plants that were growing in the garden. She loved how at peace everything seemed at the moment compared to how it was earlier that day in which the Battle of Pelennor Fields had been fought. Remembering how her beloved uncle, King Theoden, had been killed by the Lord of the Nazgul, tears flowed freely down her white cheeks. However, she knew that Theoden had died honorably in battle, and that she had killed the dreaded Lord of the Nazgul, and ended all of its treachery and evilness that the Lord had shown for so long.

The shadow of a tall man standing in the doorway was cast along the stone wall beside the window, and Eowyn knew that the shadow belonged to the man that had stolen her heart; Aragorn. She lightly rolled onto her other side in her bed so that she could see him, and not just his shadow. Resting her back against the silver headboard of the bed, she was able to sit up without being in any pain. The leaves of athelas that Aragorn had brought her earlier had definitely left her feeling much better, and she almost felt as if she had fully recovered.

Aragorn saw the tears running freely down Eowyn's cheeks, and he sat beside Eowyn on the bed, and looked deeply into her eyes to comfort her. He ran his callused finger down her face, wiping away one tear that glided down slowly. Eowyn seemed to get lost in Aragorn's gray, mesmerizing eyes, and it helped her to forget, for just a brief moment, of her uncle's death.

"You did well in battle," Aragorn said, with a small smile passing his lips.

She smiled, and even let out a slight laugh, but it was only for a second. Eowyn was again haunted by the day's events, and tears poured harder out of her dreary eyes. She buried her face in Aragorn's chest hoping to receive comfort. Aragorn put his arms around Eowyn, and ran his hands up and down her back soothingly. After a few minutes of weeping, Eowyn pulled back from him, and found comfort in just gazing into his eyes.

"Oh, Aragorn," she whispered as she closed her eyes, and leaned her lips in towards his.

Aragorn would've objected, but Eowyn's simple beauty and depressed feelings had lured him in. Their lips joined together, and they kissed passionately. Finally, Eowyn was sharing her feelings with the man she had loved for so long. All of Aragorn's thoughts of the day had left him as Eowyn calmly pulled off Aragorn's cloak. All of his thoughts on Arwen, and everything else that had happened in his entire life left him as Eowyn embraced him and stroked his dark, wavy hair with her tiny, weak hand. It was almost as if the young beauty had put him under a spell, but what was really going on was simply unexpected and long awaited love.

"I love you…" Eowyn whispered in his ear as they lay entangled on the comfortable bed after a few minutes of pleasure. Aragorn was about to respond back with the same statement, but something else overcame him, and it was not the realization that he loved Eowyn; it was the realization that he was still in love with Arwen, and that he had just made a huge mistake due to living in the moment, and not remembering the past or thinking of his future.

"There is no word of this. To anyone," Aragorn said shortly and rose from the bed, pulling on his clothes that were scattered across the floor of Eowyn's healing room.

"What?" Eowyn asked, almost in disbelief. "Do you not realize what has just happened?" she argued, her smile fading from her pretty face.

"That is exactly it—I have just realized what has happened. And now it is too late, and we can never take it back," he said, as calmly as he could, though inside, he was panicking. His heart was nearly beating out of his chest as he wrapped his belt round his middle, feeling the handle of his sword with his strong hand.

"Why ever would we want to?" she pleaded, covering herself with the bed sheet while standing up. Aragorn stared at Eowyn, pleading before him with her saddest eyes, tears almost filling his eyes as well. Maybe he did love Eowyn…But he couldn't! Arwen and he had a long, loving relationship that would last forever. He could not leave that behind him for Eowyn. Or could he? These questions flooded Aragorn's mind as the two stood there silently, staring at each other, both sad, and both confused.

"I've made a terrible mistake, Eowyn. I…I apologize with all my heart," he said and walked out of the door, never to be looked at the same by Eowyn ever again.

Eowyn lay back down in her feathered bed. She sank deep into her the soft feathered mattress, wallowing in despair, hurt by the man she had loved. Just a half an hour before, she only had been depressed about her uncle having died in battle, but now, after Aragorn's visit, she knew that her heart would never be mended…unless…

Eowyn had a thought…She knew that if Aragorn loved another, then she would have to find another too. Hopefully, he would come along soon, before she could change her mind.

And met another she did. On March 20, 3019, Eowyn met Faramir at the Houses of Healing. After witnessing the downfall of Sauron from Minas Tirith since they were too weak to join their fellow people in battle, Faramir and Eowyn fell in love, and eventually became married in 3020. Eowyn began to block Aragorn's memory in her mind as she fell deeper in love with Faramir. It wasn't until fifteen years later that she and Aragorn had to regretfully face their past when the unthinkable happened.