Instinctively, Aragorn grabbed Alyssa by the wrist using her momentum to swing her around out of the way of the healers causing her to stand before him face to face. Shock followed by recognition appeared on her face and then red hot anger as she struck out with her small fist threatening to make contact with Aragorn's jaw. With his free hand Aragorn grabbed Alyssa's other wrist stopping her fist just inches from its intended target.
Over come with anger, Alyssa lashed out at Aragorn, "Let me go! I need to see him.. now!". Aragorn tightened his grip on Alyssa and replied with more firmness than he realized, "That Alyssa, is something I cannot do, you will stay here with me until I see fit to release you." Her searing green eyes narrowed as she glared at him angrily, "I do not care if you are the King, you have no right to keep me from Faramir". Aragorn lifted an eyebrow at the bold comment and easily spun her around enclosing her in his strong arms around her waist holding her with a death grip as they both faced the bed where Faramir lay. Helpless and frustrated, Alyssa could only watch as the healers oblivious to their surroundings went about their business attending to the wounded Steward .
No longer clothed in heavy armor and shed of his under clothing, Faramir looked even more vulnerable as his wounds were revealed. Alyssa continued to struggle against the tight grip of Aragorn in an attempt to be at the side of Faramir but to no success. Aragorn was surprised at the strength possessed by Alyssia as he tightened his grip even more to not only keep Alyssa out of the way of the healers, but to honor the promise to his friend. The words "Do not let her touch me", kept echoing in his head confused by their meaning.
Alyssa watched as the healers rolled Faramir over on his side. Another moan came from Faramir as his eyes fluttered followed by a sharp intake of breath. Carefully exploring the entrance of the arrow and the depth of the penetration, the healers agreed that the arrow must be pushed through to the other side. The arrow was too deep to pull out and would cause less damage to push through. Faramir opened his eyes and searched for a familiar face finally focusing on the face of Alyssa. The pained grey eyes of Faramir met the frightened green eyes of Alyssa and stayed fixed as if in a trance, which did not go un-noticed by Aragorn. Again the eyebrow rose, questioning the silent communication between the two.
The trance was broken first by Faramir as his face became distorted with pain when the healers swiftly pushed the arrow in his side through to the other side. The soft grey eyes turned dark as he left this world and entered the world of darkness. Alyssa fought for air in the arms of Aragorn as she watched Faramir struggle through the intense pain, only to lose the battle. Screaming Alyssa begged, "Please let me go to him, please Aragorn let me go!", but his grip on her tightened even more.
