A/N: I don't own anything. Some things in this chapter mat not all add up to what takes place in this part of the story so just bare with me. I'm sorry if it's too cheesy.

Chapter four: Out of Sight, Not Out of Mind

When I awoke I was in my bed. I tried to sit up to look around. My head was throbbing with pain. I told myself to lie back down. I shouldn't be getting up, but I forced myself to. I held my head as I stood up. It was utterly dark and cold in my room. I walked to the chest at the foot of my bed and lit a candle. The small flame lit up my area. I rubbed my head as I sat down on the chest. I must've passed out because of fear. I closed my eyes as I thought about Saruman, lifting me up like he did. I shuddered and opened my eyes.

I looked down at the flame of the candle. It danced around on the black wick. I looked down at the chest that I was sitting on. I moved to the floor, sitting on my knees and moved the candle beside me. I cleared off the top of the chest and set the matches and other candles next to me. I'm going to open it.

I slowly opened the top of the chest until it was all the way open, resting on my bed. I picked the candle up and looked inside of the chest. I was surprised to find it full old things. I lifted a soft dress up, out of the chest. It was a light green, with jewels on it. It was the most beautiful dress I'd ever seen. I stood up with it and held it against me. It was much too short for me. Could this have been mine? I don't remember it. I sat back down and set the dress next to the other candles and matches.

I reached into the chest again and pulled out a pack. It had something in it. I brought it out and set it on my lap. I opened the pack and reached in. I felt something soft inside. I pulled it out to find that it was a cloak. It was a beautiful forest green, with a leaf pendant to hook it around the neck. This looked too small as well so I set it with the dress. I reached in again and pulled out a water skin. It was empty of course, but it was here. What random things to be in the chest. I reached in again pulled out a dagger. I unsheathed it and looked at the blade. It was very sharp and handsomely made. I put it back in the sheath. There was nothing else inside the pack so I set the back on the cloak and looked inside the chest again.

I couldn't see anything until something reflected in the candle light. I reached in and pulled out a necklace. The trinket was a ruby flower on a chain. It was so beautiful. I remember this. I held it to my lips and closed my eyes. I could see the fighting I had witnessed when I was young. My parent's murder. I remember my mother sitting my in the forest telling me to stay until all was quiet or she came back for me. She kissed my head and took off this necklace and put it into my hands. I remembered what she said. "You're father and I love you, Bellethiel. Stay here, darling. Everything will be fine," I could feel her stroke my hair as she whispered her goodbyes. I remember the green dress. I was wearing it.

I opened my eyes and looked at the necklace. My mother knew she'd die. I dried my eyes as I realized I had begun crying.

I'm going to run away. I'll do it this time. I won't fail. I put the necklace in the pack and put the dagger back and the cloak. I can't take the dress. It's too small it'll only weigh me down. I put the dress inside the chest and put the water skin inside the pack as well. I stood up and blew out the candle. I slung the pack over my shoulders. I went to the door and listened for anything in the hallway. But I couldn't hear anything inside of Orthanc. It was deathly silent. There was usually some talk in a nearby room or in the hallway or a fight of some sort, but there was none. I could hear plenty of noise, like crashing and yelling outside. I carefully walked to my door, trying to be as silent as I possibly could incase any wandering orcs saw or heard me.

I opened the door and slid out into the dimly lit hallway. I closed my door quietly and made off down the hall to the long staircase. I descended slowly, trying to stay on my feet. Every once in awhile I had to lean against the wall to keep from falling over. Slowly I came down to the main floor. There wasn't much light in Orthanc at all. Everyone must be outside then.

I came to the giant doors that were the main entrance; they stood slightly ajar. A gentle breeze blew in and rustled my hair. It smelled like rain. Either it had been raining or it was just about to. I slid out the door and stood at the top of the stairs. I watched in shock as I saw what the orcs were doing. Trees were being felled. They fell to the ground in pain. I gasped and leaned against the giant doors. It hurt to watch them. Saruman stood down there watching. How could he just watch like that? I turned to go back inside. I stopped as I opened the door. No one is inside. I could get away. If I tell Saruman I want to help I could run. I just need to hide my pack. All I have to do is make it to the gate and I can hide in the forest until the opportune moment and run.

I slipped the pack off my shoulders and dropped it down beside the staircase. It hurt to turn around again and see the trees, but I did. I forced myself to walk down the stairs to where Saruman stood, watching. I took a deep breath and walked up beside Saruman. I hadn't thought of what to say to him. Just as I was about to say something he turned to me.

"I see you've wakened," he said. He sounded angry. I nodded and continued to stare at him. What do I say? "What do you want? Did you come out here to gawk?"

I shook my head. "N-no, I w-wanted to know if I-I could help. I've learned my lesson. I'll do my chores without protest and I won't try to escape again. You have my word, sir," I said, making everything up as I went along.

"Do I now? How do I know you won't try it again while you're working?" he asked.

"I'll work in th-this area," I said, gesturing to the area in front of him. "I'll stay where you can see me."

"Very well then," he said. What did I just do? I've ruing my chance for escape and now I've gotten myself into an immense chore. "Go to the storehouse and find an axe for yourself," He said.

"Yes sir," I muttered. I walked around to the other side of Orthanc, where the storehouse was. I dragged my feet as I went. I've destroyed my last hope of ever escaping. I came to the entry way of the storehouse. I miserably went inside to get the last axe.

As I came back out again I glanced at the few last standing trees near the back. They were still green and beautiful. I sighed as I looked at them. There will be nothing beautiful left in Isengard now. I sighed and hung my head to go back around to the front. As I started around again I heard the soft noise of hooves walking behind me. They were soft and slow. I turned to look back. Back in the trees I saw the glint of something in the moonlight. I set the axe down and wandered back into the trees. I tried to be quiet and quick about, because I knew Saruman would begin wondering why I was taking to long.

Inside the trees the sound of the hooves grew closer. I stayed where I was. It was coming to me. In the blink of an eye it was next to me. It was a brown horse. A very beautiful horse. It looked at me and came closer a bit. I reached out and touched his nose.

"Where did you come from?" I whispered to him. He walked forward and nuzzled my neck. I smiled. "How did you get in here?" then I remembered. Gandalf had to get here someway and I doubt he walked. An orc probably had him brought to the stables. I walked around to his side. He was still saddled, so he got out of the stables somehow. I looked over him. He had a long scratch in his side.

"Oh! You poor thing," I said to him. I looked at it with out getting too close to the wound. I smiled. "Lucky for you it's just a scratch and nothing more," I said. That's all it was. It looked fairly clean, but then again what do I know about medicine. I can't even clean up my own wounds none the less a horse.

He neighed softly and bowed. "What is it?" I whispered. I looked around. "No one is here," I said. He neighed softly. "You want me to get on you back?" he neighed again. How could I pass up a chance to leave Isengard? Especially on a horse. I'd be stealing Gandalf's way out of here. He neighed again wanting me to get on.

"Alright, shh. I have to go get something. Stay here," I told him, petting his nose again. "I'll be right back."

With that I slowly and quietly made it back to the stairs that I had come down to request permission to work. I found my pack lying exactly where I had dropped it. I looked around me. No one had noticed me standing there but Saruman had definitely noticed my absence. I ran back to the woods and quietly and carefully as I could. The horse was still there. He came out to greet me. He bowed again to me, asking me to get on. I carefully climbed onto his back. I don't know much about horses but I took the reins once I was comfortably in place. "Alright. Let's go," I said. Slowly we took off in a soft trot making the way to the gates. I tried my best to steer the horse towards the wall where we would have less of a chance of being seen. Because if I was caught again, I'd definitely be killed this time.

With luck we made it to the gates to find them getting ready to open. I looked back behind us. A huge group of orcs were coming with axes and such in hand. Outside of the gates was a forest. They were going after the forest next. I gasp as the gates opened enough that the first orcs could leave the gates. I pulled the horse back a little trying to stay in the shadows.

The horse seemed agitated by all the orcs. He snorted and stamped his feet. "Shh. They'll find us," I whispered stroking his mane. I spoke a little too loud or an orc decided to look in my direction.

"Hey!! The elf is escaping!!" it yelled. This frightened the horse as the orcs who heard his yell ran toward us. He reared and took off running through the gate. I screamed as the orcs above the gate shot arrows down on us, but the horse ran on.

I held the reins for dear life as the horse ran. We were just out of range of the orc archers. There was no doubt in my mind that the orcs would have gone to tell Saruman and some were definitely on my tail.

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