**AUTHORS NOTE**
Here is a small piece. trying to update as much as i can but i have hit a bit of a road block at the moment. i will be continueing this story. thanks for the reviews and more will be very much appreciated.
#There is elvish. in the brackets after it is the english meaning
Athena's POV.
I feel pain the first moment that I begin to wake up from the dark abyss that I was lost in. It is flaming through my shoulder blades and I cannot help but scream out it pain. I feel someone holding me down, and speaking soothing words. But I am so consumed by the pain that I cannot heed those words.
I slowly open my eyes and see Aragorn and Gandalf above me. Aragorn is stroking my hair and speaking those soothing words to me. They see that I am awake, so they help me get up into a sitting position. I can still feel the pain radiating through my back as the heat slowly dies down.
"Man mathach?" (How do you feel?) Aragorn asks me in a soft tone, so low that it is almost like a whisper.
"Im maer, le hannon" (I am well, Thank you.) I say though my voice sounds hoarse.
"Aníral maded? Aníral sogad?" (Do you want to eat? Do you want to drink?) Aragorn questions, with worry and concern lacing his voice.
"No. I'm fine. Just need the warmth." I whisper out in a hoarse voice.
"You gave us quite a scare there, darling." Says Gandalf with a concerned face. I look around and see that we are all in a cave. And a fire is blazing. I look to Gandalf and nod my head. A way of saying sorry that I had worried everyone.
I try to sit up, but find that I had no strength in me to even lift my arms. Seeing that I was having trouble, Aragorn helped to ease me up. It took so much of my energy just to sit up that I may have fallen back down on my back if Aragorn didn't sit behind me, and allow me to lean against his chest. I relax against his back and as I do a sigh leaves my body and I find that the pain in my back has reduced allowing me to be able to move a little. It seems that everybody noticed that I have awoken, for they all rush over to me, asking if I am okay and do I need anything. I smile at them and say no. It's a wonderful thing to be cared for. I don't want to tell them, for I could lose this, and I have begun to value this.
I look down at myself and see that I am in different clothes then before. I blush knowing that someone had to change me. I just really hoped that Boromir didn't. I he did then I would have to deck him one. Right in the nose. I look up and speak to Aragorn in his mind.
"Aragorn, who changed me?'
"W-w-well. I d-d-did. But it was because your other ones were soaked through with water and cold from the ice that covered you." Aragorn stutters back in response.
I found it quiet funny how he stutters at this question.
I smile at him and nod telling him that I am fine with him changing my clothes.
