A/N

Well here is number seven, sorry it took so long, but you know busy with; school, fighting with my parents and sleepless night do take their toll. But here it is, please review!

3 Days Later.

Tired she found herself back in Ithilien. She had been riding for three days, and she saw no orcs or other evil things.
She had never seen everything so quiet and she did not like it. She decided to make a short cut over the hills when she saw three small figures wandering through the trees.
It could be enemy spies!
She had no second thoughts and charged upon the strangers.

Sam Gamgee was tired of all the travelling but he had to keep holding on.
His master grew weaker by the day and he was very suspicious about the creature Gollum. Suddenly they heard a horse cry.
And looked up.
A rider charged them and struck by fear Sam threw him and his master to the ground and made himself small.
Silently praying the rider would kill Gollum.
"Who are you and what are you doing in the forest of Ithilien!" a female but yet strong voice commanded.
He looked up and saw the horse and it's rider, a beautiful woman dressed in armour. With grey eyes, the same like strider had.
She had some kind of noble look on her.
"Just travelling" he answered with a small and insecure voice.
"Travelling? You could be spies!" she woman said suspicious.
Gollum growled at her and immediately she put her sword on his throat.
He hissed scared and hurt.
"Yes, my sword is made by the people of light, the elves of Lorien.! You fear the light don't you creature of the dark?" she spat in disgust.

"Why are you travelling with-.. Thát thing?" she asked Sam.
"He.. He is our guide" Sam stuttered and the woman raised an eyebrow.
"I still do not trust you, you come with me" she said firmly.
"N-..No!" Frodo said weak.
She looked at him "And why do you question me? Little man?" she asked him.
"We... We need to... Go on" he breathed and Sam feared for the condition of his master. "Not in that condition and not without the authority of the captain of Gondor. Come, you can ride with me little one" she said, now much more friendly.

Frodo knew he had to move on, but the woman did not seem to agree with that and would not let them go.
He sighed and moved towards her.
Nostariel looked at the little man and thought of the description Mithrandir had given her of Hobbits, or Hobbytla how they were called in the old tales.
She grabbed the little one and put it in front of her horse.
After that she put a rope around the neck of the foul creature and knotted it on to her saddle.

Faramir would be in the waterfall cave at this time of the year, so she set course towards the ranger hideout, she guessed that from here it would take them, a week? Maybe less...

Sam looked up at the bold dark haired woman and found her actually very kind.
Nostariel saw him looking and smiled at the hobbit.
"So you are Hobbits, aren't you?" her voice was very kind now.
"How do you know?" Sam asked surprised and saw that his master Frodo was vast asleep against the maidens chest.
The maiden laughed softly "My old friend Ellesar, or Aragorn how you call him, told me much about you and your kin" Sam eyes widened and Nostariel smirked.
"Strider is still alive!" he screamed and Frodo woke up.
"Aragorn?" he asked sleepy.
"Yes, Gimli and Legolas too" Nostariel answered amused.
"Merry... Pippin?" Frodo asked.
"Safe in the forest" she answered.
"Aye that makes me very happy" Sam said.
And the woman chuckled.

"But what is such a fair lady as yourself doing so close to the dark land?" he asked her curious and she looked down at him.
"I have been leading the army of this part of the forest since six years now, I am the daughter of the steward of Gondor" she answered him proud.
"We travelled with your brother! Boromir!" Sam exclaimed and Nostariel tightened her jaw, the grief was to fresh.
"Than it should sadden you to know he has fallen" Nostariel answered biting back her tears. The hobbits looked at her, shocked.
"He has?" Frodo asked in sorrow.
"He has" Nostariel whispered, more to herself than to the others.

Eomer was still not comfortable with the idea of Nostariel alone in the wilderness, on her way to Gondor.
They should not have let her go, he needed to know that she was safe, and now he could not. Éowyn had noticed the impatient and stressed behaviour of her brother and wondered if it had to do with the leaving of Nostariel.
She missed the woman, her loud laughter, the girl talk they often had en the sparring they did together.
And somewhere she was jealous of her, how she could defend her country and Éowyn could not.
How Nostariel was free and had no one to watch her.
But she wished she had stayed, especially since she had fallen in love with Aragorn. She had no one to talk to about her feelings towards him, and that was hard.
She just hoped she would see her friend again, and not that one of them would be taken into the endless shadow.

Suddenly they heard the sound of an unknown horn, she walked and saw elven warriors walk through the gates.
Their leader, a fair golden haired elf talked to Aragorn, Legolas and her uncle.

Suddenly the elven lord turned to her and mentioned her to come.
A bit confused she walked over to him slowly.
"I have a message for you, Lady Éowyn of the Mark" he said with a slight smile.
"From whom?" Éowyn asked him curious.
Her brother stood next to her, also confused.
"The Lady Nostariel of Gondor, we met along the way" the elf said, smiling as he spoke her name.
Éomer now, opened his eyes in surprise.
"She is alive then! Oh bless my forefathers!" Éowyn exclaimed happily with a smile on her face.
The Captain nodded
"She said to me; "Haldír, my dearest of friends. Seek for the Lady Éowyn, who I see as a sister. Tell her, I think of her everyday and she is enshrined in my heart. Tell her, to not feel sorrow or pain, because in a dream I was told, happiness will come to her. Love will come. Tell her, she is brave and strong and that I miss her, my sister. Tell her to have heart." She talked about you a lot" the elf said to her smiling comforting.

Éomer just stood there, hoping she had a message for him and fortunately the elf turned to him as well.
"For you, Lord Éomer. My lady also had a message; That you would lead your people to darkness and that she hoped one day you would meet again" Haldír told him, it was not much but it had lightened Éomer's heart.
The elf padded him on the shoulder and left him alone.

A/N

Dear readers, a little information.

Now I thought of it, I wanted I'd put in more dialogue and ''get to know each other'' between Nostariel and the remaining members of the fellowship, yes I just figured out...
So pretend, they like each other, in that case I actually mean Gimli, for Aragorn knows her from childhood as Gandalf does and Legolas talked to her earlier.

As for the messages of Halting.
They met on Nostariel's way to Gondor, but I will let that be a flashback...

Thank you!