We were chasing the squad of Uruk-hai across the eastern side of the Ondolo River. Aragorn was lying on the ground with his left ear on the rocks by us. While we were tracking the Hobbits, we would stop occasionally so we could rest, and Aragorn would do many different things to make sure we were heading in the right direction.

Legolas and I were looking ahead to see the Orcs. I was breathing heavily. Normally I wouldn't become winded with all this running, but with my injury, our journey was taking its toll on my body. "Your shoulder is still bleeding." I looked at my shoulder and then my arm. There was blood dripping off the tips of my fingers. Legolas walked up to me, made me sit down on a rock, pulled the sleeve of my shirt down so he could clearly see the wound, and began to remove the bandages that were wrapped around my shoulder.

"Don't," I stopped him. "I'll be fine."

"No, you won't. At this rate you lose so much blood that you will faint. Let's change your shirt and reapply the bandages." He got a shirt out of my bag and gave it to me. While I was changing, he washed out the bandages with some of our drinking water. After I changed shirts, Legolas pulled the shirt down some so he could put some more medicine on my wound. The top of my shirt was still pulled off my shoulder, and Legolas wrapped up my shoulder and arm again. As he finished tending to my injury, I said:

"Thank you." Smiling he leaned forward and placed a kiss on the top of my head. I blushed a light shade of pink.

"You are a part of this team. You need to take care of yourself." My blush became darker. What's this feeling?

"Their pace has quickened." We turned to Aragorn as he whispered, "They must have caught our scent." He stood up and began to run again. "Hurry!"

"Come on, Gimli!" I looked behind me. Gimli was just catching up with us. "Here," Legolas said, extending his arm. I took it, and he pulled me up onto his back.

"What are you doing? I can run."

"Because of your running, your wound won't stop bleeding. I'll carry you; you just rest up." I laid my head on the back of his shoulders. I took a deep breath, and although he had been running and fought with Uruk-hai several days ago, his natural scent reminded me of what the air smells like after it has rained. I smiled and tightened my arms around his neck more, not to strangle him, but to show my gratitude for his actions.

"Three days and nights pursuit. No food, no rest, and no sign of our quarry, but what bare rock can tell." Gimli only began to complain like this when we would start running again. Legolas started on a slow sprint. I closed my eyes to rest.

I ended up falling asleep for a little bit. When I woke up, something was reflecting the sun's light and glaring at me. "What's that light?" I lifted my head up from Legolas' shoulder.

"You awake?"

"Yeah," I whispered. We were coming to a stop. Aragorn kneeled down and picked something up.

"Not idly do the leaves of Lothlorien fall."

"They may yet be alive," Legolas said once he had put me down so I was standing.

"Merry… Pippin…" The depressing feeling I had was lifted for a moment or two. Wait, he said, "may." That means they could have died. Ariane keep control over your emotions. You might find them dead.

"That means they are less than a day ahead of us." Aragorn started to run again. "Come." Legolas turned to me.

"I'll be alright for now." I started to run after Aragorn. "Gimli, we're gaining on them!"

"I'm wasted on cross-country. We Dwarves are natural sprinters; very dangerous over short distances." I laughed to myself. Although his complaints were beginning to become annoying, some of them were funny.

As we came to the top of a hill, Aragorn said, "Rohan- home of the Horse-lords." While we gazed across the land, Aragorn continued speaking. "There's something strange at work here. Some evil gives speed to these creatures. Sets its will against us." Legolas ran ahead a bit, and I followed him. "What do your Elf-eyes see?"

"They turn northeast," I shouted, and then I gasped.

"They're taking the Hobbits to Isengard."

"Saruman," exhaled Aragorn. After he said this, we began to run again.

"Keep breathing; that's the key. Breathe."

"They've run as if the very whips of their masters were behind them." Legolas said confused.

"Someone else is there with them. It's no longer just Uruk-hai. There are Orcs as well." Everyone turned to me just as my hair turned brown again, my eyes blue. I looked at them. "What?"

"You didn't faint after one of your visions."

"Yeah, I don't faint all the time." I started to run past them. "I gain more control after each one passes." I was getting further and further ahead of them. "Come on, we have two Hobbits to save." When I heard them begin to follow me, I ran faster. "We're coming Pippin. We're going to save you and Merry."


A/N- I do not know how an Elf's body works, but obviously if they had a serious wound that didn't stop bleeding there would be consequences. For the next couple chapters, Ariane is gonna be kinda out of it due to blood loss.

I also didn't mention this at the beginning. I used lines mostly from the movies, but there are some added things from the books (I haven't read them) that I got from online sources. For example, the Elvish language I got from a dictionary that translated Sindarin to English English to Sindarin. Also, when Gimli received the three hairs instead of one, Galadriel was making up for denying Feanor a somewhat friend of hers.