Update day! Woohoo! So I sort of had trouble with this chapter. There were conflicting emotions and things I wrote down didn't make sense at a certain point, but hopefully I fixed it well enough. If it's lacking or it doesn't make sense, let me know because I need to know what this chapter is missing. I do not own Lord of the Rings or all that comes with it- merely own Mirel, Rowan, Vivian, Firestorm, and Wynter! Thanks to those who have reviewed, read, added to favorites and alerts! It's a short chapter, but the next one...oh jeez! It's long by my standards lol
Chapter Twelve
Rowan fell asleep the moment her head hit the pillow. Her mind started wandering and she was dreaming about her house in Ohio. Her parents were crying and expressed their worry about her when they embraced her. Vivian joined Rowan and then everything turned dark. Rowan was dressed in a tunic and pants and the tunic was stained with blood. It wasn't random blood; it was Rowan's own blood. Rowan had cuts on her arms and then Rowan glanced at her abdomen to notice she had been stabbed. In that instant, she was faced before the Great Eye. It gazed at her as she fell to her knees from the blood loss.
"If you want to go home and escape death, bring me the hobbit!" the eye yelled and Rowan groaned in pain, doubling over.
Just as Rowan felt she was going to die peacefully, Vivian was brought in and an orc held a knife to Vivian's throat. Rowan cried out, but Vivian's throat was slit and she died instantly.
Rowan gasped awake from her horrible dream and ran a hand through her hair. She didn't want to believe that death was inevitable, but Rowan refused to believe that Vivian would die. There was a knock on the door and Rowan slowly got up from the bed. Vivian entered the room and then stopped upon seeing Rowan's pale face.
"I heard something and came to check on you. What's wrong?" Vivian demanded and shut the door behind her.
"I just had a dream that woke me up," Rowan dismissed and Vivian exhaled in annoyance.
"No simple dream can wake you up. You're the heaviest sleeper I know," Vivian pointed out.
"Okay, I had a bad dream. It's not a big deal," Rowan stated in dismissal.
"If it had something to do with Sauron, then it is a big deal," Vivian said in all seriousness.
"What makes you think it was about Middle Earth?" Rowan asked with her eyes narrowed.
"It's been on your mind recently," Vivian explained and scanned Rowan's face.
"Okay, I did have a dream, but I refuse to let it come true," Rowan stated indignantly.
"What was it about?" Vivian divulged.
"We both died," Rowan stated simply.
"We're not going to die, Rowan," Vivian stated, trying to persuade Rowan.
"It's not like we can just go home if we die. If we die here, I don't think we'll go back home. V, we need to be more careful. There are two more battles…and I don't know if either of us can survive for that long," Rowan explained.
"We won't die," Vivian stated and turned on her heel.
"This is real, V," Rowan argued.
"I know it's real, but no one will let us die," Vivian stated and exited the room.
Vivian shut the door and Rowan stood up from the bed. As Rowan looked around the room, she sighed. Living in Middle Earth wasn't an easy adjustment, but Rowan and Vivian had been able to transition. Rowan took a few steps and felt the dull pain from her left wound. A wound like that wouldn't heal for a while and Rowan knew it. Sparring with Éomer had caused her leg to act up. She looked out the small window and took notice of the darkness.
Vivian walked back into the entrance hall to see everyone sitting and making idle chatter. Gimli had a plate of food in front of him and it made Vivian laugh. Legolas smiled at Vivian and when she sat down across from him, he frowned.
"You look troubled," he observed and Aragorn turned his attention to Vivian.
"I think Rowan is slowly going crazy. She had a dream, while she was sleeping, that both of us died. Sauron is threatening her and I won't believe it," Vivian explained.
"She never looked upon the palantir before," Aragorn said and Vivian shook her head.
"Sauron is trying to scare her, I think. Rowan's too strong to believe it, but she's letting fear get the best of her," Vivian figured.
Rowan walked into the room and leaned against one of the wooden support beams.
"I am afraid. There is a war going on and people can die. I'm merely accepting the fact that anyone of us could die at any time," Rowan spoke up and Vivian lowered her gaze.
"You lack hope, Rowan," Aragorn commented.
"Believe me, I don't want anyone to die and I will give my life to prevent the death of everyone I hold dear," Rowan stated as a vow.
"You haven't eaten anything for a while," Merry spoke up, trying to lessen the tension between Rowan and Aragorn.
At Merry's interruption, Rowan reluctantly sat down next to him and was given something to eat. Vivian let out a slow breath and decided to retire for the night. Legolas felt inclined to escort her, so they both left the hall. Soon enough, Aragorn left the hall and Rowan sat with Merry.
"Do you think we will all die?" Merry wondered and Rowan stopped eating for a moment to process the question.
"No, I don't think any of us will die. Besides, I won't let anyone die if I can help it," Rowan stated and Merry smiled.
Vivian walked down the hall to the room with Legolas at her side and once at the door, Vivian turned to bid him goodnight.
"Thank you for walking me to my room…and thank you for teaching me Sindarin. It's a beautiful language," Vivian said.
"It passes the time and you are quick to learn it," Legolas informed her.
"I was always with good with languages that I didn't know. Well, goodnight," Vivian said and left Legolas standing in the hall. She stood against the door and sighed.
When Merry left, Rowan stood up and exited Meduseld. It was dark and it reminded Rowan of the previous night. It was too warm in the hall, so Rowan decided to get some air. She wandered outside and gazed up at the stars. After a bit of silence, Rowan turned back to go inside. When she reached the room she shared with Vivian, Rowan found Vivian asleep in the bed. Rowan dressed in her night tunic and a different pair of pants before lying down on the fainting couch that had been provided for the girls as an extra bed.
Rowan is afraid...yet she's hopeful that everyone will live...but that is because she knows that no one from the fellowship dies- except Boromir, but he died in the first movie/ beginning of the second book. Anyway, I need opinions on whether or not the girls should go home! If I feel they should do one over the other, I'll assert my authorness over the readers...OR I will provide an alternate ending...yeah, that's what I'm going to do. I will provide an alternate ending for the fic at the end! Yay! Resolution! If you hated this chapter...I understand, but the next one is going to be excellent!
