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Chapter 25: Entrance to Lothlorien

The rest of my life I'll take these chances
Times goes by so very fast
I'll share my fortune and my failure 'til there's nothing left

And if somewhere down the line
I'll find I'm running out of time
I hope to God that I can say
I made the best of every day
 -"My Life", Anouk

Frodo turned around, facing the entrance of the corridor the Company had just entered. A large clattering of something somewhat heavy could be heard hitting the stone floor. Coming directly after it, a thick clunk had also sounded. Looking over at Legolas, who was right behind hi, he gave the Elf a questioning look. Noticing Frodo, Legolas gave a small nod in agreement that he had also heard something.

"Aragorn," he called out to the front of the line.

The King of Gondor had, in fact, already stopped and was looking curiously at where the sound came from.

"Yes, I heard it also," he replied to Legolas. He seemed somewhat reluctant to go back and check on the sound, yet the Hobbits seemed determined. Rogue could have made the sound, and they were not about to continue on with their journey knowing they may have left a live member of their group behind.

Unsheathing his sword, Aragorn nodded to Legolas to give him the 'ok' to go ahead and lead the group towards the sound. With his bow ready, Legolas moved to what was now the front of the group and started walking towards where they had just came from. The Company walked carefully, slowly filing into the room where they had just sat for an hour. At first glance, they say nothing but the empty room that they just say before. Then, suddenly, they all seemed to notice a dark mound on the floor…under the hole in the ceiling. The light shinning into the room from the corridor glittered against a hilt of a sword, along with several other items, close to the unmoving object.

Exchanging glances, Aragorn moved towards the unknown mound, with Legolas following close behind. Kneeling, he moved the object that was laying on its side so it was now laying on its back. Legolas had already dropped his stance, now crouching on the floor, examining the three things that lay near the 'mound'. A soft moan, audible only to the Man and Elf by the figure, escape the object as Aragorn brushed the brown, mangled hair that sat on the figure's face.

Looking over at his companions, Aragorn gave a small smile. "It's Rogue."

Unsheathing the sword that lay on the ground along side of her, Legolas nodded in agreement and showed the rest of the group the sword. "This is hers…and so it the bow."

Finding that it was safe, everyone dropped their stances that they had held. Merry furrowed his brow. "She doesn't look too well…she isn't dead, is she?"

Aragorn gave a slight shake of his head. "No…although she is in rather bad condition." Turning towards the unconscious body, he quickly looked over the visible wounds. Then, accidentally moving her right leg, he frowned. Rogue's body, involuntarily, shuddered with pain. "I don't believe she will be able to walk for a while even when she awakes again…" Leaning down, he picked up the petite form and stood up. Legolas picked up her weapons, finding, however, that they were too bulky for him to hold all by hand.

"Boromir, he said, catching the Man's attention. He then gently tossed Rogue's sword and sheath, which Boromir caught easily.

With Gandalf leading the way, the group walked quickly and silently out of Moria and into the surrounding mountain and forest.

Looking at the sky, Aragorn spoke. "It looks to be only high noon…I wish to get to the edge of the forest so I can check to see how serious Rogue's wounds are…there we will stop for food, also."

The idea of food brightened Merry and Pippin's faces, and the idea of seeing the Lady again seemed to help Gimli's gruff personality. They traveled onwards at a fast pace, but not, it seemed, for fear of their lives. It was more of the idea that they would once more be within the forest of Lothlorien…

Around an hour or two into their traveling, Rogue awoke. She went unnoticed by the rest of the group, however, because she made special care not to fidget. It was not out of want of not being noticed, however, but the fear that whenever she moved pain would sear through her flesh. And so she stayed perfectly still, behind carried by Aragorn.

She dozed of several times, growing bred of not being able to do anything. As the hours passed, her spirit grew livelier. She did not wish to be carried…it showed weakness. Yet she figured she had no choice…unless, of course, she wanted to crawl. Closing her eyes, she decided she might sleep again…even when the nightmares still haunted her. As she began to sleep once more, he felt Aragorn stop moving. Only seconds later, she felt herself being laid upon the ground carefully. Opening her eyes slowly, she saw the Fellowship sitting around, resting, while Sam unpacked some of their remaining food. She watched on quietly, not wanting attention to be drawn towards her. It was only when Gandalf accidentally noticed Rogue with her eyes open that anyone looked a her.

"Ah…I see you have finally awoken," Gandalf said, smiling,

Giving a quick smile, not filled with emotion, Rogue responded. "Aye…it seems I have."

Finishing the little food he had, Aragorn walked over to Rogue. Sitting, he looked at her wounds once again. Touching her leg softly, he noted her reaction. The girl did not speak, yet she winced at the sudden pain.

"I do not believe that leg is broken…but badly twisted, perhaps. I fear there is little I can do for it…is there any other place, besides the open wounds, that causes pain?" He questioned softly.

Rogue remained silent for awhile, trying to decide whether or not to tell Aragorn of the one pain he had not noticed yet. It was not of her to tell people of her injuries…she normally tended to them herself. But now…

"The bones under my chest. That is the only other place that pains me."

Gimli walked over, holding a pot of freshly heated water. Murmuring a 'thank you', Aragorn started to taint that water with some plant that Rogue did not know. Athelas it was…something Aragorn used quite often when tending to injuries. Moving her shirt up to show her stomach and ribs, although never showing anything indecent, Aragorn bathed her skin in the water solution. He then moved onto the open cuts, careful not to open them even more. After he was finished, he looked at Rogue's injured right leg…that was covered by her pants. Trying to find a decent way to tending to the leg, his thoughts were cut short by Rogue.

"Don't worry about the leg…it will heal even without the medication."

Suddenly, Sam brought over a little bit of food he just got out of her bag. "Here you go, Miss Rogue. We don't' want you to go hungry."

Taking the food, Rogue smiled slightly, yet said nothing. Eating, she looked around further. They were, technically, in Lothlorien…but only slightly. She watched as Aragorn stood up and walked a little bit further into the woods with Legolas right behind him…they were looking, no doubt, for some inhabitants of the forest. Then she suddenly realized that other people were carrying her weapons. Legolas carried her bow and quiver…that she did not mind. Yet Boromir held her sword…

"Boromir, I better find you taking lovely care of my celevon rhîw*. If I find her scratched, you will find her in your throat."

"Celevon rhîw? Your sword, I may presume? Fear not…I have not scratched your sword. If there are any scratches, it comes from yourself." Boromir replied.

"I know I have not -"

Rogue stopped when she heard voices. She watched as Aragorn and Legolas returned…with another elf. His hair was a long blond…much like Legolas's, but his eyes were colder…harder. And his name was Haldir.

Coming upon the group, he gave a curt smile. "It is well to see all of you again. And most certainly you, Gandalf."

Smiling, Gandalf nodded his head in response.

Haldir continued. "You are all welcomed to come with Lothlorien…even the dwarf."

Rogue watched the elf coldly, unmoving. As Haldir finally looked over to where Rogue lay away from the rest of the group, his eyes widened. Turning quickly to Aragorn and Legolas, he began talking.

"The girl has traveled with you?"

Somewhat confused at Haldir's sudden change, Aragorn nodded. "Yes, of course. What is wrong?"

"She is dangerous…and not fit to be named an Elf. She lies and cheats…even to those she calls friends."

"We understand your concern, Haldir. But she is helping with the quest," Legolas countered.

"I can not allow her to enter Lothlorien."

"She is wounded…we can not leave her outside the forest, alone," Aragorn replied.

"I shall watch over her…just as I did with Gimli, the dwarf," Legolas continued.

Haldir looked uncertain, but finally relented. "Fine, she will be allowed in. But she must wear -"

Rogue smirked as she cut the other elf off. "I am aware of your customs here…but there is no reason to blind fold me as we go into Lothlorien to meet the Lady Galadriel. It is not as though I have not been here before…"

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* celevon rhîw - silver winter