Okay guys, I know I updated really fast but I felt like I needed to get this chapter out because I left the last one on a HUGE cliffie. Haha, also I am doing another chapter with Grace, Brittney, Legolas, ect because I just felt that this was a very important chapter. I would also like for everyone to know that we have almost reached 5,000 views and 100 reviews. I really cannot express the full extent o my happiness through words. As I said in the last chapter my birthday is soon (It's actually Friday XD) and I think this is probably one of the best presents ever. So I would like to give you all hugs from your favorite character:) Okay here's Chapter 25 in "So What Happened?" Enjoy and don't forget to REVIEW:)

A/N: All elvish, thoughts, and flashbacks are in italics.

Legolas

I watched the flowing rivers below me crash against the rocks; just hearing the roar of the waves was enough to make my grief evident in every being near me. Not only had I lost Grace but Aragorn as well. I expected that I would soon fade and diminish; as all elves do when their heard was broken. Though everyone recognized the sorrow that had befallen on me moments ago; I still tried to remain in one piece.

King Thèoden approached me noticing my longing glances at the shores below. Gimli explained to him only moments ago of the events that made my melancholy silence true and evident. One of the guards was asking him questions about what to do with the fallen soldiers when he said something that almost made the flicker of anger inside of me ignite into full flame.

"Leave the dead."

Those words echoed in my mind, 'Dead, dead.' The dreadful words escaping his lips were as fatal as a knfe to the heart. Of course, I was feeling like I was being stabbed over and over again. No peace or tranquility would follow until I left the shores of Middle-Earth. I would not long last under the agony and despair that haunted my footsteps.

I started to walk away from the horrendous scene when I felt a pat on the shoulder. My eyes wandered slowly to the dwarf who was trying to comfort me in my time of sadness. I could see the traces of gloom in his appearance as well.

Boromir stepped towards us wearing a frown that tugged at his lips in addition to Aragorn's death. He told us that Lady Brittney went with the women to pursue the search for Helm's Deep. I knew that she would not take the news lightly. After all, she was one of Grace's closest companions.

When I thought of Grace my heart started to sink lower than I ever thought it could. No words could describe the anguish and pain I was feeling right now.

The two most important people in my life...were dead.

Brittney

I walked amongst the women and children of Rohan. My feet shuffled against the cracked dirt path below me and my feet ached from exhaustion; I felt as if I would melt into a million pieces if I even did so much as sat down.

When had been on the road for about two hours when our company had finally spotted Helm's Deep. Everyone cried out in rejoice and thanked Lady Èowyn for leading us to safety. Though Helm's Deep might have been promising at first, I felt the sense of danger here and inferred that there would be some type of devilry at work.

We went inside of the caves and started to unload the numerous items we carried. Even though I only carried a small satchel bag full of small foods and extra clothes, it was still tough trying to find a place to put it. While I was in search of a place to rest or lie down I ran into Lady Èowyn.

"My Lady Èowyn." I said with a slight dip of my head. I knew she was of high lineage, "I am sorry for bumping into you."

She smiled brightly, "It is fine, Lady Brittney is it?"

I nodded, "Just Brittney is alright."

She looked at me graciously and turned to look at the people who were giving her smiles and looks of courtesy. There were some of the children that we're lying down next to their parents; finally getting a moment of peace.

"So I hear that you are one of the Fellowship?" Èowyn asked with an adventurous glint in her eyes.

"Yes, though it is difficult sometimes. When we separated I felt like all hope had been lost but I realized that many things can be discovered when you keep your eyes open."

Saying this made me think about Boromir. I was worried about him but knew that he could handle the small band of Orcs. He had faced much more than that before.

Èowyn nodded, "That is true-"

As the shield maiden started to speak she looked to a gathering of people near the entrance of the caves.

The men had returned.

Aragorn

Brego lead us towards the gates of Isenguard And there was something that lay before me that I could not bear to look upon. A mighty force of Orcs, well over ten-thousand were marching towards Helm's Deep. Part of me wanted to look down in sorrow. We did not have enough men to fight off such an army. Their chants could be heard from afar and I could tell they were getting closer. I nudged Brego to ride in the direction of Helm's Deep.

Just when he started to break out into a canter I felt Grace start to stir. I felt her gasp in pain from the wounds inflicted on her. I could tell that the wounds were indeed brought by a poisinous blade. I tried to help her as much as I could but we would need to get back to Helm's Deep for her to be safe.

"Aragorn?" She croaked weakly. Her raspy voice told me that she was sick.

I felt her forehead and instantly my suspicions were confirmed. She was running a high fever.

"It will be alright, Grace. We need to get you to Helm's Deep with all speed. Rest and try to recover strength."

As I said this she nodded slightly and shivered against my back. I handed her my cloak so she could stay warm. She started to fall into an uneasy sleep and I felt her head up against my shoulder. I tried to go as fast as I could, not only for Grace but for Legolas as well. I could only imagine the pain that was going through the elf right now. Losing his beloved and one of his closest friends. That could very well make him fade.

I shifted uncomfortably at the thought of Legolas dying or fading because of grief. I only thought of this now and it sent a wave of nervousness down my spine. I had worried for Legolas when I found out about his relationship with Grace. She was a mortal and I did not want to see him go through losing anybody.

That just made me want to get back faster.

Brittney Two Days Later

I sat on the edge of a stone immobile and teary-eyed. I had been like this for hours and trying to cope with the loss of one of my closest friends was probably the hardest thing I have ever tried to conquer. At first I didn't believe the words coming from Boromir's mouth and denied them by running away. I could tell that hurt him to see me like that.

I started to remember the times Grace and I had shared before we came to Middle-Earth. We were very mischievous and kind of what you would call your typical cliché teenagers. The pranks we pulled could sometimes turn out very consequential for us though we didn't mind at all; unless we didn't get a laugh out of the prank.

Recalling the memories we had made my spirits higher for the moment being, until the sudden numbness of grief returned with a vengeance. My body was racked with sobs and I cried for so long until I could barely breathe. I wiped my puffy wet eyes off with the hem of my sleeve and continued to mourn over the loss of my friend. She had a future and so much good was supposed to happen in her life. Why did she have to die?

I sighed while still feeling the evident sorrow coursing through my veins. Meanwhile, I heard footsteps coming towards me and I looked up with my raw face. I could taste the residue of salt; reminding me of the reason for my sobs. Boromir was standing in front of me looking depressed also.

"Are you alright?" He asked. I knew that he had already guessed the answer correctly and he starts to come and sit by me.

He put his hand in mine and stared into space for a moment. I felt that the silence was supposed to be there, like there were no words to describe the mood.

We say in silence for a while until we heard a commotion coming from the entrance of the gates.

Aragorn

When I entered the gates of Helm's Deep I hurried in haste. The past day was a sign that Grace was getting worse and I was indeed worried for her. The joyous and surprised cries from the people of Rohan greeted me. I heard the small but somehow loud grunts of a familiar dwarf through the small crowd that encircled me.

"Where is he? Where is he? Get our of the way! I'm going to kill him! You are the luckiest, the canniest, and the most reckless man I ever knew." I heard the dwarfs words seem to lighten the mood as he spoke.

Gimli looked to Grace he lay in my arms still running a high fever, "What happened to the lass?"

My face turned gave and serious, "She has been cut by a poisonous Orc blade. We need to get her some medicine and fast."

Gimli nodded vigorously and lead me to a wide hallway inside of the fortress. When we were inside we were met by none other than Legolas. His face seem to lighten up when he saw us standing before him.

"Le abdollen. You look terrible." As he said this a sly grin tugged at my lips and I saw the Evenstar in Legolas' hand. He placed it safely with me and looked to Grace who was still unconscious.

"What happened?" His voice was filled with worry.

"She was stabbed and cut multiple times by a poisonous orc blade; she is running a high fever also."

Legolas nodded and looked down at Grace. I could tell that she was much paler than usual but for the elf to look at her with such remorse made me know that we had to save her.

I found a small open spot in the caves and set her down on a cloak while looking for some medicines.

Legolas

I sat there for hours and found no response. No signs of life coming from the fragile girl whom my heart was entrusted to. Aragorn said that he had done everything he could which was more than I could imagine. He tried to heal her with everything he had though still, nothing worked. I sat in the open space where she lay in the open; still, lifeless, and pale. The pastiness of her skin was worrying me immensely and she was almost cold to the touch.

She had not opened her eyes for a while and I started to think of what to do if she did die.

'No, you should not think of such things.' My mind taunted.

I knew that I was not supposed to think like that but how could I not? She did not move at all since I saw her toady; I did not even see her glittering orbs sparkle once.

If she did indeed pass on I would surely fade.

Grace

I felt as light as air as I walked towards the bright shining light. It illuminated my skin and I no longer felt the pain that had been ailing me only moments ago. The light was almost pulling me to it and I felt that a sense of tranquility would lie ahead.

I stepped towards the light only to be frightened someone right in front of me. My eyes adjusted and I saw a woman who's beauty shone the clearest I have ever seen. Her hair was shining and looked soft to the touch in the dazzling light. She smiled and it almost confused me. I had no idea where I was.

"My child, do not be frightened." She coaxed giving me a sense of peace, "All is well here."

"Wh-who are you?" I asked stumbling over my words.

She smiled graciously, "I am Yavanna. One of the Valar."

My eyes widened and I immediately bowed, "It is a pleasure to meet you."

I looked around perplexed at the setting. Where was I?

It seemed that she had read my mind, "You are in the Halls of Mandos."

I quickly turned around, "What did you say?"

"You are in the Halls of Mandos, Grace. Your spirit is between life and death right now and only you have the choice of your fate."

The words bounced around in my head. Could what she was saying be true? Was I really, dead? And what did she mean by, 'I would have to choose my fate'?

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"You have the choice of going back home. One thing your dear friends do not have. If you choose that you will go back to your normal life but if you choose to stay you will remain in Middle-Earth."

I brought my index finger up to the temple of my head. Somehow I knew that I would have to choose between home and Middle-Earth. I started to think everything over; if I left Middle-Earth then I would never see my friends or Legolas again. I quickly turned my thoughts back to Legolas. I could not leave him. I loved him too much and I did not want to have to go through life back at home knowing that he faded because of grief.

I could not let that happen. I looked back to Yavanna and gave her my answer.

I would stay in Middle-Earth.

She smiled brightly, "I had a feeling you would choose that."

I felt myself being sucked from the peaceful place and being put back into the world of pain and sickness.

Legolas

I had watched her for three days and they were filled with a simple nothing that could tear my heart to shreds in a single moment. Nothing had worked and I was beginning to feel the first effects of fading. She had made no moves at all. Not even a simple twitch of her finger or quirk of her lips. The hopelessness that made my stomach turn in knots was undeniable. A few seconds later I heard Aragorn walk in the room.

"Legolas, you have been in here for days. You need to eat or rest. To keep your strength up."

I just sat there immobile and still, "I am staying with her."

I heard Aragorn let out an exasperated sigh, "Mellon-nin, this is not healthy. You need sleep."

"I am fine." I said sternly.

My sudden outburst made him jump a little and he started to walk away, saying nothing. When I left I buried my face in my hands. I was starting to accept the fact that I would not see her bright crystal blue eyes shine again, the vibrant pink radiating off of her lips, or the beautiful glow to her skin that made it alluring.

Starting to lose all hope I decided to stand up and go think somewhere else. I could not bear to see her like this. As I started to walk away I saw her hand move. I just shrugged it off as my imagination playing cruel tricks on me and stepped away until I saw her whole arm move; now that really happened. I quickly strode in her direction and saw that she was waking up. My heart leapt with joy after seeing her lifeless for three days.

A bright orangey glow filled the room and beamed over her. When it diminished I saw her coming back to life before my eyes. Her once pale, pasty skin was now aglow with an aura that nobody could deny. Her hair that was brittle with traces of death was now back to a healthy softness and her lips that were almost blue were a vivd shade of electric pink. Another thing I noted about her new appearance was her ears were slightly pointed, that made my smile even more the brighter.

She started to raise up off of the small cot and look at me, "Legolas?"

I sat beside her and smiled, "I'm here."

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