Title: How Does It Feel (25/?)
Author: palephoenix (palephoenix(underscore)6(at)yahoo.ca)
Genre: LOTR FP-het
Pairing: Legolas/OFC
Rating: PG for now...
Warning: Mary Sue... I'm in a Mary Sue mood... I can't fathom why anyone who doesn't like Mary Sues would read a fic clearly labelled as such... But apparently some have... -rolls her eyes- When you review telling me my story sucks because it's a Mary Sue all you end up doing is giving me my good laugh of the day.
Archive: My site if I ever get it done...
Disclaimer: Not for profit, purely for entertainment purposes. The characters belong to Tolkien and the actors belong to themselves. I'm just borrowing them. I don't know the actors; if I did I wouldn't be writing this... I'd be keeping Orlando in my bed for the next five years.
Feedback: pretty please with Orlando on top???
Notes: Eilish is pronounced 'eye-lish'... As far as I know it is the Irish version of Elizabeth... As in previous chapters, words in italics are in elvish, with the translation at the end of the paragraph. This chapter is written with canon events, not movie events. Any dialogue (and only dialogue) marked with an asterisk () is taken directly, word for word, from the book.
Summary: Labour and delivery nurse Eilish Bell is in a car accident and finds herself thrown into Middle Earth.
Chapter 25
The weary Fellowship gathered early the next morning. As Celeborn had promised elves were there with all they would need for their journey. Eilish couldn't help but laugh as Gimli warily eyed the lembas, thinking it would rather unpalatable, like the cram of the Men of Dale. She watched, amused, as he hesitantly nibbled a corner of the wafer, then, finding it to his liking, rapidly ate the rest. The elves present laughed and explained that lembas was better than cram, both in taste and in nutrition, telling Gimli he'd just eaten enough for an entire day's hard work.
The elves then handed out clothing to the Fellowship, the elven cloaks made by Galadriel herself, that could conceal them from enemy eyes. Haldir had returned from the Northern fences to guide them to the river. Once there they saw three boats that Celeborn had promised, along with may other boats and barges. The elves packed the Fellowship's supplies into the boats. They also added, much to Sam's relief, three coils of elven rope to each boat.
The Fellowship climbed into the three boats, Aragorn with Frodo and Sam, Boromir with Merry and Pippin, and Legolas, Eilish and Gimli. The two men and the elf guided the boats into the river to the beautiful white swan-shaped boat which carried the Lord and Lady of 'Lorien. The Fellowship ate a last meal in 'Lorien with the Lord and Lady, on the lush grass of the river bank. After they had eaten they sat for some time and Celeborn carefully outlined the way their road would take them.
When that was done the Lady of 'Lorien began handing out gifts to the Fellowship. For Aragorn there was a sheath made to hold his sword, Anduril, intricately covered with elven runes forming the name of the sword and its past.
"This stone I gave to Celebrian my daughter, and she to hers; and now it comes to you as a token of hope," Galadriel said, giving to Aragorn a large green stone, set in a silver brooch shaped like an eagle in flight. "In this hour take the name that was foretold for you, Elessar, the Elfstone of the house of Eärendil!"
Aragorn took the brooch and pinned it to his tunic. At that moment he straightened, as if a weight had been lifted from his shoulders. "For the gifts that you have given me I thank you," he said, "O Lady of Lorien of whom were sprung Celebrian and Arwen Evenstar."
To Boromir Galadriel gave a gold belt, to the younger hobbits small silver belts with golden flower clasps. Legolas was presented with a Galadhrim bow, longer and sturdier than that of his home. To Sam she gifted small grey wooden box, with an elven rune in silver on the lid. Inside, she explained, was soil from her own orchards, which would bring to life any garden it was added to. After many blushes and stammering, Gimli finally spoke what he would desire from the Lady of Light: one strand of her golden hair. Galadriel gifted him three.
The Lady then gave to Frodo a phial, which held the light of Eärendil's star, in the waters of her own fountain. "It will shine still brighter when night is about you. May it be a light for you in dark places when all other lights go out."
Finally Galadriel gave Eilish a silver chain, from which dangled a clear blue gemstone cut in the shape of a star, and a small wrapped bundle. "For a healer I give healing herbs. Their uses are marked on their wrapping. I fear there will be a time when your skills are needed greatly," Galadriel said soberly. "Therein you will find, also, a vial of clear liquid, which will prevent pregnancy. A mouthful will prevent conception for one month," She added quietly, so only Eilish heard her words.
"Thank you," Eilish said sincerely, blushing lightly, with a small sigh of relief.
At that the Fellowship returned to their boat and departed, leaving the safety and beauty of Lothlorien behind as the boats slipped silently down the river.