~*~* A/N: All right, here's the fourth installment. In response to accusations of Laurrianne being a Mary-Sue.. I don't think she is, but even if she is.. so?! lol, Pip deserves a Mary-Sue all of his own. If you want to read something serious and angsty, go read Blackthorne, my other fic of the moment. This is my fluff! :-D *~*~
"Aragorn, I swear, if you do not put me down this moment, I'm going to kick you!" Laurrianne exclaimed as the Ranger continued to carry her, flung over his shoulder.
"You're hurt," he said, shaking his head.
"Yea, my shoulder, not my leg. I assure you, I can walk just fine."
Aragorn mumbled some curse and threw her down. She landed on her back, hard, letting out an "oof". Legolas and Gimli stopped, watching Aragorn in awe.
"You know, I'm rather sick of your complaining. 'Oh, I want to go home, oh I won't sleep until Pippin returns to me'. I try to help you and you threaten me. From here on, you can carry your own things, and take care of yourself." He stormed off, Legolas and Gimli following behind him silently.
Laurrianne picked herself up off the ground, and followed them, mumbling.
That night, while the men slept, Laurrianne gathered some food and provisions, and set off on her own. She would find the hobbits on her own, and she wouldn't stay with these guys, Aragorn especially, for another moment. Besides, with these guys stopping to rest every night, they'd never make it to Pip and Merry in time.
Laurrianne walked, keeping her eyes on the ground for any sign or trace of Pippin or Merry. The hobbits would barely make any tracks, but the orcs trampled everything in their path.
She had journeyed for several days, only stopping to eat, and once to sleep. Her provisions were beginning to dwindle, when she began to hear the sound of approaching horses. She turned, and saw a large company of men on horseback drawing near.
"Who are you and what are you doing in these lands," demanded a man, dropping from his horse.
"I'm Laurrianne," she said as the man eyed her attire.
"What is your business here?"
"I don't really know where "here" is, but I'm looking for some of my friends, they got taken by orcs."
"Orcs!" exclaimed the man, and looked about at the other men on horseback.
"Yea," she said, then crossed her arms. "So, if you don't mind, I'm going to continue on. Every moment I waste is a moment of torture for them."
"Who are your friends?"
"Pippin and Merry.. they're hobbits."
"You've come all this way in search of halflings?" he asked, perplexed. Laurrianne looked at him threateningly.
"Take that back," she grumbled. "One of the Hobbits is quite dear to me, and I shall not rest until he is found."
"I don't like your tone," said the man, signalling to two men on horseback. They jumped down and grabbed her by the arms. "We're taking you prisoner," he said, "And we will escort you back to our King. He will decide what is to be done with you."
"No!" she exclaimed, fighting back against the men. She threw one to the ground, and started running, but was quickly caught. He hit her in the head with the dull side of his sword. She slumped to the ground, still grasping onto her consciousness.
"Foolish girl," the man shook his head, and made sure the girl was tied well, and flung over a horse.
"Pippin.." she murmured, then fell unconscious.
Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli ventured on, ever watchful for a sign of Laurrianne.
"It's all my fault," mumbled Aragorn every now and then, shaking his head at his own rashness. Several days into the journey, they came across the Riders of Rohan. As Aragorn spoke with them, Legolas' keen elvish eyes saw a figure flung over a horse, unconscious.
"Who is that?" he asked, pointing.
"Oh, a prisoner. Rather haughty girl, we saw her several miles back. She put up quite a fight," he replied, and Aragorn's eyes grew wide.
"May I see her?" he asked, and the other man shrugged. Going to the figure, he lifted her head up by her hair. Blood covered his hand, from the blunt wound to the head that she suffered. She grumbled something intelligable. Aragorn gasped, and turned to the other man.
"She is a missing member of our company. She left us in the middle of the night, several days ago." Hearing this, the other man let her head go.
"You may reclaim her," he said, offering no apology. Legolas and Aragorn lifted her from the horse. Gimli was readying himself to give her a shake, but she awoke on her own.
"Pippin? Merry?" she looked around, grumbling when she saw Aragorn. She tore her arm away from him, holding it to her head. A whimper escaped her lips, then, "Oh, great, another concussion.."
~~*~~*~~*~~ A/N: Okay, I'm skipping around a lot, I know.. fast forward to the group's reunion at Isengard! ~~*~~*~~*~~
Laurrianne glanced around, at the ruin of Isengard. The place seemed deserted. Even Gandalf, the really wise guy, seemed perplexed. Legolas' eyes widened, then a small smile played against his lips.
"Well, well," he said softly, eyes fixed upon the Orthanc, the large black tower before them. Laurrianne squinted. Faintly, she could see two figures sitting upon the steps of it. She could feel her heart leap, as she nudged her horse, willing it to run, and it did. She approached quickly, and as soon as she saw it was them, them!, she stopped the horse and jumped from it, running to the steps quickly.
Pippin and Merry sat, watching her approach. When she got to the steps, she fell upon them, exhaust and emotion overwhelming her. Pippin's eyes widened, and he leaned close to her.
"Are you all right?" he asked, smiling. Her only response was a small sigh as she looked back up at them, her eyes full of tears.
"I knew I'd find you, Pip," she murmured, another tear falling. "I knew it.. Pip, I was so scared." He was overcome with emotion then too, and began to cry, falling into her arms.
"So was I," he said softly, as she held him tightly. Merry looked on, both amused and moved.
Legolas, Aragorn, Gimli and the others arrived then, and watched. A knowing smile played on Aragorn's face.
Laurrianne pulled back, looking at Pippin, puzzled. "Have you gotten taller, Peregrin Took?"
He laughed, and took her back into his arms. Gandalf cleared his throat.
"I really do hate to interrupt, but I would like to hear an explanation of what happened."
After the explaining was done, and Laurrianne met some new, curious creatures called "Ents", they began to relax. Pip offered her some food, and she accepted eagerly. After they ate, Laurrianne went and lay outside, looking up at the stars. She could finally rest.
"Hello," said Pippin, poking his head out. "Do you mind if I join you?"
"I'd be offended if you didn't!" exclaimed Laurrianne, grinning. He smiled, and sat beside her.
"You have no idea what I've been through," said Laurrianne softly, then shook her head. "But you.. Pip, you're one of the bravest people I've met." A blush crept up his cheeks, and he lay down. Laurrianne curled an arm around him, protectively holding him to her.
"Laurrianne?"
"Yea, Pip?"
"Have you ever prayed for something so hard, that you think you'll explode if it doesn't happen?"
Laurrianne smiled, and looked down at the Hobbit. His large eyes shimmered in the starlight.
"Yea, Pip.. I have."
"What did you do?"
"I searched, and walked, and got kidnapped, and fought against orcs, and then walked some more, Pip. I never wished for anything so hard, except for to find you. And it came true." She paused for a moment, then continued, "What's your wish, Pip?"
He glanced down, and then replied sheepishly, "It involves a girl." This drew a grin from Laurrianne.
"Do I know her?"
"You might."
"And what about this girl, pray tell?" she asked, turning on her side so she faced Pippin.
"I wish to kiss her," he replied softly. Laurrianne leaned close, whispering into his ear.
"Close your eyes."
~*~* A/N: And I believe that's where I'll end it. I know, I know, not much closure at all. What did you want? A million chapters? Sorry, but go read Blackthorne for that! :-D Besides, this was my official fluff! Thus ends the fluff... And they lived happily ever after, to the end of their days. Pleez Reveiw!*~*~
"Aragorn, I swear, if you do not put me down this moment, I'm going to kick you!" Laurrianne exclaimed as the Ranger continued to carry her, flung over his shoulder.
"You're hurt," he said, shaking his head.
"Yea, my shoulder, not my leg. I assure you, I can walk just fine."
Aragorn mumbled some curse and threw her down. She landed on her back, hard, letting out an "oof". Legolas and Gimli stopped, watching Aragorn in awe.
"You know, I'm rather sick of your complaining. 'Oh, I want to go home, oh I won't sleep until Pippin returns to me'. I try to help you and you threaten me. From here on, you can carry your own things, and take care of yourself." He stormed off, Legolas and Gimli following behind him silently.
Laurrianne picked herself up off the ground, and followed them, mumbling.
That night, while the men slept, Laurrianne gathered some food and provisions, and set off on her own. She would find the hobbits on her own, and she wouldn't stay with these guys, Aragorn especially, for another moment. Besides, with these guys stopping to rest every night, they'd never make it to Pip and Merry in time.
Laurrianne walked, keeping her eyes on the ground for any sign or trace of Pippin or Merry. The hobbits would barely make any tracks, but the orcs trampled everything in their path.
She had journeyed for several days, only stopping to eat, and once to sleep. Her provisions were beginning to dwindle, when she began to hear the sound of approaching horses. She turned, and saw a large company of men on horseback drawing near.
"Who are you and what are you doing in these lands," demanded a man, dropping from his horse.
"I'm Laurrianne," she said as the man eyed her attire.
"What is your business here?"
"I don't really know where "here" is, but I'm looking for some of my friends, they got taken by orcs."
"Orcs!" exclaimed the man, and looked about at the other men on horseback.
"Yea," she said, then crossed her arms. "So, if you don't mind, I'm going to continue on. Every moment I waste is a moment of torture for them."
"Who are your friends?"
"Pippin and Merry.. they're hobbits."
"You've come all this way in search of halflings?" he asked, perplexed. Laurrianne looked at him threateningly.
"Take that back," she grumbled. "One of the Hobbits is quite dear to me, and I shall not rest until he is found."
"I don't like your tone," said the man, signalling to two men on horseback. They jumped down and grabbed her by the arms. "We're taking you prisoner," he said, "And we will escort you back to our King. He will decide what is to be done with you."
"No!" she exclaimed, fighting back against the men. She threw one to the ground, and started running, but was quickly caught. He hit her in the head with the dull side of his sword. She slumped to the ground, still grasping onto her consciousness.
"Foolish girl," the man shook his head, and made sure the girl was tied well, and flung over a horse.
"Pippin.." she murmured, then fell unconscious.
Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli ventured on, ever watchful for a sign of Laurrianne.
"It's all my fault," mumbled Aragorn every now and then, shaking his head at his own rashness. Several days into the journey, they came across the Riders of Rohan. As Aragorn spoke with them, Legolas' keen elvish eyes saw a figure flung over a horse, unconscious.
"Who is that?" he asked, pointing.
"Oh, a prisoner. Rather haughty girl, we saw her several miles back. She put up quite a fight," he replied, and Aragorn's eyes grew wide.
"May I see her?" he asked, and the other man shrugged. Going to the figure, he lifted her head up by her hair. Blood covered his hand, from the blunt wound to the head that she suffered. She grumbled something intelligable. Aragorn gasped, and turned to the other man.
"She is a missing member of our company. She left us in the middle of the night, several days ago." Hearing this, the other man let her head go.
"You may reclaim her," he said, offering no apology. Legolas and Aragorn lifted her from the horse. Gimli was readying himself to give her a shake, but she awoke on her own.
"Pippin? Merry?" she looked around, grumbling when she saw Aragorn. She tore her arm away from him, holding it to her head. A whimper escaped her lips, then, "Oh, great, another concussion.."
~~*~~*~~*~~ A/N: Okay, I'm skipping around a lot, I know.. fast forward to the group's reunion at Isengard! ~~*~~*~~*~~
Laurrianne glanced around, at the ruin of Isengard. The place seemed deserted. Even Gandalf, the really wise guy, seemed perplexed. Legolas' eyes widened, then a small smile played against his lips.
"Well, well," he said softly, eyes fixed upon the Orthanc, the large black tower before them. Laurrianne squinted. Faintly, she could see two figures sitting upon the steps of it. She could feel her heart leap, as she nudged her horse, willing it to run, and it did. She approached quickly, and as soon as she saw it was them, them!, she stopped the horse and jumped from it, running to the steps quickly.
Pippin and Merry sat, watching her approach. When she got to the steps, she fell upon them, exhaust and emotion overwhelming her. Pippin's eyes widened, and he leaned close to her.
"Are you all right?" he asked, smiling. Her only response was a small sigh as she looked back up at them, her eyes full of tears.
"I knew I'd find you, Pip," she murmured, another tear falling. "I knew it.. Pip, I was so scared." He was overcome with emotion then too, and began to cry, falling into her arms.
"So was I," he said softly, as she held him tightly. Merry looked on, both amused and moved.
Legolas, Aragorn, Gimli and the others arrived then, and watched. A knowing smile played on Aragorn's face.
Laurrianne pulled back, looking at Pippin, puzzled. "Have you gotten taller, Peregrin Took?"
He laughed, and took her back into his arms. Gandalf cleared his throat.
"I really do hate to interrupt, but I would like to hear an explanation of what happened."
After the explaining was done, and Laurrianne met some new, curious creatures called "Ents", they began to relax. Pip offered her some food, and she accepted eagerly. After they ate, Laurrianne went and lay outside, looking up at the stars. She could finally rest.
"Hello," said Pippin, poking his head out. "Do you mind if I join you?"
"I'd be offended if you didn't!" exclaimed Laurrianne, grinning. He smiled, and sat beside her.
"You have no idea what I've been through," said Laurrianne softly, then shook her head. "But you.. Pip, you're one of the bravest people I've met." A blush crept up his cheeks, and he lay down. Laurrianne curled an arm around him, protectively holding him to her.
"Laurrianne?"
"Yea, Pip?"
"Have you ever prayed for something so hard, that you think you'll explode if it doesn't happen?"
Laurrianne smiled, and looked down at the Hobbit. His large eyes shimmered in the starlight.
"Yea, Pip.. I have."
"What did you do?"
"I searched, and walked, and got kidnapped, and fought against orcs, and then walked some more, Pip. I never wished for anything so hard, except for to find you. And it came true." She paused for a moment, then continued, "What's your wish, Pip?"
He glanced down, and then replied sheepishly, "It involves a girl." This drew a grin from Laurrianne.
"Do I know her?"
"You might."
"And what about this girl, pray tell?" she asked, turning on her side so she faced Pippin.
"I wish to kiss her," he replied softly. Laurrianne leaned close, whispering into his ear.
"Close your eyes."
~*~* A/N: And I believe that's where I'll end it. I know, I know, not much closure at all. What did you want? A million chapters? Sorry, but go read Blackthorne for that! :-D Besides, this was my official fluff! Thus ends the fluff... And they lived happily ever after, to the end of their days. Pleez Reveiw!*~*~
