Chapter Nineteen-Rejoining Company and Long-Lost Friends
With a grin, Frodo and I went over to the "strangers".
"Long time, no see," I said with a grin. They pulled their hoods back to reveal the king and the elf prince we had not seen for so long.
"So we meet once more," Legolas said, as we all walked back over to where the others were sitting.
"So nice to see you again," said Gandalf. Merry and Pippin just smiled, and Nikki and Sam looked to be very confused.
"And who are these young ones?" Aragorn asked, raising an eyebrow at Frodo and I.
"How is it all you guys can to that? Jeez! Some people have all the talent." I said. Aragorn looked confused.
"Nevermind." I said.
"This is Nikki and Sam, our children." Frodo said, smiling. Aragorn raised the other eyebrow, then lowered them and smiled. "So, what are you guys doing this time around?" Legolas asked.
"Trying to. well, take a look at this." Frodo pulled the letter out of his pocket and handed him the letter to the elf.
"From Mordor." He remarked. He read it, eyes widening at the signature and date, and handed it back to Frodo.
"And I hope you're not even thinking about leaving us behind." Aragorn said.
"Of course not." Gandalf said.
***Two days later***
So, we had reached Weathertop, the tower of Amon-Sul. We had camped out and lit a fire, not expecting wraiths this time. Nikki and Legolas were sitting a little way from the fire, talking, Aragorn, having given Nikki and Sam swords, was teaching Sam how to use his, and everyone else but Frodo and I were sitting around the fire. Frodo and I sat on the edge of the tower, looking at the stars. I sighed.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" he asked.
"Yes," I replied, "but very cold." I was shivering through my cloak. He put his arm around me, and I leaned in and put my head on his chest.
"This is the way it should be," he said. "Just you, me, and the sky above."
I laughed. "Frodo," I said, "I love you."
(a/n: AHH! SAPPINESS!)
"and I love you." He replied, before leaning in and kissing me.
***Meanwhile.***
(told from Nikki's POV)
There I sat, next to Legolas. He was telling me great tales of elves, of Rivendell, of his journeys. I did not know why, but his eyes seemed enchanting since I first set my sight on them. When we first met, he had even winked at me. a small, private wink, which nobody else had seen. I was beginning to wonder if perhaps there was more to that wink than I had originally thought.
(Back to Leah's POV)
When at last we separated, we were both smiling. I yawned before leaning back in against his chest and closing my eyes, the gentle rhythm of his breath and heartbeat lulling me off to sleep.
Two hours later, I was being shaken awake. Something seemed familiar about this. I opened my eyes to see Frodo, his eyes wide and looking Frantic.
"Ring Wraiths," He breathed.
"The children!" I exclaimed, and grabbed my sword. We ran as fast as we could back to camp, but it was too late. Two Wraiths stood over Nikki and Sam, with their swords raised high above them. The children exchanged glances, terrified. Even as we ran, the Nazgul screamed and brought down their swords, stabbing Nikki's left shoulder and Sam's right. We kept running, hoping to ward them off before they could do any further damage. Legolas, Gandalf, Merry, Pippin, and Aragorn apparently had the same idea, as they were chasing after the other Wraiths. When we got to where the children had lain, both were in severe pain. The wraiths had backed off a little and were now advancing upon us. We looked at each other and ran towards them, screaming.
I was never sure how exactly I made it through that night. Everything seemed blurry, but somehow we drove the wraiths out of our camp and started off towards Rivendell.
"We have to hope," said Gandalf, with a faint trace of a smile, "That the children are as strong as their parents." Frodo and I looked at each other with worried glances. We were taking turns carrying Sam, he being the youngest and lightest, while Legolas bore Nikki.
"Hold on," he whispered in her ear.
"I will," She said back, and tightened her grip around his shoulders.
Later that night, when we had finally decided to pull back and see if we could find Athelas, Two people rode into our camp while Aragorn and Frodo were still out looking for the weed. "Ah," said Gandalf, startling me. "So nice to see you, Arwen, Glorfindel." I spun around, hoping to see whom I most wanted to at that moment.
It was none other than Glorfindel and Arwen, exactly who I was expecting.
"Thank god you're here." I said.
"What?" Said Glorfindel, looking confused.
"We've had a bit of trouble," Said Gandalf, pointing to Nikki and Sam. Glorfindel and Arwen headed over to where I was tending the wounds of the children with herbs.
With a grin, Frodo and I went over to the "strangers".
"Long time, no see," I said with a grin. They pulled their hoods back to reveal the king and the elf prince we had not seen for so long.
"So we meet once more," Legolas said, as we all walked back over to where the others were sitting.
"So nice to see you again," said Gandalf. Merry and Pippin just smiled, and Nikki and Sam looked to be very confused.
"And who are these young ones?" Aragorn asked, raising an eyebrow at Frodo and I.
"How is it all you guys can to that? Jeez! Some people have all the talent." I said. Aragorn looked confused.
"Nevermind." I said.
"This is Nikki and Sam, our children." Frodo said, smiling. Aragorn raised the other eyebrow, then lowered them and smiled. "So, what are you guys doing this time around?" Legolas asked.
"Trying to. well, take a look at this." Frodo pulled the letter out of his pocket and handed him the letter to the elf.
"From Mordor." He remarked. He read it, eyes widening at the signature and date, and handed it back to Frodo.
"And I hope you're not even thinking about leaving us behind." Aragorn said.
"Of course not." Gandalf said.
***Two days later***
So, we had reached Weathertop, the tower of Amon-Sul. We had camped out and lit a fire, not expecting wraiths this time. Nikki and Legolas were sitting a little way from the fire, talking, Aragorn, having given Nikki and Sam swords, was teaching Sam how to use his, and everyone else but Frodo and I were sitting around the fire. Frodo and I sat on the edge of the tower, looking at the stars. I sighed.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" he asked.
"Yes," I replied, "but very cold." I was shivering through my cloak. He put his arm around me, and I leaned in and put my head on his chest.
"This is the way it should be," he said. "Just you, me, and the sky above."
I laughed. "Frodo," I said, "I love you."
(a/n: AHH! SAPPINESS!)
"and I love you." He replied, before leaning in and kissing me.
***Meanwhile.***
(told from Nikki's POV)
There I sat, next to Legolas. He was telling me great tales of elves, of Rivendell, of his journeys. I did not know why, but his eyes seemed enchanting since I first set my sight on them. When we first met, he had even winked at me. a small, private wink, which nobody else had seen. I was beginning to wonder if perhaps there was more to that wink than I had originally thought.
(Back to Leah's POV)
When at last we separated, we were both smiling. I yawned before leaning back in against his chest and closing my eyes, the gentle rhythm of his breath and heartbeat lulling me off to sleep.
Two hours later, I was being shaken awake. Something seemed familiar about this. I opened my eyes to see Frodo, his eyes wide and looking Frantic.
"Ring Wraiths," He breathed.
"The children!" I exclaimed, and grabbed my sword. We ran as fast as we could back to camp, but it was too late. Two Wraiths stood over Nikki and Sam, with their swords raised high above them. The children exchanged glances, terrified. Even as we ran, the Nazgul screamed and brought down their swords, stabbing Nikki's left shoulder and Sam's right. We kept running, hoping to ward them off before they could do any further damage. Legolas, Gandalf, Merry, Pippin, and Aragorn apparently had the same idea, as they were chasing after the other Wraiths. When we got to where the children had lain, both were in severe pain. The wraiths had backed off a little and were now advancing upon us. We looked at each other and ran towards them, screaming.
I was never sure how exactly I made it through that night. Everything seemed blurry, but somehow we drove the wraiths out of our camp and started off towards Rivendell.
"We have to hope," said Gandalf, with a faint trace of a smile, "That the children are as strong as their parents." Frodo and I looked at each other with worried glances. We were taking turns carrying Sam, he being the youngest and lightest, while Legolas bore Nikki.
"Hold on," he whispered in her ear.
"I will," She said back, and tightened her grip around his shoulders.
Later that night, when we had finally decided to pull back and see if we could find Athelas, Two people rode into our camp while Aragorn and Frodo were still out looking for the weed. "Ah," said Gandalf, startling me. "So nice to see you, Arwen, Glorfindel." I spun around, hoping to see whom I most wanted to at that moment.
It was none other than Glorfindel and Arwen, exactly who I was expecting.
"Thank god you're here." I said.
"What?" Said Glorfindel, looking confused.
"We've had a bit of trouble," Said Gandalf, pointing to Nikki and Sam. Glorfindel and Arwen headed over to where I was tending the wounds of the children with herbs.