1 Chapter Twenty Five- You'll be here in my arms
I woke up in the pale grey morning light. I fell asleep on watch and had been having a nightmare; scenes that I still hadn't forgotten after forty years haunted my dreams often. I wasn't so sure that it was the dream that had woken me, though. I frowned and as I concentrated, I heard a familiar sound. Apparently I wasn't the only one awake. Frodo sat up next to me, a little too quickly because he put a hand to the wound in his chest. It had healed completely, thanks to the immortality potion, but he said it still twinged a bit. He got over it and listened carefully.
"Orcs," He said. My eyes widened.
"It's all my fault. I fell asleep on watch." I said quickly.
"No," He said. "Legolas woke up and saw you were on watch but drifting off. He watched until you fell asleep and then woke me up."
I nodded.
"Wake up Nikki," I said. "We need to be ready when they come."
He nodded.
I shook Legolas but he just moaned and rolled over.
"Wake up," I said. He lay motionless.
"Wake up." I said. He just lay there.
"ELF DUDE! WAKE UP!!!" I said loudly in his ear.
"Ahhh!" He gave a quiet yell and got up.
"Jesus!" He exclaimed.
I laughed and shook my head. He heard the footsteps and cocked his head to one side. He put a finger to his lips and I nodded.
"I know," I thought at him.
Nearby, Nikki sat up and rubbed her head. She looked slightly frightened when we explained the situation to her as we stood in a circle, awaiting the attackers.
In a short time, we were surrounded. I saw little of the fight before blacking out, and my last fleeting image was of Legolas firing arrows rapidly at Orcs.
When I woke up, I immediately knew we were no longer outside. I could feel cold, hard stone beneath me. I opened my eyes and looked over to see Frodo, striding back and fourth across the stone floor with his head bowed in thought. I looked to my left and saw Legolas and Nikki, dumped unceremoniously on the floor beside me. I looked up again towards Frodo and was extremely surprised to see him bending over me.
"Good morning, if you could call it that."
I looked towards the miniscule window and saw he was right. It was completely dark, though it felt like morning. I nodded.
"Where are we?" I asked weakly.
"I'm not positive, but I think…" he trailed off. I looked around and smacked my forehead.
"Cirith Ungol." I said. He nodded faintly and sat down next to me. I sighed. This rescue mission was NOT going as planned.
I woke up in the pale grey morning light. I fell asleep on watch and had been having a nightmare; scenes that I still hadn't forgotten after forty years haunted my dreams often. I wasn't so sure that it was the dream that had woken me, though. I frowned and as I concentrated, I heard a familiar sound. Apparently I wasn't the only one awake. Frodo sat up next to me, a little too quickly because he put a hand to the wound in his chest. It had healed completely, thanks to the immortality potion, but he said it still twinged a bit. He got over it and listened carefully.
"Orcs," He said. My eyes widened.
"It's all my fault. I fell asleep on watch." I said quickly.
"No," He said. "Legolas woke up and saw you were on watch but drifting off. He watched until you fell asleep and then woke me up."
I nodded.
"Wake up Nikki," I said. "We need to be ready when they come."
He nodded.
I shook Legolas but he just moaned and rolled over.
"Wake up," I said. He lay motionless.
"Wake up." I said. He just lay there.
"ELF DUDE! WAKE UP!!!" I said loudly in his ear.
"Ahhh!" He gave a quiet yell and got up.
"Jesus!" He exclaimed.
I laughed and shook my head. He heard the footsteps and cocked his head to one side. He put a finger to his lips and I nodded.
"I know," I thought at him.
Nearby, Nikki sat up and rubbed her head. She looked slightly frightened when we explained the situation to her as we stood in a circle, awaiting the attackers.
In a short time, we were surrounded. I saw little of the fight before blacking out, and my last fleeting image was of Legolas firing arrows rapidly at Orcs.
When I woke up, I immediately knew we were no longer outside. I could feel cold, hard stone beneath me. I opened my eyes and looked over to see Frodo, striding back and fourth across the stone floor with his head bowed in thought. I looked to my left and saw Legolas and Nikki, dumped unceremoniously on the floor beside me. I looked up again towards Frodo and was extremely surprised to see him bending over me.
"Good morning, if you could call it that."
I looked towards the miniscule window and saw he was right. It was completely dark, though it felt like morning. I nodded.
"Where are we?" I asked weakly.
"I'm not positive, but I think…" he trailed off. I looked around and smacked my forehead.
"Cirith Ungol." I said. He nodded faintly and sat down next to me. I sighed. This rescue mission was NOT going as planned.