Tears In Heaven
Chapter Four: Broken Wings
(Author: Alasia)
The room fell into silence after Boromir said this,
and soon, Reighn could not take it and spoke, "If Jairah cannot help us,
then will you Gandalf?"
Gandalf looked up at her in surprise, "I cannot."
"You cannot," she asked, her voice trembling, "You can't or you won't?
You have the power to help destroy these creatures, you have more power
than I weild, and yet you say you cannot? I spend every moment of every
day on watch for any disturbances in the city. We have lost so much, our
numbers grow thin while Challan's forces grow in strength and numbers.
All of my people look to me to do something to save our world, and I cannot
answer them!"
Boromir quickly wrapped his arm around her and a small voice came from
the top of the stairs, "Mommy? Daddy?"
The trio looked up to see Rhia standing at the top of the stairs rubbing
her eyes. Gandalf's eyes widened at the sight of the little girl as Reighn
spoke, "What is it sweetie?"
Rhia turned huge emerald eyes to her mother, "I had a bad dream..."
Reighn smiled sadly before standing and scooping her daughter up into
his arms and leaving silently. Boromir turned back to Gandalf and spoke,
his voice deadly, "If our daughter dies because of your stupidity I will
hunt you down and kill you a thousand times over."
Gandalf stared at the man, who had never voiced such a threat, even
when they were the Fellowship. Boromir continued, "If Jairah cannot help
us, and you will not, then I will make you. Take Rhia back to Middle-Earth
with you until we come for her. At least there we know she will be safe."
"You do not know of what you ask me," Gandalf said.
"I do not know," Boromir stood, "Why in hell did I allow Reighn to
send to you and Jairah for help?! Oh, wait, maybe it was because I thought
that you had a good soul. Gandalf the White, you are a disgrace to your
kind!"
Gandalf rose, "Watch yourself boy."
"Watch myself," the blonde's voice rose, "Whatch yourself old man!
I have to much to do here, and too many lives to protect to stand here
and give a rat's ass what you tell me!"
"Boromir-"
"No," Boromir said, cutting the wizard off, "You are wasting our time.
If you will not help us, then leave. We have no time to play games with
you - unlike you we have the fate of the world on our shoulders, and our
people look to us for guidance. We have lost three major cities to the
Shadows -We have lost London, Paris and Bejing! We cannot lose San Francisco
or we will lose L.A. and San Deigo as well! We have no time."
"What are these places you speak of?"
"These places are as important as Rivendell, Lothlorien and Minas Tirith
Gandalf - and they have fallen!"
"Boromir, Rhia wants to see you."
The two men looked up at Reighn as she came down the stairs and Boromir
nodded, giving a last glare to Gandalf and leaving. Reighn turned to Gandalf,
and in a deadly voice, "You are not welcome in our home Gandalf, if you
will do nothing but sit here and let people die when you have the power
to change this course."
"Reighn," Gandalf said, "You do not understand-"
"I SAID GET OUT!!!!"
Gandalf stared at the raging sorceress in front of him before sighing
in defeat and heading for the door, "You know not of what you speak Reighn
O'Haire."
She barked out a harsh laugh as he turned on the doorstep, "I do not
know? If I am not mistaken I am the one waging a magical war in a world
where Magic no longer exhists. You are out of line Gandalf. Go back to
Middle-Earth. I will leave Jairah be, only because I love her as I would
a sister, but right now, you have less than my respect."
The door slammed shut in his face and the light flashed off, leaving
the wizard plunged in smog-filled darkness. He could not help but wonder
if he had made the right decision by refusing to help them.
*****
Boromir sighed and ran a hand through his short hair,
causing it to be less orderly than it already had been, as he shut the
door to Rhia's room. Reighn appeared at the top of the stairs and walked
into his arms. Once there she began to cry, she cried tears of heartbreak,
sadness and anger. He placed his head on hers and let her cry. Over the
fours years that they had been in this world, his haircut had not been
thoe only thing to change - he no longer had a full beard, but a goatee.
"Why does this have to happen?"
He looked down at her, "Let us wait a few days, then I will take Rhia
to Middle-Earth with me and make them see how badly we need their help."
Her head shot up, "You would do such a thing?"
"We need this beloved," he replied, "We cannot win without their help."
She nodded and he continued, "But let's not dwell on it, we will later."
He leaned down and kissed her, pulling her closer. She moaned slightly
before melting into his embrace and allowing him to lead her into their
bedroom, where they held each other until dawn.
*****
Two weeks came and went before Boromir was ready
to leave. He now stood in his living room wearing a blackened ring mail
tunic over black breeches and black boots. His undertunic was the same
burgundy as he had worn so long ago and dissapeared into worn gloves. His
black cloak hung over his shoulders and Mhiras was strapped to his side.
Rhiannon stood next to him, latched to his hand in a small, elegant elven
stlyle dress. Reighn stood in front of them, the gate in the doorway that
seperated the living room from the dining room and kitched. He kissed her
feircely before picking up Rhia and allowing her to say goodbye to her
mother. Then he stepped through the gateway.
His sudden appearance in Rivendell went unnoticed
and he realized that Reighn had chosen a remote archway for the trip. Boromir
streched his senses and realized that the entire Fellowship was here for
a reunion. He sighed and looked down at Rhia. She was clutching the rim
of his cloak in fear and he kissed her forehead, "It's all right baby girl.
We're safe here, we're going to go meet some of Daddy's friends."
She nodded slightly before leaning her head on his shoulder and he
turned with a determined look toward the main building.
His clothing clashed greatly with everything else,
his clothing was strictly that of a Celtic warrior. He strode into the
building and down the hall, stopping a confused elf to inquire after the
Fellowship. He discovered that they were in the council chamber that was
no longer used as such. He sighed and walked toward it. Boromir stopped
just outside the room and watched as the people he had thought he'd known
laughed and talked. He hugged Rhia before whispering in her ear and setting
her down. he ruffled her blonde curles before she ran forward.
She entered the room timidly before walking over
to the female elf on the other side of the room. Jairah stared at her as
she approached and the room went silent as she climbed into the woman's
lap and hugged her, "My Mommy says that everyone needs a hug."
"She did say that didn't she Rhiannon?"
the group looked up and Gandalf's eyes went wide, none of the other's
recognized him, "Boromir..."
The man nodded curtly to the wizard, "Hello Gandalf."
"I hoped that you had thought about the situation," Gandlaf said.
His eyes darkened, "Of course I have. It's only gotten worse. We've
lost two of our team since we spoke last wizard."
Rhia sat where she was as she stared at her father, "Daddy?"
Boromir's face immediately softened and he turned to her, "What is
it munchkin?"
"Why is that man being so mean?"
The innocent question caused even more silence and Pippin fell over.
Boromir walked over to Jairah and Rhia and sat down, "He's not being mean
sweetie."
"But he yelled at you and Mommy..."
"I know," Boromir said, "But things like that happen when people are
angry and confused. It doesn't mean that he's being mean."
"Why?"
"So many questions!"
Rhia giggled and turned to look at Jairah, "You have pointy ears!"
Jairah smiled at the little girl in her lap, "I do. All elves do."
"They do," Rhia said, "I've never met an elf, Mommy said that they
don't live in San Francisco."
Boromir laughed and kissed Rhia's head, "They don't Muchkin."