Authors Notes: Greetings humanoids, this is just a little bit of ficcy
drivel that me and my best online friend (also online GF) wrote up. Did it
a little oddly, co-wrote it over MSN Messenger, so that's why the
paragraphs and stuff are kinda short and it goes back and forth. We used
our own SG team (the much abused SG-11) and set it just AU'ed enough that
we can fit things together here and there. Coments and suggestions of all
sorts would be appreciated muchly. And thank you to the one nice person who
did send in a review. We went back and revised chapter 1 to take into
account yer suggestions. =) And as always, credit for inspiration and
mental support go to my dear Kos. ;-) btw: she's the girl who's helping me
write this, the most valued co-author
Category: Action/Adventure, Humor, Romance
Rating: PG-13 fer language. Ratings may change pending on authors own inspirations
Alright, Standard Disclaimer Time: We don't own Stargate and we don't own Lord of the Rings. It'd be nice if we did, cause then we'd have some cash to throw around! :-D
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===Chapter 2===
Bryluen stood beside Logan watching the little creatures. "Logan....that man we saw...I think I know who he was...is." she whispered.
Logan looked over at Bryl and nodded enthusiastically before turning his gaze back to Frodo. "Oh.. Ah know who he was... Truuuuhst me. Tha' was Gandalf the Grey." At the mention of the Istari's name, the whole crowd echoed it, after all, Gandalf had oficially been labeled a disturber of the peace, and the Hobbits of the Shire were still not convinced that he'd had nothing to do with the disappearance of Bilbo the year before. "I's just like in tha book..." Logan muttered quietly. "Which meahns..."
"What does it mean Major?" Jax asked, frowning.
"The war for the Ring? An' he should be here soon...." Hale muttered and looked over at Logan.
Hoot nodded and walked over to Frodo, hunching down to look at the hobbit. "How long 'go was Bilbo's 111th party? I' been a year ye'?" asked the ex- Delta Force operator.
"Well.. Yes sir, it's been almost exactly a year, but how di..." Frodo started to ask, but Logan got up and walked back over to Bryluen, Jax, and Rodchenko. "Well tha' clinches it... Gandalf comes back from Gondor within days, discovers that tha gold band up in Bag End, is The One Ring, and we're off and running..." he said quietly to Bryl. Alphabet and Jax just looked at their CO in puzzlement.
Rodchenko nodded, "The question is...where do we fit in? Do we stay with the child....Frodo?" he asked after being poked in the ribs by Hale, "Why you do dat?"
"He's not a child..." she answered.
Hoot nodded and looked at Afanasi. "Yeah... He's ah Hobbit..." Rodchenko arched a bushy red eyebrow and O'Conner gestured dismissively. "I'll 'xplain later Alphabet." He looked at Bry. "From wha' the older Gandalf told us, I'm bettin tha' the original Fellowship ah' Nine failed in their quest... Tha' means tha' we're ta be the deciding factor. Between wha' you and me know of the trip-ups and dangers on the way, we can guide them."
Rodchenko growled at being dismissed and punched Logan's arm. "Explain this O'Conner. No more riddles. I want to know what is going on."
"I am not a trained officer Logan. I'm just a linguist and historian with level 3 self defense and level 2 weapon usage." Bry said underbreath, "I'll help...but Alphabet and Jax should know too."
"Dr. Hale is correct. But we should do this somewhere else. Not in front of all of them." Jax added.
Logan's head looked up, as if just realizing that YES, the whole of Hobbiton was standing there and looking at them in wonder. The lanky Texan looked over at Frodo and waved him over. The furry-footed Hobbit approached warily and Hoot knelt down to get on eye-level. "Mister Baggins... We're friends of Gandalf's from... the West, across the Sea. It would be mighty nice ah ya if you'd let us stay up in Bag-End fer a few days. We've had a... long voyage to get here, and we'd like ta rest till Gandalf arrives it it's ok."
The hobbit thought this over for a few moments, then nodded, turning to head for the hobbit-hole he'd inherited from his uncle. "Well.. Since you know Gandalf, you can stay."
Bry raised a suprised eyebrow, ~Very trusting~. She knealt down too, "Thank you, Frodo. We are grateful for your hospitality and kindness. Could you lead us there?" she asked with a smile.
The Hobbit nodded and called another one to join him. Bry and Hoot recognized him immediately. It was his best friend Sam.
"This is Sam Gamgee." Frodo intriduced his friend.
Hoot nooded and shook the stockier hobbit's hand. "Good ta meet ya Samwise... I've heard much about ya." Sam arched an eyebrow at this and the 2 hobbits, 3 humans, and 1 Nox all started up the hill-road towards Bag- End. Logan took a quick look around, using his height for an advantage, but couldnt spot Meriadoc and Perrigrin. M & P were prolly raiding a farm or place of foodstuffs at the moment, knowing them. They'd come along later.
Rodchenko looked at Jax, who looked back at him, and then the two un- knowledgable teamembers followed after. "I do not like this..." muttered the dwarf-like Russian. "The Major knows much more than he says." Jax nodded in agreement.
"Da." nodded Afanasi, "And our good Doktor too." he added as he leaned closer to the Nox.
Bryluen walked over to O'Conner. "How much do we tell the Hobbits? We need to find out when Gandalf get's here...." she whispered as they followed Sam and Frodo. "This is so weird.."
Logan chuckled. "Well... I'd say we tell the Hobbit's nuthin fer the time bein'... We better wait fer Gandalf to arrive, if that was him that we met before, then I wouldnt know how ta dial up that Gate to send us back home anyhow..." He looked around as the group approached Bag End and Frodo and Sam walked right inside. "Always wondered what this place would look like in person..."
Hale chuckled and followed him in. Even at her small size for a Human she needed to walk bent. Even Afanasi did, and that brught him no pleasure as could be heard from his grunts. Jax, on the other hand had no problems. She stepped in last, a smile on her face.
~Impressive dwelling~ she thought to herself.
Hale sat herself on the floor next to Hoot and leaned closer to him, "This is almost like a dream..." she whispered. "Frodo...what year is it? And day...and month?"
Frodo, never one to be rude to strange guests (it must run in the family) went into the kitchen to get his houseguests some tea. "Why ma'am it is... EEP! Gandalf! What are you doing here?" came the sound of the startled halflings voice. Logan looked over at Hale and chuckled.
"Well that takes care of ONE thing we gotta figure out!" the ex-operator stood up as much as his height would allow in the small house and headed into the kitchen. There he found one Istari, one hobbit, and one spilled pot of tea. " 'ello there Gandalf, good ta see you again. Been a whole..." Hoot looked at his watch. "10 minutes or 5000 years depending on yer poit ah view."
Gandalf looked at him for a moment in confusion, "What is it you speak of Ranger?"
Bry, Alphabet and Jax joined Hoot. Gandalf didn't seem to know who they were. That probably mean that he either never, or still didn't contact his past self.
"Master Wizard, we were sent here on assignment...to aide...in your undertaking." Hale said, walking out of Hoot's shadow, literally.
Gandalf left Frodo for a moment and walked over to the team, gazing intently at them as if he could see their souls. He took a moment to look at Bry: "A woman of human stature but elvish learning," then to Alphabet: "Dwarven in build and stoutness," Jax: "The body of a hobbit but a wizards mind," and finally at Logan: "The frame of an elf, but the heart of a Ranger of Arnor... Hmm, most curious." Gandalf walked back over to Frodo and whispered to his short friend. "Is it secret? Is it safe?"
"Uh... Mister Gandalf sir... If yer enquiring about that lil' gold ring that used ta be Bilbo's... It's in tha' chest over there, and I'll save you the trouble of throwin' it in the fireplace... It -IS- the One Ring of Saw'ron the Deciever..." said Logan as he sat back down on the floor.
Gandalf studied the four newcomers. "This is indeed a strange occurance. How is it you know this? Who are you?" he asked, his bony fingers pointing at each of the four. "You are not from these lands." he said in his deep, sage-like voice.
Bry looked over at Hoot, waiting to see what their leader would do. This was down on him. That is why he was the CO. The tough, and unusual decisions.
Hoot sighed and looked around, not quite believing that he WAS in this place, living the story of his favorite book and favorite 3 movies. "Well... Ya see... Ya know that BIIIG old stone circle ou' there in the village square?"
"The Ring of Illuvatar? Yes, yes, yes.. I am -quite- familiar with it," said Gandalf as he sat at the kitchen table.
"Well it's a... uh... well it's a device of ancient origin and it's used to travel between worlds." Hoot paused a moment, "But ya knew that..."
Gandalf nodded and gestured with his bushy eyebrows in the general direction of Frodo and Sam, who were standing in the corner. "But let us speak of THAT later, eh? You still have not told me how you know all of the story of Middle Earth and that..." He waved his hand as if trying to banish the Ring
At this, Bryluen spoke up, her fingers intertwined, her resting on her elbows on the small table. "We have come from the West Master Wizard. We have been specially trained in many - a - craft in order to be able to come to aide, once the truth has been revealed. We have been taught in the complete history of the Eldar and the Edain and know of what has transpired thus far. He..." she pointed to O'Conner, "...is Logan, our leader. His right hand man, a descendant of the Ngothrim folk, Afanasi." she continued, "Jax is a Vanyar. She is a healer and wielder of medicinal and premonitional magic." Hale said, looking intently at Gandalf all the time, "I am Bryluen, a scholar and knowledgeable of languages, ways, and history of Middle-Earth."
Logan looked at Bryluen then back at Gandalf. "Uhh... Yeah, what she said!" He for one, could never keep track off all them names in the Silmarillon and whatnot, which is why he'd never gotten around to reading all of it.
"Very well," said Gandalf. He clearly accepted this at less then face- value, sure that something else was there that he'd learn latter perhaps. The wizard looked over at Logan. "And you say that the ring is -THE- Ring of Power?"
"Yeah..." said Hoot. He looked over at Jax. "Uh... That footlocker yer sittin on, could ya go dig around in tha bottom of it? Their should be a paper envelope with a wax seal on it?" The Nox looked at the American oddly, then hopped down of the bax and lifted the lid.
"Here now!" said Frodo, the hobbit didnt much appreciate strange Westerners rummaging around his house.
Hale smiled at the Hobbit, "Please forgive our intrusion Mr. Frodo. She is searching for the Ring in the envelope that is in that box. Could you help us with this perhaps...so that we do not cause a stir among your things?" she asked softly, smiling at the Hobbit.
Frodo looked at Gandalf, who nodded, and went to help Jax. He pulled out the envelope a moment later and Logan snatched it from his hand, casting it onto the kitchen table. "It -is- the One Ring... Gandalf," he looked up at the wizard. "We must make haste for Rivendell immediately, by way of Bree for we must meet Elessar, though he would be sure to meet up with us anyhow."
Gandalf pulled back slightly as the Ring was placed on the low kitchen table, and looked at Logan. "Ranger... You are strange in name and dress, and even stranger in knowledge! Yes, I agree. If that is The Ring, then it must leave the Shire immediately." He looked at Sam. "Gamgee... Go quickly, fetch 4 cloaks for our guests in the appropiate lengths." Sam scurried out the door and the grey wizard looked at Jax.
Jax looked back at Mithrandir calmly, "What is troubling you, Mithrandir? I have seen this in my visions..." she kept up the act that Bryluen set up, "I have had them for quite some time." she said.
Bry looked over at Logan, wondering what was going through the American's head. conner_52_ae: Gandalf shrugged slightly and stood up from the table, heading for the door and his staff and hat. "Nevermind Lady Jax... I must go see the head of my order about this. Sarumon will know what to..."
"I uh... wouldnt do that Gandalf. He's got a palantir and Sauron has turned his mind to tha darkness. All the White Istari desires now is power and the Ring," Logan interrupted, moving his way into the hall. The rest of his team followed and they met Sam in the doorway with their cloaks. "It would be a better idea if you came with us to Bree to meet Elessar." Logan of course, used the Ranger's elvish name, for he wouldnt want to let the Hobbits know too much. The identity of Aragorn was supposed to be a well- kept secret, lest the agents of shadow learn of his existance.
Sam gave a cloak to each member of SG-11. Bry got a deep blue one, Rodchenko got a fiery red cloak, Jax a pale green, and Logan got a woodish brown one, though it was still too short to meet his 7 foot height.
Gandalf looked at the American warily. "Ranger... This cannot be. I have known Sarumon for the longest time. I -trust- him."
"He's still been turned Gandalf... If you -must- go... I'm asking ya to get one of the Northern Eagles to be nearby to help you scape!" said Logan. Could he let Gandalf walk into a trap like that? Could Hoot -actually- even try to stop him? Now there was a thought.
Bryluen squeezed his forearm and gave the slightest shake of her head. They could not interfere...just yet. She chuckled at Sam and Frodo and smiled and then turned to Gandalf, "Elen siluva lumen omentielvo, Mithrandir. Safe journey. We shall take care of the little ones." she said, bowing slightly.
The wizard responded in kind and headed out the door, plunking his pointy grey hat on his head. Logan walked over and hissed in the woman's ear. "Ya -know- what's going to happen Doc. He's going to get stuck atop Orthanc, and we could REALLY use his help 'gainst the Ringwraiths!" Logan was perhaps a bit more passionate about this than he should have been, no professional detachment. But the image of that battered copy of Lord of the Rings back on Earth kept sneaking into his mind. He really loved the story, and to be here now and able to change the course of the plot...
Rodchenko walked over and elbowed Logan. "Explain this O'Conner.. You still have not told Jax and I what is going on!" The Russian had already put his red cloak on, and appeared to approve of it.
Bryluen's eyes flared as she hissed back at the CO. "We CANNOT change what is to happen. We would only cause further harm. We have to let it run it's course, Major! We can only aide the Nine when they form...that's our task...not stopping the events at Orthnac. I love the book as much as you do, Logan....but we CAN'T interfere..." she hissed at him under breath.
Logan grumbled and kicked at the floor, his boot leaving a long black scuff mark. "Fine!" he hissed. He grabbed Rodchenko by the cloak-collar and pulled him towards the door. "Alphabet and I'll be up on the roof watching out fer the Riders..." He looked over his shoulder as he shoved the russian out the door. "Brief Jax, then get Frodo and Sam ready to move... We go in the morning, or sooner if we can find Pippen and Merry." Then Logan was out the door as well.
"Well I can..." started Sam, though he was cut off by the slamming of the round front door, "...go find them..."
Bry stared at the two men, anger flashing in her eyes, "Men..." she grumbled under breath. "Sam...go find them." she said to the Hobbit.
Sam nodded and scurried out.
Bry turned to Jax and the two women sat. Hale began explaining how she and Hoot knew the events that were to happen. Somehow they had all been written in a series of seventeen books back on Earth by a man called JRR Tolkien. And now they were literally living the events that had been described in great detail in the books.
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Alright. Good? Bad? Merely Acceptable? WELL THAT'S WHAT R&R IS FER! :-) Me and Her'll try to get the next chapter up ASAP, depending on comments and what not.
Category: Action/Adventure, Humor, Romance
Rating: PG-13 fer language. Ratings may change pending on authors own inspirations
Alright, Standard Disclaimer Time: We don't own Stargate and we don't own Lord of the Rings. It'd be nice if we did, cause then we'd have some cash to throw around! :-D
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===Chapter 2===
Bryluen stood beside Logan watching the little creatures. "Logan....that man we saw...I think I know who he was...is." she whispered.
Logan looked over at Bryl and nodded enthusiastically before turning his gaze back to Frodo. "Oh.. Ah know who he was... Truuuuhst me. Tha' was Gandalf the Grey." At the mention of the Istari's name, the whole crowd echoed it, after all, Gandalf had oficially been labeled a disturber of the peace, and the Hobbits of the Shire were still not convinced that he'd had nothing to do with the disappearance of Bilbo the year before. "I's just like in tha book..." Logan muttered quietly. "Which meahns..."
"What does it mean Major?" Jax asked, frowning.
"The war for the Ring? An' he should be here soon...." Hale muttered and looked over at Logan.
Hoot nodded and walked over to Frodo, hunching down to look at the hobbit. "How long 'go was Bilbo's 111th party? I' been a year ye'?" asked the ex- Delta Force operator.
"Well.. Yes sir, it's been almost exactly a year, but how di..." Frodo started to ask, but Logan got up and walked back over to Bryluen, Jax, and Rodchenko. "Well tha' clinches it... Gandalf comes back from Gondor within days, discovers that tha gold band up in Bag End, is The One Ring, and we're off and running..." he said quietly to Bryl. Alphabet and Jax just looked at their CO in puzzlement.
Rodchenko nodded, "The question is...where do we fit in? Do we stay with the child....Frodo?" he asked after being poked in the ribs by Hale, "Why you do dat?"
"He's not a child..." she answered.
Hoot nodded and looked at Afanasi. "Yeah... He's ah Hobbit..." Rodchenko arched a bushy red eyebrow and O'Conner gestured dismissively. "I'll 'xplain later Alphabet." He looked at Bry. "From wha' the older Gandalf told us, I'm bettin tha' the original Fellowship ah' Nine failed in their quest... Tha' means tha' we're ta be the deciding factor. Between wha' you and me know of the trip-ups and dangers on the way, we can guide them."
Rodchenko growled at being dismissed and punched Logan's arm. "Explain this O'Conner. No more riddles. I want to know what is going on."
"I am not a trained officer Logan. I'm just a linguist and historian with level 3 self defense and level 2 weapon usage." Bry said underbreath, "I'll help...but Alphabet and Jax should know too."
"Dr. Hale is correct. But we should do this somewhere else. Not in front of all of them." Jax added.
Logan's head looked up, as if just realizing that YES, the whole of Hobbiton was standing there and looking at them in wonder. The lanky Texan looked over at Frodo and waved him over. The furry-footed Hobbit approached warily and Hoot knelt down to get on eye-level. "Mister Baggins... We're friends of Gandalf's from... the West, across the Sea. It would be mighty nice ah ya if you'd let us stay up in Bag-End fer a few days. We've had a... long voyage to get here, and we'd like ta rest till Gandalf arrives it it's ok."
The hobbit thought this over for a few moments, then nodded, turning to head for the hobbit-hole he'd inherited from his uncle. "Well.. Since you know Gandalf, you can stay."
Bry raised a suprised eyebrow, ~Very trusting~. She knealt down too, "Thank you, Frodo. We are grateful for your hospitality and kindness. Could you lead us there?" she asked with a smile.
The Hobbit nodded and called another one to join him. Bry and Hoot recognized him immediately. It was his best friend Sam.
"This is Sam Gamgee." Frodo intriduced his friend.
Hoot nooded and shook the stockier hobbit's hand. "Good ta meet ya Samwise... I've heard much about ya." Sam arched an eyebrow at this and the 2 hobbits, 3 humans, and 1 Nox all started up the hill-road towards Bag- End. Logan took a quick look around, using his height for an advantage, but couldnt spot Meriadoc and Perrigrin. M & P were prolly raiding a farm or place of foodstuffs at the moment, knowing them. They'd come along later.
Rodchenko looked at Jax, who looked back at him, and then the two un- knowledgable teamembers followed after. "I do not like this..." muttered the dwarf-like Russian. "The Major knows much more than he says." Jax nodded in agreement.
"Da." nodded Afanasi, "And our good Doktor too." he added as he leaned closer to the Nox.
Bryluen walked over to O'Conner. "How much do we tell the Hobbits? We need to find out when Gandalf get's here...." she whispered as they followed Sam and Frodo. "This is so weird.."
Logan chuckled. "Well... I'd say we tell the Hobbit's nuthin fer the time bein'... We better wait fer Gandalf to arrive, if that was him that we met before, then I wouldnt know how ta dial up that Gate to send us back home anyhow..." He looked around as the group approached Bag End and Frodo and Sam walked right inside. "Always wondered what this place would look like in person..."
Hale chuckled and followed him in. Even at her small size for a Human she needed to walk bent. Even Afanasi did, and that brught him no pleasure as could be heard from his grunts. Jax, on the other hand had no problems. She stepped in last, a smile on her face.
~Impressive dwelling~ she thought to herself.
Hale sat herself on the floor next to Hoot and leaned closer to him, "This is almost like a dream..." she whispered. "Frodo...what year is it? And day...and month?"
Frodo, never one to be rude to strange guests (it must run in the family) went into the kitchen to get his houseguests some tea. "Why ma'am it is... EEP! Gandalf! What are you doing here?" came the sound of the startled halflings voice. Logan looked over at Hale and chuckled.
"Well that takes care of ONE thing we gotta figure out!" the ex-operator stood up as much as his height would allow in the small house and headed into the kitchen. There he found one Istari, one hobbit, and one spilled pot of tea. " 'ello there Gandalf, good ta see you again. Been a whole..." Hoot looked at his watch. "10 minutes or 5000 years depending on yer poit ah view."
Gandalf looked at him for a moment in confusion, "What is it you speak of Ranger?"
Bry, Alphabet and Jax joined Hoot. Gandalf didn't seem to know who they were. That probably mean that he either never, or still didn't contact his past self.
"Master Wizard, we were sent here on assignment...to aide...in your undertaking." Hale said, walking out of Hoot's shadow, literally.
Gandalf left Frodo for a moment and walked over to the team, gazing intently at them as if he could see their souls. He took a moment to look at Bry: "A woman of human stature but elvish learning," then to Alphabet: "Dwarven in build and stoutness," Jax: "The body of a hobbit but a wizards mind," and finally at Logan: "The frame of an elf, but the heart of a Ranger of Arnor... Hmm, most curious." Gandalf walked back over to Frodo and whispered to his short friend. "Is it secret? Is it safe?"
"Uh... Mister Gandalf sir... If yer enquiring about that lil' gold ring that used ta be Bilbo's... It's in tha' chest over there, and I'll save you the trouble of throwin' it in the fireplace... It -IS- the One Ring of Saw'ron the Deciever..." said Logan as he sat back down on the floor.
Gandalf studied the four newcomers. "This is indeed a strange occurance. How is it you know this? Who are you?" he asked, his bony fingers pointing at each of the four. "You are not from these lands." he said in his deep, sage-like voice.
Bry looked over at Hoot, waiting to see what their leader would do. This was down on him. That is why he was the CO. The tough, and unusual decisions.
Hoot sighed and looked around, not quite believing that he WAS in this place, living the story of his favorite book and favorite 3 movies. "Well... Ya see... Ya know that BIIIG old stone circle ou' there in the village square?"
"The Ring of Illuvatar? Yes, yes, yes.. I am -quite- familiar with it," said Gandalf as he sat at the kitchen table.
"Well it's a... uh... well it's a device of ancient origin and it's used to travel between worlds." Hoot paused a moment, "But ya knew that..."
Gandalf nodded and gestured with his bushy eyebrows in the general direction of Frodo and Sam, who were standing in the corner. "But let us speak of THAT later, eh? You still have not told me how you know all of the story of Middle Earth and that..." He waved his hand as if trying to banish the Ring
At this, Bryluen spoke up, her fingers intertwined, her resting on her elbows on the small table. "We have come from the West Master Wizard. We have been specially trained in many - a - craft in order to be able to come to aide, once the truth has been revealed. We have been taught in the complete history of the Eldar and the Edain and know of what has transpired thus far. He..." she pointed to O'Conner, "...is Logan, our leader. His right hand man, a descendant of the Ngothrim folk, Afanasi." she continued, "Jax is a Vanyar. She is a healer and wielder of medicinal and premonitional magic." Hale said, looking intently at Gandalf all the time, "I am Bryluen, a scholar and knowledgeable of languages, ways, and history of Middle-Earth."
Logan looked at Bryluen then back at Gandalf. "Uhh... Yeah, what she said!" He for one, could never keep track off all them names in the Silmarillon and whatnot, which is why he'd never gotten around to reading all of it.
"Very well," said Gandalf. He clearly accepted this at less then face- value, sure that something else was there that he'd learn latter perhaps. The wizard looked over at Logan. "And you say that the ring is -THE- Ring of Power?"
"Yeah..." said Hoot. He looked over at Jax. "Uh... That footlocker yer sittin on, could ya go dig around in tha bottom of it? Their should be a paper envelope with a wax seal on it?" The Nox looked at the American oddly, then hopped down of the bax and lifted the lid.
"Here now!" said Frodo, the hobbit didnt much appreciate strange Westerners rummaging around his house.
Hale smiled at the Hobbit, "Please forgive our intrusion Mr. Frodo. She is searching for the Ring in the envelope that is in that box. Could you help us with this perhaps...so that we do not cause a stir among your things?" she asked softly, smiling at the Hobbit.
Frodo looked at Gandalf, who nodded, and went to help Jax. He pulled out the envelope a moment later and Logan snatched it from his hand, casting it onto the kitchen table. "It -is- the One Ring... Gandalf," he looked up at the wizard. "We must make haste for Rivendell immediately, by way of Bree for we must meet Elessar, though he would be sure to meet up with us anyhow."
Gandalf pulled back slightly as the Ring was placed on the low kitchen table, and looked at Logan. "Ranger... You are strange in name and dress, and even stranger in knowledge! Yes, I agree. If that is The Ring, then it must leave the Shire immediately." He looked at Sam. "Gamgee... Go quickly, fetch 4 cloaks for our guests in the appropiate lengths." Sam scurried out the door and the grey wizard looked at Jax.
Jax looked back at Mithrandir calmly, "What is troubling you, Mithrandir? I have seen this in my visions..." she kept up the act that Bryluen set up, "I have had them for quite some time." she said.
Bry looked over at Logan, wondering what was going through the American's head. conner_52_ae: Gandalf shrugged slightly and stood up from the table, heading for the door and his staff and hat. "Nevermind Lady Jax... I must go see the head of my order about this. Sarumon will know what to..."
"I uh... wouldnt do that Gandalf. He's got a palantir and Sauron has turned his mind to tha darkness. All the White Istari desires now is power and the Ring," Logan interrupted, moving his way into the hall. The rest of his team followed and they met Sam in the doorway with their cloaks. "It would be a better idea if you came with us to Bree to meet Elessar." Logan of course, used the Ranger's elvish name, for he wouldnt want to let the Hobbits know too much. The identity of Aragorn was supposed to be a well- kept secret, lest the agents of shadow learn of his existance.
Sam gave a cloak to each member of SG-11. Bry got a deep blue one, Rodchenko got a fiery red cloak, Jax a pale green, and Logan got a woodish brown one, though it was still too short to meet his 7 foot height.
Gandalf looked at the American warily. "Ranger... This cannot be. I have known Sarumon for the longest time. I -trust- him."
"He's still been turned Gandalf... If you -must- go... I'm asking ya to get one of the Northern Eagles to be nearby to help you scape!" said Logan. Could he let Gandalf walk into a trap like that? Could Hoot -actually- even try to stop him? Now there was a thought.
Bryluen squeezed his forearm and gave the slightest shake of her head. They could not interfere...just yet. She chuckled at Sam and Frodo and smiled and then turned to Gandalf, "Elen siluva lumen omentielvo, Mithrandir. Safe journey. We shall take care of the little ones." she said, bowing slightly.
The wizard responded in kind and headed out the door, plunking his pointy grey hat on his head. Logan walked over and hissed in the woman's ear. "Ya -know- what's going to happen Doc. He's going to get stuck atop Orthanc, and we could REALLY use his help 'gainst the Ringwraiths!" Logan was perhaps a bit more passionate about this than he should have been, no professional detachment. But the image of that battered copy of Lord of the Rings back on Earth kept sneaking into his mind. He really loved the story, and to be here now and able to change the course of the plot...
Rodchenko walked over and elbowed Logan. "Explain this O'Conner.. You still have not told Jax and I what is going on!" The Russian had already put his red cloak on, and appeared to approve of it.
Bryluen's eyes flared as she hissed back at the CO. "We CANNOT change what is to happen. We would only cause further harm. We have to let it run it's course, Major! We can only aide the Nine when they form...that's our task...not stopping the events at Orthnac. I love the book as much as you do, Logan....but we CAN'T interfere..." she hissed at him under breath.
Logan grumbled and kicked at the floor, his boot leaving a long black scuff mark. "Fine!" he hissed. He grabbed Rodchenko by the cloak-collar and pulled him towards the door. "Alphabet and I'll be up on the roof watching out fer the Riders..." He looked over his shoulder as he shoved the russian out the door. "Brief Jax, then get Frodo and Sam ready to move... We go in the morning, or sooner if we can find Pippen and Merry." Then Logan was out the door as well.
"Well I can..." started Sam, though he was cut off by the slamming of the round front door, "...go find them..."
Bry stared at the two men, anger flashing in her eyes, "Men..." she grumbled under breath. "Sam...go find them." she said to the Hobbit.
Sam nodded and scurried out.
Bry turned to Jax and the two women sat. Hale began explaining how she and Hoot knew the events that were to happen. Somehow they had all been written in a series of seventeen books back on Earth by a man called JRR Tolkien. And now they were literally living the events that had been described in great detail in the books.
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Alright. Good? Bad? Merely Acceptable? WELL THAT'S WHAT R&R IS FER! :-) Me and Her'll try to get the next chapter up ASAP, depending on comments and what not.