1 Galad Mi Mornie
Chapter Two- All you need is love
AN: another thing is, just as the hobbits were human in Leah's world, the humans in Leah's world are hobbits.
Also, I promise the part about Leah's mother will be explained soon.
One more thing- I've just adopted a second fan fiction (called sabotage, but it's an actors fic, so I can't post it. It will be posted on my website. I'm also working on another fiction, the sequel to this. SO DEAL!!! A FOURTH fic is also in the works, though I'm not exactly really actively working on it. Again, DEAL. I'm also trying gallantly no to lose my mind (though I know for a fact it's too late.)
There will be probably about three or four chapters, tops, after this on this story. How long the next one will be, however, is anyone's guess.
Nikki (Leah's friend) looked around as she walked, taking in the sights. She didn't think she'd seen such beautiful scenery before in her life. She looked back from her position behind Aragorn and saw Sam (Leah's son) looking at her. They both blushed and Sam looked at his toes and cleared his throat. Nikki resumed looking forward and wondered if…
When they were about six hours out of Rivendell, and getting ready to stop for a short rest, Legolas stiffened and breathed in sharply. Everyone looked back and he motioned to get down and hide. Nikki looked around for a split second before diving into the bushes, near where Sam had gone. She soon realized her mistake as she landed in his lap. She blushed and caught herself before she spoke any apology. He stiffened, cocking his head to one side to listen better. He relaxed after straining for a second.
He stiffened, hearing a slight rustling, and put a protective arm around her, thinking danger was near. When the sound was revealed to be Leah, they were relieved but embarrassed as she grinned at her findings.
~*~
That night, the newest fellowship, this time of fourteen, sat around the non-existent campfire, cold and hungry. Things were bad and were steadily getting worse.
Nikki Underhill-Baggins looked around in the dark. She turned on her side to face Legolas, who was lying next to her. He also turned to face her, hearing her move with his sharp ears.
"Hullo," she thought at him, smiling and extending her arms to accept his embrace. He silently pulled her into his arms, enveloping her in warmth. She laid her head on his chest and sighed silently. He closed his eyes and ran his hand through her hair. She looked up at him as he opened his eyes, and they lay like that for a while.
~*~
Samwise Gamgee looked over to where Rachel sat, eating her breakfast of dried meat and lembas. She looked up, sensing his eyes on her back. She seemed to be scanning the area, taking in her surroundings. He really did love her. He was now sure of it. He had talked to Frodo about it, and his advice was to tell her. "Tell her!?" he had asked. The idea had seemed crazy at the time, but now he was sure it was the right thing to do.
~*~
Meriadoc Brandybuck walked nonchalantly up to her. Her brown hair sparkled in the midday sun. She turned and smiled.
"Ivy," he said, clearing his throat, "I need to tell you something…"
~*~
Andrea glanced around, looking at the fellowship. She'd only read the first book, for school, and had never really liked it. She had really thought, though, that she and her best friend seemed very like to Merry and Pippin. They were always joking around, laughing at their own jests. Now she sat, looking at the guy who she loved-wait, she did love him, then? She was so confused- she thought she loved him, but she wasn't really sure…
~*~
A week later, Nikki found herself looking off into the sunrise from the edge of their camp, thinking wistfully of their journey and wishing Legolas were there. Right on cue, the blonde elf strode up and sat down next to her. She looked into his face, which was looking sadly to the horizon.
"What's wrong?" she asked, concerned.
"Mor Ely," he said, lapsing into his native tongue. "Dark dreams," he stated, giving the answer in English this time.
"I see," she said, frowning and biting her lip. "And what sort of dark dreams?" She interrogated, curious. He stayed silent. She decided not to pester him and sank into his chest as he put his arm around her.
~*~
I sat, on the second week of our journey, with my chin in my hand, looking towards the looming form of the Misty Mountains. Gandalf had said we'd be there in only a week- a week too long, in my opinion. I just wanted to go there, do what we came for, and leave. I knew we wouldn't get off nearly that easy, but I figured it was worth some hope.
As Aragorn stood up and began to continue on our path, the rest of us got up to follow him. This was going to be a loooong week.
~*~
Five days outside of Moria, it began to rain.
And rain.
And rain.
Everyone and everything was soaked; nothing was dry. The supplies were wet, the food was wet, the ground was wet. Oh, and we were wet.
"Lucky we're only fi-" my daughter started, but she never finished. Several screams followed, and we all looked back to where she had been walking, towards the back of the fellowship. Orcs were swarmed around the back of the fellowship, and their number was growing quickly. Legolas, who had been walking behind Nikki, began firing arrows at the Orcs like there was no tomorrow. My friends Nikki, Ivy, and Andrea froze for a second before pulling out their weapons, and Rachel drew her sword like it was old habit. As I drew my sword, praying silently for my friends and loved ones, I saw out of the corner of my eye Aragorn and the hobbits do the same thing, and Gandalf drew Glamdring.
My whole process of thinking was basically non-existent, my movements mechanical from practice. I looked around briefly and saw Frodo and Sam taking on three Orcs a little way off, in front of me to my left. The Nikkis were fighting a whole group of them, with Legolas standing nearby shooting arrows at the Orcs that were coming. Gandalf and Aragorn were fighting back to back, and together fending off a whole circle of Orcs. Merry, Pippin, Ivy, and Andrea were also standing in a cluster, the latter two fighting more timidly. Rachel was nowhere to be seen.
Just then, I saw Rachel come to stand next to me, helping fight off the particularly tough Orc I was fighting. As Rachel's sword came in from the right and mine from the left, we finally defeated the Monster and gave a brief high-five before looking around to see who to help.
Frodo, looking around to see how we were faring, spotted Rachel and I. His look of concentration was soon replaced by a look of fear.
"LEAH!" he shouted. I frowned. "BEHIND YOU!" he yelled. I whirled around just in time to duck as an Orc came up behind me. I dove aside, narrowly missing his blow. I looked up to see Rachel fighting it and I joined her.
~*~
After we had finally taken care of the swarm, we began to assess the damage. Most of the supplies had been spilt or damaged, but we figured we'd have enough if we just tightened our belts and spared what we could. None of us had gotten out of battle without some form of wound or injury. Rachel had a tear in the back of her shirt and blood had soaked around the wound, Aragorn had nasty cuts on both arms, Frodo had been cut on the right shoulder and on his lower left arm. Sam suffered less damage; his cloak was slightly shredded and he was bleeding on his cheek, but there was no other apparent damage. I had been cut on my left leg and right arm and had several scratches and bruises from my dive earlier.
Gandalf and Aragorn were speaking quietly.
"Typical," I said to Frodo. I put an arm around him and leaned forward to whisper in his ear.
"Thanks," I said.
"For what?" he asked.
"For saving me back there."
"Oh, that… no problem," he replied. I shut my eyes and sighed. Thank god we were out of that and safe, for the moment at least. I broke apart gently from his embrace, and motioned for him to sit down. He obliged, giving me a strange look, and I crouched down and began to examine his left shoulder.
~*~
Two rainy, miserable days later, we had covered considerable ground, and Gandalf estimated we were only two days away from Moria, which was good news to some (it would allow us to leave sooner, and get us out of this rain) and bad news to others (It would mean we'd face danger sooner).
I looked over to the watch post where Nikki and Legolas had been assigned- we had decided to take watch posts in twos, since danger was becoming more frequent.
~*~
Nikki looked over to where Legolas was, slumped against a tree trunk next to her with his eyes closed. She knew he wasn't sleeping; if he were, his eyes would be open. She put an am around him, and his eyes snapped open. She smiled at him and leaned in to kiss him. His face broke into a smile as they broke apart.
"I love you," he whispered, looking at her face, bathed in moonlight.
She smiled and cupped his cheek in her hand.
"And I you," she whispered, bringing her head closer to kiss him again.
~*~
I saw Nikki and Legolas lean in to meet each other's embrace, and I smiled. How they reminded me of two other people I had once known…
Chapter Two- All you need is love
AN: another thing is, just as the hobbits were human in Leah's world, the humans in Leah's world are hobbits.
Also, I promise the part about Leah's mother will be explained soon.
One more thing- I've just adopted a second fan fiction (called sabotage, but it's an actors fic, so I can't post it. It will be posted on my website. I'm also working on another fiction, the sequel to this. SO DEAL!!! A FOURTH fic is also in the works, though I'm not exactly really actively working on it. Again, DEAL. I'm also trying gallantly no to lose my mind (though I know for a fact it's too late.)
There will be probably about three or four chapters, tops, after this on this story. How long the next one will be, however, is anyone's guess.
Nikki (Leah's friend) looked around as she walked, taking in the sights. She didn't think she'd seen such beautiful scenery before in her life. She looked back from her position behind Aragorn and saw Sam (Leah's son) looking at her. They both blushed and Sam looked at his toes and cleared his throat. Nikki resumed looking forward and wondered if…
When they were about six hours out of Rivendell, and getting ready to stop for a short rest, Legolas stiffened and breathed in sharply. Everyone looked back and he motioned to get down and hide. Nikki looked around for a split second before diving into the bushes, near where Sam had gone. She soon realized her mistake as she landed in his lap. She blushed and caught herself before she spoke any apology. He stiffened, cocking his head to one side to listen better. He relaxed after straining for a second.
He stiffened, hearing a slight rustling, and put a protective arm around her, thinking danger was near. When the sound was revealed to be Leah, they were relieved but embarrassed as she grinned at her findings.
~*~
That night, the newest fellowship, this time of fourteen, sat around the non-existent campfire, cold and hungry. Things were bad and were steadily getting worse.
Nikki Underhill-Baggins looked around in the dark. She turned on her side to face Legolas, who was lying next to her. He also turned to face her, hearing her move with his sharp ears.
"Hullo," she thought at him, smiling and extending her arms to accept his embrace. He silently pulled her into his arms, enveloping her in warmth. She laid her head on his chest and sighed silently. He closed his eyes and ran his hand through her hair. She looked up at him as he opened his eyes, and they lay like that for a while.
~*~
Samwise Gamgee looked over to where Rachel sat, eating her breakfast of dried meat and lembas. She looked up, sensing his eyes on her back. She seemed to be scanning the area, taking in her surroundings. He really did love her. He was now sure of it. He had talked to Frodo about it, and his advice was to tell her. "Tell her!?" he had asked. The idea had seemed crazy at the time, but now he was sure it was the right thing to do.
~*~
Meriadoc Brandybuck walked nonchalantly up to her. Her brown hair sparkled in the midday sun. She turned and smiled.
"Ivy," he said, clearing his throat, "I need to tell you something…"
~*~
Andrea glanced around, looking at the fellowship. She'd only read the first book, for school, and had never really liked it. She had really thought, though, that she and her best friend seemed very like to Merry and Pippin. They were always joking around, laughing at their own jests. Now she sat, looking at the guy who she loved-wait, she did love him, then? She was so confused- she thought she loved him, but she wasn't really sure…
~*~
A week later, Nikki found herself looking off into the sunrise from the edge of their camp, thinking wistfully of their journey and wishing Legolas were there. Right on cue, the blonde elf strode up and sat down next to her. She looked into his face, which was looking sadly to the horizon.
"What's wrong?" she asked, concerned.
"Mor Ely," he said, lapsing into his native tongue. "Dark dreams," he stated, giving the answer in English this time.
"I see," she said, frowning and biting her lip. "And what sort of dark dreams?" She interrogated, curious. He stayed silent. She decided not to pester him and sank into his chest as he put his arm around her.
~*~
I sat, on the second week of our journey, with my chin in my hand, looking towards the looming form of the Misty Mountains. Gandalf had said we'd be there in only a week- a week too long, in my opinion. I just wanted to go there, do what we came for, and leave. I knew we wouldn't get off nearly that easy, but I figured it was worth some hope.
As Aragorn stood up and began to continue on our path, the rest of us got up to follow him. This was going to be a loooong week.
~*~
Five days outside of Moria, it began to rain.
And rain.
And rain.
Everyone and everything was soaked; nothing was dry. The supplies were wet, the food was wet, the ground was wet. Oh, and we were wet.
"Lucky we're only fi-" my daughter started, but she never finished. Several screams followed, and we all looked back to where she had been walking, towards the back of the fellowship. Orcs were swarmed around the back of the fellowship, and their number was growing quickly. Legolas, who had been walking behind Nikki, began firing arrows at the Orcs like there was no tomorrow. My friends Nikki, Ivy, and Andrea froze for a second before pulling out their weapons, and Rachel drew her sword like it was old habit. As I drew my sword, praying silently for my friends and loved ones, I saw out of the corner of my eye Aragorn and the hobbits do the same thing, and Gandalf drew Glamdring.
My whole process of thinking was basically non-existent, my movements mechanical from practice. I looked around briefly and saw Frodo and Sam taking on three Orcs a little way off, in front of me to my left. The Nikkis were fighting a whole group of them, with Legolas standing nearby shooting arrows at the Orcs that were coming. Gandalf and Aragorn were fighting back to back, and together fending off a whole circle of Orcs. Merry, Pippin, Ivy, and Andrea were also standing in a cluster, the latter two fighting more timidly. Rachel was nowhere to be seen.
Just then, I saw Rachel come to stand next to me, helping fight off the particularly tough Orc I was fighting. As Rachel's sword came in from the right and mine from the left, we finally defeated the Monster and gave a brief high-five before looking around to see who to help.
Frodo, looking around to see how we were faring, spotted Rachel and I. His look of concentration was soon replaced by a look of fear.
"LEAH!" he shouted. I frowned. "BEHIND YOU!" he yelled. I whirled around just in time to duck as an Orc came up behind me. I dove aside, narrowly missing his blow. I looked up to see Rachel fighting it and I joined her.
~*~
After we had finally taken care of the swarm, we began to assess the damage. Most of the supplies had been spilt or damaged, but we figured we'd have enough if we just tightened our belts and spared what we could. None of us had gotten out of battle without some form of wound or injury. Rachel had a tear in the back of her shirt and blood had soaked around the wound, Aragorn had nasty cuts on both arms, Frodo had been cut on the right shoulder and on his lower left arm. Sam suffered less damage; his cloak was slightly shredded and he was bleeding on his cheek, but there was no other apparent damage. I had been cut on my left leg and right arm and had several scratches and bruises from my dive earlier.
Gandalf and Aragorn were speaking quietly.
"Typical," I said to Frodo. I put an arm around him and leaned forward to whisper in his ear.
"Thanks," I said.
"For what?" he asked.
"For saving me back there."
"Oh, that… no problem," he replied. I shut my eyes and sighed. Thank god we were out of that and safe, for the moment at least. I broke apart gently from his embrace, and motioned for him to sit down. He obliged, giving me a strange look, and I crouched down and began to examine his left shoulder.
~*~
Two rainy, miserable days later, we had covered considerable ground, and Gandalf estimated we were only two days away from Moria, which was good news to some (it would allow us to leave sooner, and get us out of this rain) and bad news to others (It would mean we'd face danger sooner).
I looked over to the watch post where Nikki and Legolas had been assigned- we had decided to take watch posts in twos, since danger was becoming more frequent.
~*~
Nikki looked over to where Legolas was, slumped against a tree trunk next to her with his eyes closed. She knew he wasn't sleeping; if he were, his eyes would be open. She put an am around him, and his eyes snapped open. She smiled at him and leaned in to kiss him. His face broke into a smile as they broke apart.
"I love you," he whispered, looking at her face, bathed in moonlight.
She smiled and cupped his cheek in her hand.
"And I you," she whispered, bringing her head closer to kiss him again.
~*~
I saw Nikki and Legolas lean in to meet each other's embrace, and I smiled. How they reminded me of two other people I had once known…