Okay, so I'm finally updating this. This is in Aragorn's point of view, and you can figure out when it takes place. The second part of this part just takes place in Aragorn's thoughts.

Disclaimer: I don't own Lord of the Rings, or any of the characters. * sighs *

"Someone is here." Legolas said, as he swiftly moved to the side of me. The trees groaned, their branches swaying. I turned around and looked down at Gimili, who had his axe lifted up near his head. "Lower your axe Gimili." He looked down as his axe came back to his side. "Don't let him talk." I said, looking at Legolas, who was slowly taking an arrow out from behind his back. I put my hand on my sword, getting ready to lift it and fight against whoever was here. Suddenly Legolas pulled his arrow back and shot it, and in what seemed like one swift motion, he grabbed another arrow and did the same with that. I lifted my sword, and Gimili lifted his axe. Legolas pulled another arrow out from behind him, and shot it again. His arrows seemed to be repelling back to us and Legolas looked at me with a hopeless look. My sword suddenly got hot, and I dropped it in pain. I touched my hand with my other, feeling how warm it was. Gimili dropped his axe soon after. 'It's over', I thought to myself. 'Who ever this is has defeated us.'

I looked up at the figure standing on the rock but I couldn't pick out who it was. A light seemed to be surrounding him, like a shield, and I struggled to even look up at the bright figure. The light slowly faded and I looked up at the figure, now able to see who it was.

Legolas looked up in amazement. 'No,' I thought to myself. 'That's impossible. He died.' Gandalf looked down at us nodding, as if he knew what we were all thinking. "But you fell." I said quietly. Legolas and Gimili dropped to the ground and lowered their heads. I should have done the same, but I felt no need to. "Gandalf?" I couldn't believe it. "Yes, that's what they used to call me. Gandalf the Grey." I just nodded, I couldn't say anything. 'This isn't possible.' The words echoed in my head 'Gandalf the Grey'. Legolas got up off his knees and smiled. I looked at him and wondered if this was just a dream. Maybe this is all a dream. I wanted to pinch myself. "Well now I'm Gandalf the white." Gimili nodded to him while carefully picking up his axe, in fear that it would still be hot. 'No no no! He died! He can't be back!' I shook my head. If only Frodo was here to see this. He'd be up there right now, hugging him. I guess Gandalf is apart of our quest again.

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'Wow. This is amazing. He's back. Not to give anyone the wrong idea, but it's weird having him back. I mean, I have missed him, and I am glad, but there has to be some kind of twist to this. People don't just come back like that; they need to have a reason. Maybe he was sent back until this mess is over. But this mess won't be over for awhile. Sometimes I think it'll never be over, but all things have to end sometime.right? I wonder what Frodo would say if he was here to see Gandalf again. I wonder if Frodo will see Gandalf again. How long will Gandalf be around? It'll be hard having him leave again. Especially on Frodo, if he sees him. It'll be hard for everybody.'



Okay, so that sucked, but you can tell me what you think and I'll change anything you want me to change.