A/N: And I'm back, R&R plz
Chapter two
Haldir stood on guard of the southern wood. It had been two days since, Aragorn, Gimli, and Legolas had entered the wood, Frodo and Sam were heading to Mordor. Aragorn came to Lothlorien for help because their Halfling friends were captured by Uruk-Hai, they asked Galadriel for aid and food.
Nothing interesting had ever happened in the Woods of Lorien, not that it bothered him, Haldir loved a battle, but he would never want a battle to take place on the lands he loved so much
He took a deep breath, it was dark, the sun had just set, and his eyes were still adjusting. He heard trotting. The sounds of hoofs crunching against the leaves, he drew his bow, and walked cautiously towards the sound.
A dark horse, with a women leaning forward, her eyes were glassy, open, but they had an almost.dead look to them, a body was slumped over in front of her.
He ran over, the man was obviously dead, he'd been dead for about 2/3 days, but the smell. He looked at the women, she was Elven, he stepped back, and she didn't even lift her head to notice his presence. Her hair was wet from sweat and bangs covered most of her face. She had blood dripping down her cheek and two arrows pointing out of her, he just noticed as he eyes adjusted. She looked exhausted. She lifted her head, wincing in pain
"I come from Dunlorien." she gasped "I.need.to.see" her eyes rolled up, he stepped forward to catch her is she fell
"A.heale" she didn't get the sentence out before she collapsed off the horse and fell to the ground, Haldir didn't even have a chance to catch her.
His eyes widened and he ran by her side, her fall had cause the arrow in her arm to come through the other side, he leaned closer to see if she was still alive, her breath was small and forced, and getting weaker.
He called for his horse. He trotted over, Haldir patted his head "Good boy" he lifted her up over it. He lifted himself up and placed her in front of her, her head fell back against his shoulder. He cried out to his horse and they sped off towards Lothlorien
Énya's eyes opened slowly, she gasped. Pain struck her side, shoulder and head, she winced, sat up slowly. A man, she sat up "Lord Celeborn!" she knew he was a healer
"Please." she gasped "you.must heal, my brother" she laid back down
He smiled weekly, gazing down upon the wounded women; she looked so young maybe only in her late thousands. He felt sorrow for her, for the loss of her brother
"He has passed" Lord Celeborn said softly
"No." she gasped quietly, she closed her eyes, she buried her face in her knees
Lord Celeborn stood up "I will leave you to your sorrows"
"No!" she gasped "My people! Dunlorien is under attack" she was straining to get her words out
"Please.send help"
He nodded "I will do what I can" he nodded solemnly, showing pity for the poor creature, and walked out the door
Haldir could not sleep, could not eat, why? He couldn't stop thinking about her, his stomach ached, yet he wasn't in the least bit hungry. Was she okay?
He found himself walking down the stairs to the North Tower of Lothlorien, looking for Galadriel, looking for that girl, he didn't even know why, he felt the need, to see her, make sure he was okay, he felt somewhat, responsible for her.
He saw Lord Celeborn "Lord" he bowed "Where is the lady who came in injured last night?"
He raised his arm to the left "The third room down the hall, she is very weak Haldir" he bowed his head "You may see if you please"
Haldir nodded in thanks and walked towards the door
He opened it slowly, her eyes were closed, and her head had a small bandage and her shoulder as well. She blinked. Her eyes wondered slowly towards him
He suddenly felt lost for words, what we going to ask!? Hey, how are you? What happened? He felt his face flush, his eyes widened
"How are you feeling?" he tried to sounds bold, not give away he was feeling very awkward at the moment.
"Fine." her voice was distance, a lot of remorse in her tone "Is Lord Celeborn sending soldiers to fight?"
"Fight?" he asked, he was unsure of what she was talking about "Where?"
"To Dunlorien, my people are under attack by the Uruk-Hai" she still didn't turn to face him fully, he walked closer.
"I am unsure my lady" he felt stupid for not knowing the answer
"I am not a lady, my name is Énya" she said softly, sounding a little bit annoyed
He flushed "I am Haldir"
She sat up slowly, than turned to look at him, I know that face, she thought
Her expression made her look like she was deep in thought
"You're the guard.from the night I came here." she flushed, she didn't really like apologizing, or giving thanks, it made her feel strange, week almost
"Thank you." she said softly
"Your Welcome" he smiled at her blushing, though he didn't understand why, he rarely smiled
Now, if Rion had smiled at her blushing, she would have let him have it, but this man. This Haldir, made her want to smile. And she did.
She sat up straight, winced a bit, then tried to stand. She stumbled, held out her hand to steady herself.
Haldir held out his hand to help her. She winced and sat down, grabbing her boots and attempting to put them on
Pain in her shoulder shot down her back, she cried out in pain and dropped her boot. Her hand was shaking
She cursed in elvish, Haldir smiled and placed his hand on her shoulder
She put her head in her hands "How can I help my people, if I cannot tie up my own boot?" she asked to no one unparticular
He smiled softly "I will talk to Lord Celeborn and Lady Galadriel, rest now" he smile again, she looked up and their eyes met.
And they both felt something.they never felt before
A/N: very.sappy I know, but they're so tough and stubborn! I just had to bring it out! *dances around* R&R please, I need fuel to keep on righting =)
Chapter two
Haldir stood on guard of the southern wood. It had been two days since, Aragorn, Gimli, and Legolas had entered the wood, Frodo and Sam were heading to Mordor. Aragorn came to Lothlorien for help because their Halfling friends were captured by Uruk-Hai, they asked Galadriel for aid and food.
Nothing interesting had ever happened in the Woods of Lorien, not that it bothered him, Haldir loved a battle, but he would never want a battle to take place on the lands he loved so much
He took a deep breath, it was dark, the sun had just set, and his eyes were still adjusting. He heard trotting. The sounds of hoofs crunching against the leaves, he drew his bow, and walked cautiously towards the sound.
A dark horse, with a women leaning forward, her eyes were glassy, open, but they had an almost.dead look to them, a body was slumped over in front of her.
He ran over, the man was obviously dead, he'd been dead for about 2/3 days, but the smell. He looked at the women, she was Elven, he stepped back, and she didn't even lift her head to notice his presence. Her hair was wet from sweat and bangs covered most of her face. She had blood dripping down her cheek and two arrows pointing out of her, he just noticed as he eyes adjusted. She looked exhausted. She lifted her head, wincing in pain
"I come from Dunlorien." she gasped "I.need.to.see" her eyes rolled up, he stepped forward to catch her is she fell
"A.heale" she didn't get the sentence out before she collapsed off the horse and fell to the ground, Haldir didn't even have a chance to catch her.
His eyes widened and he ran by her side, her fall had cause the arrow in her arm to come through the other side, he leaned closer to see if she was still alive, her breath was small and forced, and getting weaker.
He called for his horse. He trotted over, Haldir patted his head "Good boy" he lifted her up over it. He lifted himself up and placed her in front of her, her head fell back against his shoulder. He cried out to his horse and they sped off towards Lothlorien
Énya's eyes opened slowly, she gasped. Pain struck her side, shoulder and head, she winced, sat up slowly. A man, she sat up "Lord Celeborn!" she knew he was a healer
"Please." she gasped "you.must heal, my brother" she laid back down
He smiled weekly, gazing down upon the wounded women; she looked so young maybe only in her late thousands. He felt sorrow for her, for the loss of her brother
"He has passed" Lord Celeborn said softly
"No." she gasped quietly, she closed her eyes, she buried her face in her knees
Lord Celeborn stood up "I will leave you to your sorrows"
"No!" she gasped "My people! Dunlorien is under attack" she was straining to get her words out
"Please.send help"
He nodded "I will do what I can" he nodded solemnly, showing pity for the poor creature, and walked out the door
Haldir could not sleep, could not eat, why? He couldn't stop thinking about her, his stomach ached, yet he wasn't in the least bit hungry. Was she okay?
He found himself walking down the stairs to the North Tower of Lothlorien, looking for Galadriel, looking for that girl, he didn't even know why, he felt the need, to see her, make sure he was okay, he felt somewhat, responsible for her.
He saw Lord Celeborn "Lord" he bowed "Where is the lady who came in injured last night?"
He raised his arm to the left "The third room down the hall, she is very weak Haldir" he bowed his head "You may see if you please"
Haldir nodded in thanks and walked towards the door
He opened it slowly, her eyes were closed, and her head had a small bandage and her shoulder as well. She blinked. Her eyes wondered slowly towards him
He suddenly felt lost for words, what we going to ask!? Hey, how are you? What happened? He felt his face flush, his eyes widened
"How are you feeling?" he tried to sounds bold, not give away he was feeling very awkward at the moment.
"Fine." her voice was distance, a lot of remorse in her tone "Is Lord Celeborn sending soldiers to fight?"
"Fight?" he asked, he was unsure of what she was talking about "Where?"
"To Dunlorien, my people are under attack by the Uruk-Hai" she still didn't turn to face him fully, he walked closer.
"I am unsure my lady" he felt stupid for not knowing the answer
"I am not a lady, my name is Énya" she said softly, sounding a little bit annoyed
He flushed "I am Haldir"
She sat up slowly, than turned to look at him, I know that face, she thought
Her expression made her look like she was deep in thought
"You're the guard.from the night I came here." she flushed, she didn't really like apologizing, or giving thanks, it made her feel strange, week almost
"Thank you." she said softly
"Your Welcome" he smiled at her blushing, though he didn't understand why, he rarely smiled
Now, if Rion had smiled at her blushing, she would have let him have it, but this man. This Haldir, made her want to smile. And she did.
She sat up straight, winced a bit, then tried to stand. She stumbled, held out her hand to steady herself.
Haldir held out his hand to help her. She winced and sat down, grabbing her boots and attempting to put them on
Pain in her shoulder shot down her back, she cried out in pain and dropped her boot. Her hand was shaking
She cursed in elvish, Haldir smiled and placed his hand on her shoulder
She put her head in her hands "How can I help my people, if I cannot tie up my own boot?" she asked to no one unparticular
He smiled softly "I will talk to Lord Celeborn and Lady Galadriel, rest now" he smile again, she looked up and their eyes met.
And they both felt something.they never felt before
A/N: very.sappy I know, but they're so tough and stubborn! I just had to bring it out! *dances around* R&R please, I need fuel to keep on righting =)