May it Be By Siren

Hey guys! Once again, thank you for all of your reviews. Yes, you will see the twist in this chapter, and her visions will be explained as well. I don't own anyone except for Lily, and I don't own 'Haunting Me'. I hope you enjoy the chapter! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~



It was becoming more difficult for Lily to regain consciousness. When the voices in her head were quiet enough for her to sleep, images of Gandalf's falling form haunted her. She hated it, and missed the old wizard dearly. He was the voice of reason in their little group; the leader. And now they were making their way to Lothlorien, hoping to get some rest and peace of mind. But Lily knew that she would find no peace, not while her head swam with images and voices.

She had become pale and weak, two characteristics that frightened her friends greatly. They could no longer get through to her, and she no longer spoke coherently. She would mumble occasionally about the voices, as though she were having a conversation with someone. Thankfully, they neared Lothlorien's boarders, and a sense of comfort filled the air. Lily was the first to notice the change in the atmosphere. She stirred a bit in the elf's arms, feeling a sense of peace wash over her.

Gimli looked at the woods around him nervously. "Stay on your guard young hobbits! They say a witch lives here, of terrifying power. But I can tell you one thing. This is one dwarf she won't ensnare so easily. I have the eyes of a hawk, and the ears of a fox!" he said proudly, and turned to see an arrow an inch away from his face. He blinked in surprise, and looked up at the elf that was pointing the weapon at him. He was tall with blonde hair and blue eyes. His shoulders were broad, and a sense of pride surrounded him.

"The dwarf breathes so loud we could have shot him in the dark," the elf sneered. Gimli frowned but made no comment. Aragorn stepped in front of the group, and spoke to the elf in his native tongue. He nodded and walked over to Legolas. Feeling Lily's cold skin, he frowned. "The others will make camp here tonight, but the Lady requests the girl's presence immiedietly. Come," he said. Legolas nodded, and followed the elf in front of him. "Rumil and Orophin will be here soon." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~



They traveled all night, and arrived in Lothlorien early the next morning. The Lord and Lady were already there to greet them, much to Legolas's relief. He bowed the best he could with Lily in his arms. "My Lord, my Lady, I come to ask you for your help. My companion has fallen ill and I fear she is fading quickly," he explained. Galadriel nodded. "I know of what you want, but no healer can save her. Her illness is not natural, and no herb can ease her suffering." Legolas frowned, despair quickly filling his heart. Galadriel smiled softly, her blonde hair resting on her shoulders. "But do not despair. I can help her. Come, Legolas, son of Thranduil."

They walked up the winding staircases, until they came to a clearing. The clearing was already set up for their arrival. A small cot was in the center, with Galadriel's mirror to the side. A few healers were standing next to the cot patiently; their faces clear of emotion. "Lay her down, Legolas. This may take a while." Legolas did as he was told, and stepped back. Galadriel knelt next to the girl and brushed the hair away from her face. "She is mortal." Legolas nodded, and the Lady smiled. "But she has not always been one. In fact, she was much more than a mortal."

Legolas frowned. "What do you mean?" The lady stroked Lily's cheek softly. "Do you know what angels are, Legolas?" The prince nodded. "Yes, some humans believe in them. But what does this have to do with Lily?" Galadriel looked at him. "It has everything to do with her." She stood up, and walked over to her mirror. "Look inside the mirror, Legolas. See what others cannot." Legolas peered into the water, and at first saw nothing. Than the water began to shift, and a man appeared. He had short, raven hair and dark eyes.

"Angels are celestial beings. Mortals are assigned a guardian, to protect them until their time comes when they must die. Your companion, Lily, was once a guardian angel." The elf stared at Galadriel in shock. She simply smiled softly, and gestured to the mirror. He saw a young boy, and recognized him as the man. "This boy's angel watched over him since the day he was born. She protected him, and looked after him. She heard his first spoken words, watched him take his first steps, and even saw his first love."

Legolas saw various parts of the boy's life, and every once in a while saw a faint shimmer near him. "Over the years, the angel grew to love the mortal. She loved him dearly, and it pained her to know that he would someday die. And when the time came for him to leave the world, the angel was torn. She loved the boy dearly, and she could not let him die. So she rescued this boy one final time, saving him from death." She looked at the unconscious girl and smiled sadly.

"But by saving the boy, she had sinned. Her punishment was to become a mortal, and to live a mortal life. She was cast out of the heavens, and sent to the mortal world as an infant. Her memories of her past life were swept away, and she even forgot her love for him. And by the time the girl had grown up, the man she loved so much had finally passed away. She was left alone, with no angel assigned to guard her. She was left as a mortal in solitude once her family died.

"She was supposed to leave all aspects of her old life behind, but it seems she still carries some of her angelic traits. She foresees the deaths of others, but she is powerless to stop them. The voices she hears so clearly are the voices of those who are dying. They call out for her, asking her to spare them as well, for they fear death. I can block her mind so that the voices cannot reach her, but she will carry the visions with her for as long as she lives."

Legolas looked at her in shock. "So you're saying that Lily gave up everything for this man?" Galadriel nodded. He frowned and looked at Lily. "But she does not remember her love for him?" The Lady gazed at the sleeping child. "She feels as though something is astray, but she remembers nothing of her past life. Her heart remains free." He nodded, and couldn't help but feel a bit relieved. "The mental block will take a few minutes." She placed her hand over Lily's forehead, and began to whisper softly.

After a few moments, she stopped and removed her hand. Lily whimpered and opened her eyes. She saw the beautiful woman above her, and blinked. "Are you an angel?" Galadriel smiled softly. "No, little one. My name is Galadriel, and you are in Lothlorien. How do you feel?" Lily smiled. "Well, my mind is quiet. There's nobody in it but me." The elf nodded. "That's good to hear. I must go and greet the others in your group, but I shall be back soon."

She left, leaving Lily and Legolas alone in the clearing. She looked up at the blonde elf and smiled. "Hey," she greeted. Legolas sat down in front of the cot and smiled. "Lady Galadriel healed you." She smiled. "That's what I thought." His face fell for a moment. "You will continue to have the visions though. She cannot stop them." Lily frowned. "Why am I having them?" Legolas frowned. He opened his mouth to answer, but a voice in his head silenced him. 'She must not know. If you tell her, she will be unable to handle it and will breakdown,' Galadriel warned.

"I don't know, mellon," he lied. Lily nodded closed her eyes for a moment. Opening them, she took his hand in her's and nuzzled it. "I was scared," she confessed. Her eyes began to water. "Everything was so muddled. I tried to find you but I couldn't. And I tried to wake up, but everything was so dark. I was scared that I'd never see you again." Legolas's eyes widened, and he wiped her tears away. "Don't cry mellon. I'm right here," he soothed. She shut her eyes tightly, and shook her head. "But I couldn't find you before. You were gone."

His heart clenched, and he traced her cheek. "Mellon..." He sighed, and shook his head. Stroking her cheek gently, he leaned towards her. She looked at him for a moment, than closed the gap between them. The kiss was soft, and very gentle. Legolas broke the kiss and pulled back a bit. What if she didn't like it? What if she didn't like him? What if---- All his concerns disappeared when she kissed him again. She traced his cheek, her hand trailing towards his hair. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~



Night had come, and Lily was restless. She tossed and turned in her sleep, terrified. The nightmares were surfacing again, and she was trapped.

Lily was walking down the hallways of the hospital basement. She knew where she was going, and felt her stomach churn. She was heading for the morgue, where her family was waiting to be identified. At the end of the hallway, she came to a room marked 'MORGUE'. Turning the doorknob, she walked inside. In the room were three tables, each of them containing a body.

She didn't want to see them, but her body wouldn't listen. Walking over to the first table, she stood beside it. Reaching out, she grasped the white cloth with slender fingers. Pulling back the sheet, she gasped. It was her father, or what was left of him. His skin was torn, and dry blood caked his face. But what disturbed her the most was that his eyes and mouth were open in silent horror. His eyes were colorless, a pure white. And his mouth was open as though he were screaming.

She walked to the next table, knowing that her brother's body probably didn't fair any better. Pulling back the sheet, she stared at what was once her little brother. Unlike her father, Tom's eyes were closed, and his mouth was only slightly agape. His face faired better than her fathers, so his death must have been swift. Pulling the sheet back further, she saw the bruise forming around the base of his neck. She blinked, in a daze. Turning to the last table, she hesitated.

Pulling back the sheet, tears sprung to her eyes. She clamped a hand over her mouth to stifle a sob. Her mother was in the worst condition. Her face was unmarred, save for a few bruises. But her stomach was basically gutted. She pulled the sheet off of her mother's body completely, and stumbled backwards. Her mother's entrails were lying on her body, exposed. Feeling her stomach churn, she ran to the sink and vomited. Leaning against the counter, she sobbed loudly. Her shoulders shook until she felt a hand on her shoulder. Turning around, she saw who it was and screamed. It was her mother, and she was staring at her daughter blankly.

Tracing Lily's cheek, smearing blood on her skin. "My beautiful daughter," she whispered. Lily screamed.

Waking up, she gasped. She sat up and looked around wildly. She wiped at her cheek, still feeling the blood. Standing up, she looked around. Everything was silent, but she couldn't get her mother's voice out of her head. She clamped her hands over her ears, and shut her eyes tightly. "Stop it!" she shouted. "Lily?" Legolas looked up at her worriedly. Lily shook her head, turned and ran. "Lily!" He stood up and ran after her.

Everywhere I go I see her face

And every sound I hear is the sound of her voice

Why are you haunting me?

Why are you haunting me, why can't I let you go

Lily ran blindly through the trees, desperate to get away from the nightmares. She could still see her mother's body, could still feel her cold hand on her face. "Lily?" Hearing the soft voice, she slowed and turned around. Galadriel stood before her, her eyes filled with concern. "Lily, what's wrong?" Lily opened her mouth to answer, but couldn't. Dropping to her knees, she buried her face in her hands.

Searching the mortal's mind, the elf's eyes softened. "What a terrible thing to see." Walking to the girl, she frowned. "Lily, that was a nightmare. It wasn't real." Lily shook her head violently. "I can still feel her touch! She won't stop! She'll never stop!" Galadriel knelt in front of the girl, and pulled her hands away from her face. "Look at me," she commanded softly. Lily complied, and looked into the elf's blue orbs. "I know what you saw, Lily. It was frightening, but it wasn't real."

Everything about me is a lie

And it still feels that way when I look in your eyes

The truth scares/she shattered me

Whoever said 'love is real' 'love is blood'

Hasn't felt the way that I feel

Lily looked at the elf, and her face crumpled. "Oh Lily," the elf whispered, and drew her into her arms, rocking her like a child. She stroked her hair, and tucked her head under her chin. "There there, it wasn't real. You're safe here." Lily clutched Galadriel's shirt and shook her head. "Every night I see the same things over and over. When will they stop? When will they let me go?"

Galadriel closed her eyes. "When will you let them go? You are not responsible for their deaths, yet you blame yourself. Until you can let them go, the nightmares will continue." Lily shuddered as she took in a breath. "I don't know what to do anymore." "Rest. I will keep the nightmares away." Lily shut her eyes tightly. Her mother used to say that when she was little.

What does it matter?

What's done is done and I wish I could get on with my life

Why are you haunting me?

Why are you haunting me?

Legolas walked into the clearing, his eyes filled with worry. His face softened at the sight in front of him. Galadriel was holding Lily, much like a mother comforting a child. The sight of Lily's tear-stained face broke his heart. He didn't want to ruin the moment, but he needed to know if she was alright. Walking towards them, he saw Lily lift her head to meet his eyes.

She reached out for him, and he quickly gathered her in his arms. "What happened? Are you alright?" She hugged him tightly. "I'm fine, I just had a nightmare." Legolas kissed her temple and pulled away a bit. "Are you sure you're alright?" She nodded, and rested her head on his chest. "I'm sorry I ran. Can we go back to sleep now?" The elf nodded and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "Thank you milady. I don't know what I would do if you hadn't found her." Galadriel simply smiled and nodded.

Once they were back in their clearing, Lily quickly curled up next to Legolas. He wrapped an arm around her waist and held her closely, kissing her lightly before going back to sleep.

I don't know what it is

But I can't seem to make myself forget

It's something that you said

How'd you get inside my head

2 Be Continued