Pairing: Willow/Aragorn
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Spoilers: Let's see Tara isn't dead, but she and Willow are broken
up. Nothing else important that I can think of. There won't be
anything from season 7. most likely not even season six
Summary: Willow falls to Middle Earth.
Crossover with Lord of the Rings, starting with Fellowship.It's been a while
since I've watched the movie, and a few years since I last read the books, so
please bare with me if some of my stuff doesn't match the book. I haven't
decided yet, but there will most likely be some major events that I change.
Willow stared at the creatures before her. They looked like they were around her age, perhaps older, but they were very short and they had hairy feet. What in the world was going on?
"Aragorn, is everything all right?" one of them asked.
"I'm not sure, Frodo" Aragorn said slowly. "This one appeared out of nowhere," he gestured toward Willow with her sword. "She fell from the sky."
The one Aragorn addressed as Frodo spoke again. "Do you think she is some trickery of Sauron?"
"She claims to not know how she came to be here."
Willow had had enough. "Hey, guys. Do you think maybe you could not talk like I wasn't standing right here? I told you, I don't know how I got here. I don't even know where *here* is. I never heard of this Soaren this either. So if one of you could please just tell me what the hell was going on, I'd be a lot happier."
The group stared at her for a moment. Then Aragorn apparently made a decision.
"You will come with us. Lord Elrond will know what to do with you." He returned his sword to his belt. "As I said before, I am Aragorn. This is Frodo, Sam, Merry and Pippin."
Willow looked at them. "No offense or anything, but what are you."
The one Aragorn had identified as Sam spoke up. "We're Hobbits, Miss."
Willow furrowed her brow. Elves she had heard or, but what in the world were Hobbits. Besides the fact that they didn't seem sure if she was evil or not, the group seemed nice enough. Willow got a good vibe from them In fact, she got a good vibe from the entire area. There was magic here, strong magic.
"I'm Willow. As I told talk, dark, and grumpy here, I'm not sure what's going on. One second I was in California, the next thing I know I'm falling and I wake up here." Willow stopped there. She wasn't sure if she should tell them that saying a spell had apparently brought her here. They might not take it well.
"California?" the one called Frodo asked. "I have never heard of such a land. Have you, Strider?"
Strider? Willow thought. Hmmm. Must be some sort of nickname.
Aragorn shook his head. "The place is foreign to me as well. I have never heard of such a place in all of Middle Earth.
"Wait a second," Willow exclaimed. "Middle Earth? Oh, Goddess. I must be in sort of different dimension." She spoke aloud, but was clearly just addressing herself. "Well, I guess that explains the Elves and Hobbits. Willow, what in the hell have you gotten yourself into?"
The others exchanged glances. Frodo spoke softly to his friends. "I do not think she is any danger to us. If what she says is true, I don't think she could be an agent of Sauron. I have a good feeling about her."
Aragorn nodded. "I cannot be as trusting as you, Master Frodo. But I am beginning to share your feelings." He turned so he could address Willow as well as the others. "We sleep here,tonight I will keep guard. Tomorrow we continue to Rivendell.
