Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy, Joss does. I do not own Lord of the Rings, Tolkien does. I do not own this idea fully, the people who wrote the fanfictions mentioned on the page before do mostly. The idea of putting Dawn in is definitely MINE!

I can't start relationships yet, much. Dawn has a tendancy to knock people off their feet, doesn't she?

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Upon Dawn's Wake

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The day was beautiful. Sunshine streamed in through the windows and the breeze rustled through the trees. All was peaceful and calm in Rivendell. Frodo Baggins had just woken up from his sleep. Gandalf was explaining what had happened since his arrival. Suddenly, a scream could be heard throughout Rivendell. Frodo looked wide-eyed at Gandalf. "What was that, Gandalf?"

"Ah!" Gandalf started. "She's awake. Dawn was stabbed by the wraiths also, Frodo. Elrond had to rest after healing you, so she had to wait to be healed. It seems she has finally awoken. Come, Frodo, let us go see her. Sam went to check on her a while ago and I am sure you want to greet him." Gandalf smiled and stood up, leaving Frodo to follow him. Frodo jumped out of bed after noticing that his shoulder was well and cured.

--------Dawn's Room, Before Her Scream Is Heard Across Rivendell------------ -

Dawn slowly opened her eyes, noticing that the sun was shining. She groaned. She felt like hell. She sat up as quickly as her body allowed. She looked around and tried to see her sister, but she wasn't in the room. Afraid of where she was, she panicked.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

"Where the FUCK am I!?!?!?!"

"Nice to see you're awake, miss." Dawn looked around to see Sam standing the door, covering his ears. "That was quite a scream, if you don't mind me saying so miss."

"Whe. Where am I-I?" She finally stuttered out.

"Oh!" Sam exclaimed. "Pardon my awful manners, miss. Didn't mean to make you uneasy. 'Specially after you just woke up. You're in Rivendell. It's ten'o'clock in the morning on October the 24th."

"Oh, okay." She seemed to think for a bit. "Where's Buffy?"

"Lord Elrond had to give her a sleeping potion to calm her down, miss. She kept pacing and muttering odd things while Lord Elrond was trying to heal you. Strider had to carry Buffy back to her room. He didn't come back for a while, and when he did, he a nasty bruised eye. I still don't think it's healed. And look at me, talking away when I should be asking how you are feeling! How are you feeling, miss?"

"F-Fine, I-I-I think."

"I brought you some breakfast, if you're up to it. Biscuits, butter, fruit, and milk! Not the best food they have, but it is wonderful for an unsettlin' stomach."

"Thanks, Sam." Dawn let out a sigh. She then looked down and her eyes widened. 'I have a dress on' was the only thought that went through her mind before she passed out, again.

"Oh dear, I'm going to be in a large amount of trouble with Gandalf. He might turn me into somethin' unnatural." He gulped. "The Gaffer was right, I do let my mouth run away with me."

"Indeed, you do, Samwise Gamgee." An old voice came from the doorway, where Sam had been standing before he had placed the tray beside Dawn's bed. "What have you said to make her faint, I wonder?"

"Oh-h, nothin' much sir. Just a little bit about being in Rivendell, Lord Elrond putting Buffy to sleep, and Strider gettin' a black eye." Sam started. "Bu-but, she didn't faint until she looked at her clothes, if you follow me."

"Calm down, Sam. You know it wasn't your fault!" This came from Frodo, who had suddenly appeared behind Gandalf.

"Mr. Frodo! I was beside you almost the whole time. When I wasn't, I was checkin' up on the miss, here. Was that all right?"

"Of course it was, Sam! Why wouldn't it be? I would have done the same, checking up on both of my friends." Frodo smiled at Sam who just looked down muttering things.

A few seconds later, Buffy rushed into the room, with Strider on her tail. She knocked Frodo over. "Oops! Sorry." She helped him up and dusted him off. She then looked over at Dawn and then at Sam, who looked awfully guilty. "What did you do," she asked accusingly.

"N-nothing, miss. Just said good morning." He practically squeaked this last part out. Ever since Weathertop, Sam had been afraid of her. Even more so when he noticed that carrying Dawn didn't seem to effect her, although he was sure Dawn weighed the same, if not more, than Buffy. Strider had also seemed in awe of her since then, mostly due to the fact that she took out six of the eight wraiths, with Dawn taking down one.

When Sam had said this, Gandalf grunted and shook his head. He then walked over to Dawn and put his hand over her forehead. He muttered a few words, and Dawn woke up, again. She, again, screamed bloody murder, which is how she screamed the first time, if you did not figure that out already.

"Dawnie! Not so loud! You'll wake the whole city up!" This came from Buffy who was covering her ears.

"Buffy?" Dawn sat up and saw Buffy. "BUFFY!!!" She then continued to jumped of the bed and launch herself at her sister. Buffy hugged Dawn as hard as she could, until she heard Dawn's breathing start to slow. Buffy quickly pulled away. Dawn bent over, clearly trying to breathe.

"Sorry," was all the came out of Buffy as she stared at her sister. "Does it hurt?" Buffy asked this after a moment of awkward silence.

"What?" This came from Dawn. "OH! My shoulder! Yeah, kinda, not really, I really don't know actually."

"You don't know if your shoulder hurts?"

"Uhhh, not.really?" Dawn had recovered and was now standing up. "My stomach hurts more, though that is stopping. So.did you find wizard-man?"

"Yep," Buffy said. She then pointed at Gandalf who was standing beside the chest at the end of Dawn's bed. "That's him!"

Dawn looked at Buffy, then Buffy's finger, then Gandalf. A smile then brightened her face. She ran over to him, so as to hug him, but accidentally knocked him over. Dawn hadn't expected this to happen, and she fell on top of him, whilst she was screaming.

"I'm. glad you're happy to see me. Quite strong.uhhhh." This came from Gandalf who was trying to get Dawn off of him, albeit unsuccessfully.

"Sorry," Dawn muttered, "Guess I don't know my own strength." She then got off him and stood up. She dusted herself off. "Hi! I'm Dawn, though you probably already know that since you're a wizard and did you wake me up somehow? I remember someone chanting some words of few moments ago and I'm supposing it was you." Dawn stopped and smiled, clearly not flustered whatsoever over her ever-so-long speech.

"Ah, yes. If you do not remember," Gandalf said as he got up, "I, am Gandalf the Grey of the Istari." He smiled and nodded. "You had quite a wound. I am surprised you weren't near passing."

Dawn looked at him oddly and then sat down on her bed. She bounced on it. And bounced. And bounced. It was nice and bouncy. Yay. She then started eating the fruit and the biscuits. Strider then came over.

"How are you faring, Dawn?"

"I'm feeling just peachy."

He frowned. "What do you mean by 'just peachy'?"

Buffy butted in. "It means she feels okay." He looked at Buffy oddly. "Okay is.like.alright.fine.great.peachy.pleasant!" She said the last word with triumph. She smiled, clearly glad that she picked a word that he would understand. Strider smiled and shook his head, quietly laughing.

Pippin and Merry chose this time to run in. They, of course, had to topple into Frodo and Sam, making them fall down. Pippin didn't fall with them, though Merry did.

"Pippin," squealed Dawn. "Merry!" She then threw her half-eaten biscuit on the tray and jumped off the bed. Merry, Frodo, and Sam had gotten up during this moment. She then launched herself on Pippin, who was in front. The effect was dominoes, all of them falling down due to the person in front of them. "How're you guys?"

"Gemmph. Ooof. Mmphff. Ioomphanpheaph." This came from Pippin.

"What?" Dawn asked as she rolled off of them. "What'd you say?"

"I said, 'Get. Off. Me. I can't breathe."

"Oh! Sorry, didn't mean to domino ya'll."

The hobbits chose to ignore this while Strider and Gandalf tried to figure out what she meant.

"You do seem to have the tendancy to, how should I say this, knock people off their feet?" Frodo asked this in jest. Dawn just swatted him over the head, smiling.