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--------------------------------With Dawn---------------------------------------

Dawn was frantic. There was no way across, and she dare not try and imagine her true self going that far. Suddenly, she felt so alone. No one was there for her. To comfort her. To help her. To show her that there is still reason left. She was sobbing now. Her sobs turning into a full blow crying attack. Not since her sister died had she felt so alone. There was no way forward. No way back. She was stuck here with orcs shooting arrows at her. For some reason though, the orcs weren't attacking her. They were disappearing, as if they knew she would die anyways. Memories were showing in her head again.

*Flashback*

Dawn was sitting in a chair in front of Lord Elrond and Gandalf. "I see the past, the present, and the future whenever I sleep. I don't know which is the past, which is the present, and which have not even happened yet. I see everything you don't like, and almost none of what you do. It's hard for me to grasp reality. It's hard for me to understand what is and isn't real. When I'm sleeping, I can feel the heat of the flame in my dream. I can actually hear the screams as if I were there."

*Present*

Something clicked in Dawn's head. There was something in that memory. Something important.

*Flashback*

"Dawnie. Dawnie." Buffy continued in a singsong voice. Dawn seemed to wake up.

"I'm not here. Go away." Buffy just snorted and rolled her eyes, picking Dawn up. Once Dawn was on her feet, she pushed Buffy away. "I'm not here. Go away," she repeated.

*Present*

It was at the edge of her mind. Something she was supposed to know. Something having to do with the key.

*Flashback*

"They are not dreams. They're not really even nightmares. They just are, like I just am. Sitting in this seat is not a being. I am not actually here."

*Present*

There it was again. At the edge of her mind. She could almost taste the answer.

---------------------------With Frodo-----------------------------------

"Frodo, we cannot go back in. Even if Dawn were in there, we would be unable to reach her. The bridge is destroyed. I didn't see her on our side of the bridge."

Frodo was crying harder and Aragorn had to drag him over to the Fellowship. He looked into the faces of his companions and saw more despair. They were ready to give up. They had lost Dawn to the orcs, and the orcs worked for Sauron, and Sauron wanted Dawn. Aragorn looked down and walked slowly to the front of the line.