,Merry yelled and attacked the Orcs by Pippin. Aragorn ran to Pippin, and
gently rolled him over on his back.
"Merry," Pippin whispered. Merry dropped down beside him. "You'll be okay, Pippin, hold on!"
"Strider, can't we take him to Rivendell? They can heal him there!"
"Merry, we have to wait a little first. Trust me!"
"What's that light?" Pippin asked suddenly.
"That's the Halls of Mandos," Aragorn replied. "Pippin, hold on," Merry said. "Aragorn said we'd be able to heal you."
Pippin didn't answer. Aragorn picked him up, and set him on Bill the pony. "Merry, get up behind him. You guys ride hard to Rivendell. They'll know what to do!"
Merry just sat there. Aragorn grabbed him and put him on the pony. "Noro lim, Bill!" The pony ran hard to Rivendell.
Elladan and Elrohir greeted him. "What's wrong, Merry?" Elladan asked.
"Can you help Pippin?" Merry replied.
"What's wrong with him?" Elrohir said looking at the Hobbit.
"He's dead. Aragorn hoped you could save him." Elrohir glanced at Elladan, who took Pippin to Asfaloth and rode off.
"He will take him to the Grey Havens in hope of catching Galadriel before she leaves for Valinor," Elrohir explained to Merry.
Merry nodded.
"Come, get some rest. You've probably ridden a long way."
"Not too far, actually. Frodo and Sam should be coming soon, with Aragorn."
Elladan and Pippin soon reached the Grey Havens. "Cirdan! Don't let them leave!" he yelled.
Cirdan turned and yelled to the Elves on the boat. "Tangado haid!"
The Elves turned. Cirdan looked at Elladan. "What's wrong? Who does Galadriel need to heal this time?"
"This Halfling, Peregrin. He's dead. His friends wanted me to heal him."
Cirdan laughed. "Aragorn should know better."
"No, it wasn't Aragorn this time. It was a Halfling, this one's cousin. Name of Meriadoc. He went with Aragorn to Minas Tirith."
"Oh, him. I think Galadriel said Legolas said they were cousins or something like that."
Galadriel arrived on shore then. "Elladan, what did you do to the Hobbit?"
"Nothing, Grandma."
"Grr, don't call me that. You make me feel old." She took Pippin, and left.
Merry was sleeping when the other three arrived in Rivendell. "Where's Pippin?" Aragorn asked.
"He's in the Grey Havens with Elladan," Elrohir replied.
The two Hobbits immediately fell asleep. Aragorn stayed up a while, practicing his Elvish.
Several hours later, Galadriel led Pippin back out. "He's back," she said. "He can see now too, but he wants to keep it a secret so he can surprise his friends."
"Okay," Elladan said. "Pippin, let's go." They both mounted Asfaloth, and rode back to Rivendell.
"Merry," Pippin whispered. Merry dropped down beside him. "You'll be okay, Pippin, hold on!"
"Strider, can't we take him to Rivendell? They can heal him there!"
"Merry, we have to wait a little first. Trust me!"
"What's that light?" Pippin asked suddenly.
"That's the Halls of Mandos," Aragorn replied. "Pippin, hold on," Merry said. "Aragorn said we'd be able to heal you."
Pippin didn't answer. Aragorn picked him up, and set him on Bill the pony. "Merry, get up behind him. You guys ride hard to Rivendell. They'll know what to do!"
Merry just sat there. Aragorn grabbed him and put him on the pony. "Noro lim, Bill!" The pony ran hard to Rivendell.
Elladan and Elrohir greeted him. "What's wrong, Merry?" Elladan asked.
"Can you help Pippin?" Merry replied.
"What's wrong with him?" Elrohir said looking at the Hobbit.
"He's dead. Aragorn hoped you could save him." Elrohir glanced at Elladan, who took Pippin to Asfaloth and rode off.
"He will take him to the Grey Havens in hope of catching Galadriel before she leaves for Valinor," Elrohir explained to Merry.
Merry nodded.
"Come, get some rest. You've probably ridden a long way."
"Not too far, actually. Frodo and Sam should be coming soon, with Aragorn."
Elladan and Pippin soon reached the Grey Havens. "Cirdan! Don't let them leave!" he yelled.
Cirdan turned and yelled to the Elves on the boat. "Tangado haid!"
The Elves turned. Cirdan looked at Elladan. "What's wrong? Who does Galadriel need to heal this time?"
"This Halfling, Peregrin. He's dead. His friends wanted me to heal him."
Cirdan laughed. "Aragorn should know better."
"No, it wasn't Aragorn this time. It was a Halfling, this one's cousin. Name of Meriadoc. He went with Aragorn to Minas Tirith."
"Oh, him. I think Galadriel said Legolas said they were cousins or something like that."
Galadriel arrived on shore then. "Elladan, what did you do to the Hobbit?"
"Nothing, Grandma."
"Grr, don't call me that. You make me feel old." She took Pippin, and left.
Merry was sleeping when the other three arrived in Rivendell. "Where's Pippin?" Aragorn asked.
"He's in the Grey Havens with Elladan," Elrohir replied.
The two Hobbits immediately fell asleep. Aragorn stayed up a while, practicing his Elvish.
Several hours later, Galadriel led Pippin back out. "He's back," she said. "He can see now too, but he wants to keep it a secret so he can surprise his friends."
"Okay," Elladan said. "Pippin, let's go." They both mounted Asfaloth, and rode back to Rivendell.