Eomer

I stood in the cold on the wall and looked out over the feilds of Endoras and let the

snow fall on me unchecked. Thoughts buzzed through my head of the evening.

'I swore that I would not cry over you anymore.' She had said.

'I won't leave because of you.'

'I can't help it.' She said.'I can't help but love you.' Her words echoed through my

mind. 'I can't help but love you.' The words burned my ears. She loved me. And I

loved her. Yet she had some one. That man I had seen her with. Kiel. I turned to go

and find her and speak to her but then decided against it. She would be upset with

me. I instead felt the urge to go and walk among the hills of our long dead kings. I

walked to the stairs that lead to the wall and the down. The were steep and in the

snow I had to be carefull and take my time. I walked around the hall and down the

path at the back of the hall. The lights from the stables that were kept burning

through the night gave me enough light to see. On the ground in front of me I saw

footprint. I was confused. Who would have been out this late? I walked faster to the

door and saw that it was cracked open. I ran now. I pushed the door open and ran

through it. The footprints lead past the hills and out into the snow. I followed them as

far as I could but the snow covered them and I lost them. I turned back and ran to the

hall. That door was open too. I ran through the hall and up the stairs. I slammed my

fists onto Eowyn and Feramirs door.

"Get up." I shouted then continued running down the hall. At Covren's door I stopped

and hesitated.

"Eomer." Eowyn said walking up to me. I put my hands on the door.

"I think that Covren has left." I said. Eowyn gasped.

"Well don't just stand there." She said." Open the door." I bit my lip and opened the

door, letting it swing. I stepped through it and looked around the room. Empty. The

bed was made and the room was spotless. I groaned and then slammed my hands

against the wall.

'Damn it." I shouted.

"Eomer." Eowyn said behind me. I turned and strode from the room.

"Feramir." I called to him." Get some one to ready my horse. I'm going out."

Covren.

I walked for an hour, then it started to snow. I cursed my luck and walked faster to

keep warm. The sun would not rise for several hours yet and I knew that I could walk

for that long if I had too. But now my face burned with an unnatural heat. I cursed

myself for this. I had known that I would get sick at this time yet my luck had

decided that I should run away at this time. I put my hand against my cheek to cool

it. IT helped a little. I walked faster hoping that I would reach shelter by the time the

fever took full control. Yet now I didn't even know what direction I was traveling in. The

snow was so think it blocked my vision. I sighed and kept waking hoping that I was

still traveling north.

I saw things now. Not just the falling snow. I saw stars dance in front of my eyes and

I saw shapes forming in the whirling snow. I sighed and turned my focus to the

ground. I felt myself sway a little but I didn't fall. my lips trembled and tears stung my

eyes but I kept moving. The cold air stopping the fever from coming s so fast but it

came nonetheless. My legs felt weak and my head felt swollen. I sang into the wind

to keep myself occupied so I stayed awake.

Eomer

I rode to the north. The direction the footprints took, but soon I was lost. The snow

swirled every which way. I stopped my horse and looked through the night of white

and tried to see through it to the snow on the ground to see footprints. Nothing.

"Covren." i called into the wind. No answer. i told myself that she couldn't have gone

far on foot. I had expected to overtake her by now. I was ridding she was on foot. Yet

I had been unable to find her. I sat down in my saddle and thought.

"Where are you?" I whispered. I sat there and listened to the wind. Hoping that some

one heard me and wished me to find her. I did not have to wait long. Soon a voice

was carried to me over the wind. I urged my horse forward searching for the voice's

master. It was farther away then I had thought. The wind had carried it far. A dark

shape through the whirling snow stumbled.

"Covren." i called spurring my horse forward. She stopped and watched me come.

When I got close enough to see her face I noticed that she looked tired and ready to

drop. I jumped off my horse and stood before her.

"Why?" i asked simply. She looked turned away and started to walk away but she

fell to the ground. I ran over to her and knelt next to her.

"Covren." I said shaking her a little. She did not awaken. I put a hand to her cheek

and felt it's unusual warmth." Oh God, Covren." i said hugging her to my chest. I sat

that way for a while then I slowly got up and carried her to my horse.

"Eomer." Eowyn called to me releived. "Did you find her?" I got off my horse and

slipped Covren down after me.

"She's sick." I called. Eowyn ran over and felt her forehead.

"Oh no." She whispered. "Get her to her room and make sure she is warm." I nodded

and carried Covren silently through the hall and up to her room. I laid her on her bed

and stepped back unsure of what to do. Eowyn cam e not long after carrying more

blankets and a jug of brew. She handed me the blankets.

"Put these on her." She ordered. I obeyed. "Now go." I looked at Eowyn confused.

She sighed in exasperation.

"You should not be in the same room with her." She said.

"And you should?" I asked. She sighed again.

"I am going undress her." She said finally.

"Oh." I said and quickly backed out of the room.

"How is she?" I asked when Eowyn imerged later.

"She is fine." She said." I don't think that it will kill her. I gave her a brew that should

help but now we must wait." I looked through the door at the form lying in the bed.

"How long do you think?" I asked. She shrugged.

"I don't know." She said. "It could be hours. It could be days. Who knows." I nodded.

"May I sit with her?" I asked. She smiled and nodded. I walked nervously into the

room and pulled a chair up to her bed. I sat and reached out and took one of her

hands in mine. It was warm. Unnaturely so. And pale. I looked up at her face.

"Please be well." I whispered and smoothed back her hair.