Dream Warrior
Author: Heather Lynn
Email: ring_of_adament@yahoo.com
HET/ NC-17
Haldir/Lirimaer
Disclaimer: The characters, settings, places, and languages used in this work are the property of J R R Tolkien, the Tolkien Estate and Tolkien Enterprises. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended
Summary: This story begins in the year 3018 (S.R. 1418), the same time that Frodo, Sam, Merry and Pippin have begun their journey. They are now with Aragorn, having left Amon Sûl (Weathertop) after battling the ringwraiths. Arwen Evenstar has Frodo and is taking him to Rivendell. Lirimaer is an elf from Rivendell who journeys to Lothlórien to speak to Galadriel about the haunting nightmare she repeatedly has. Haldir comes across her along the way and he leads her to Lórien.
Notes: While writing this, I followed the Tolkien's books and the two movies and made up a few things as well. My timeline does not coincide with the books, only to try to keep things short! The numbers after a sentence means there is a definition at the end of the chapter. I hope the translations are correct, if not please email me so I can make any necessary repairs. I hope to add drawings soon, having just moved I will need some time. I hope you enjoy my first fan fic I've ever written, please let me know what you think! This fan fic was also part of the www.haldir-lives.org Fan Fic Challenge.
Chapter 10 – Jealousy
She awoke the next morning to find her clothing next to her. There was also a plate of dried fruit and a bowl of water. She sat up but hastily and lay back down. Her head pounded. Miruvor! She would never drink it again! She pushed the plate of food away from her.
"Perhaps you would prefer some lembas? It might sit better in your stomach," Haldir said.
"I need nothing from you, thank you!" Lirimaer didn't feel like dealing with him right now.
"Look, I am regretful about last night. I think you got confused about something. Let me explain…"
"I don't need or want your explanations! You made it clear that I displeased you. I will bother you no more. And I wish the same from you!"
Haldir was fuming. "Ascarer!" he spat as he turned and stomped away.
"Thaurer!" she yelled after him.
"This is going to be a stormy journey," Elladan said to his brother.
After a little while she tried to sit up again. Her head didn't pound quite so bad this time. She looked at her clothes. They looked as though they had been washed. "Haldir cleaned them for you last night," Elladan said. "He thought you could use them since they fit better on you than his clothes."
Why would he do that for her? she wondered. Perhaps he didn't want her wearing his clothes anymore, which was fine with her. She couldn't wait to take them off.
"Is there someplace I can wash? I really want to get out of these clothes and into my own."
"I'll take you down to the river. There is a section where the water doesn't flow so fast. It is not too deep either. I will keep guard for you. We will need to hurry. It is getting late and we will need to start traveling again," he said, helping her to her feet. She was still weak from the wound and poison. He neglected to mention that that is where they had hid the raft the night before and Haldir was on his way down there to ready it for the day's journey.
She sat down on a log near the water's edge. She took off her boots and leggings. She stuck a toe into the water. This was going to be a cold bath! She was able to remove her tunic this time, since it was large and roomy and her shoulder was feeling a bit better. Then she grasped her soap and slowly waded into the water. She held her breath and dunked herself under the water. She stood up again, taking the soap and lathered her hair and body.
All of a sudden she got the feeling like someone was near. She looked around; saw Elladan sitting on the log where she had removed her boots, with his back to her. Then she glanced at a large patch of river grass that grew nearby. Haldir! He was removing the grass that they had used to cover the raft with the night before. He had not seen her.
She moved into deeper water. She dove under the surface to remove the soap from her hair and face. She came up and looked towards the raft. She did not see him. She breathed a sigh of relief. She needed to get out of the water. Her fingers and toes were starting to go numb with cold. Lirimaer made her way to the shore. She was just about to reach for a cloth to dry herself when she saw movement out of the corner of her eye. Haldir was standing on the raft, looking at her!
He couldn't believe his eyes! There she was, standing there naked, with Elladan! He felt heat rising into his face, ready to explode. How dare Elladan, after their talk last night!
Lirimaer could see the hostile look on his face from where she stood. She quickly wrapped herself in the cloth. Haldir was coming. His hands were clenched in fists at his sides. She felt like running from him; she was afraid. She started to back up and fell over the log that Elladan was sitting on.
"Are you alright?" Elladan asked, bending to pick her up. Then he saw the look of fear on her face. Something must have frightened her badly. He turned to look and saw Haldir coming. Elladan smiled.
"Ah, Haldir, are we almost ready to go?"
He barely got the words out before Haldir's fist caught him in the jaw. He hit him so hard it sent Elladan reeling. Before Elladan could do anything, Haldir was on him again. He knocked Elladan to the ground where he tried to strike him again, but Elladan had his wits back. He grabbed Haldir's wrists, trying desperately to hold him off. It was not an easy fete; Haldir was powerful. "What did you hit me for?" demanded Elladan.
"You know exactly why! And you deserve more!" he hissed, fighting the grip on his wrists.
"I am here to keep watch for her while she bathed!" gasped Elladan, getting tired of the struggle. "I didn't think it wise for her to come down here by herself. Come on Haldir! Like I told you yesterday, she is like a sister to me!" Haldir stopped struggling.
"Get off of him!" yelled Lirimaer. "What right do you have hitting him? I am not one of your possessions!"
Haldir looked up at her. She was livid! And lovely! The cloth barely covered her, showing hints of her white flesh underneath. It almost slipped off one of her breasts, barely catching on the end of an erect nipple. He was starting to stir in his leggings.
Haldir got up and helped Elladan to his feet. He looked where he hit him. His jaw was already getting an angry looking bruise. He felt terrible. What was wrong with him? He was jealous!!
"Are you alright Elladan?" asked Lirimaer. She too saw the bruise on his jaw. She turned on Haldir. "What is wrong with you? You made it clear you don't like me, but then you come here trying to defend my honor! You are unbelievable!"
"Please except my apology Elladan for the way I have behaved. I am truly sorry. You have always been a good friend of mine. I should have trusted you. I will never doubt your integrity again," he said, bowing to Elladan. Turning, he gave Lirimaer a quick nod and walked back towards camp.
Lirimaer was fuming. How dare he not apologize to her for his behavior! Elladan saw the look on her face. It made the smile return to Elladan's face.
They returned to the camp to gather their belongings. Everyone was silent. Elrohir broke the silence. "What happened to your face?" he asked.
"I wasn't paying attention and when I should have been," exclaimed Elladan, smiling.
"What?"
"It is nothing for you to worry about, Elrohir. Let us get moving. Time is wasting."