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A/N: Whoa, damn, I thought the idea for this story was interesting, but I didn't expect this kind of response!! Here's a few replies for ya:
James Jago: I hope you find this fic to your liking as it progresses! I'll try to keep it as accurate as possible for ya!!
Keeter: Yeah, that was my problem! I love BHD and LOTR, but could never find a crossover that didn't involve Harry Potter! Grr~!!
amy: Hmm. not much!! Maybe I should try to crossover all the TV and movie appearances he's ever made, even the UK ones!! God, if he ever read it, he'd probably tweak!!
LalaithoftheBruinen: I'm so glad to know I'm not the only one who pays attention to Orli trivia!! I was very moved by BHD as well, just knowing that this was based on true events.
Steph: I agree with you on the dropped into ME thing. I tried to write one, but the exposition got way to long and I said forget it. I hope you enjoy what's to come!!
Crystal Snowflakes: Wow, I'm so glad you reviewed for me!! I have thoroughly enjoyed all of your LOTR stuff!! Thanks very much!! And don't worry about the gun, it won't become an overused thing or a crutch.
Gyre: Why, thank you!! I will keep updating as often as I can. I'm GOING to finish this story! I don't care what it takes!!
Hellmarie: Of course they meet! It wouldn't be fun if they didn't! I'm not sure if he'll stay. Probably not. You'll just have to wait and see! Mwahahahaha!!
Lilya: Glad you think so!! Thanks!!
Vana E: Haha!! You're sharp, I wasn't expecting anyone to pick up on that!! As far as the bookverse goes, I wouldn't have it any other way. I think the movies are the greatest things in the world and totally understand why Glorfindel was not in them, but Arwen still disturbs me a bit.
Elenya2: Thank you much!! I'm interested to see how they react as well. The characters do whatever they want, I just write it down. ^_^
jane doe: Thank you.
Sarah G: I totally agree with you about the dropped into ME thing. There's so many now, they're multiplying like rabbits. Midterms are evil!! Why can't we just have an oral exam that proves that we know what we're talking about? My hand keeps cramping up with all these damn essays!!
lolly pop: Thank you very much!! I love these two movies as well, for both technical and aesthetic reasons (film student).
Beth: I had been for a while too, and I got sick of waiting. So now the characters will suffer by my hand instead of someone else. Be afraid Mirkwood prince, be afraid!
Okay, that should do it. Here is the next installment of my fic. Yay! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Blackburn opened his eyes and found himself staring at that intricate ceiling for the third time. He had been bedridden for three days so far, and every time he woke up, he was expecting to find himself back in Somalia. Everyday, and elf named Erinduil came to check his injuries. Blackburn assumed he was a nurse or something. The elf didn't talk much, but always looked at him with a wary, uncomfortable expression. He also brought in food and helped Blackburn eat. 'Cripes, even the trays here are fancy,' Blackburn thought. This still didn't seem real.
Blackburn wiggled his toes a bit, flexed his feet, and bent his knees up just a little. Ever since Lord Elrond had told him that he had almost been paralyzed, he had been testing the joints in his lower body, making sure he could still move them and feel them. He never tried to move anything above he knees though, because he felt a bit paranoid about the condition of his back. The last thing he wanted was to narrowly miss paralyzation, only to become paralyzed by moving the wrong way. As he was doing ankle rolls, Elrond walked in.
"I'm glad to see you have use of your legs," Elrond said with a smile. "Forgive me, I have not been able to check up on you personally for the past few days. We have another grievously wounded patient that required my aid." Elrond walked over to the sick bed, slid his hand under Blackburn's neck, and gently rotated his head with his other hand.
"Please don't worry about it, sir. I've been well taken care of," Blackburn replied. He didn't want Elrond to think that he demanded such attention.
"I'm surprised you haven't tried to get up yet. You are quite fit to walk."
"Fit to walk?! But, sir, you said yourself my back is broken! It's only been three days! Sir, with all due respect, how can I be expected to walk?!"
Elrond chuckled pleasantly, amused by Blackburn's unbelieving and almost panicked reaction. "Such is the healing power of the Elves, my young friend." 'Compared to a stab from a Morgul blade, a broken back is easy,' Elrond thought grimly.
"Sir? Is something wrong?" Blackburn asked as Elrond's smile faded and turned into a grimace.
"Hmm? Oh, it is nothing you need to trouble yourself with." Elrond forced the dark thoughts from his mind and regarded Blackburn once more. "You may fell some tenderness. But there is nothing preventing you from stretching your legs." Elrond lifted Blackburn's head and helped him into a sitting position. Blackburn cast a wary glance in Elrond's direction before slowly swinging his legs over and placing his feet on the floor. Elrond took hold of Blackburn's arm and placed his other hand on his back. Blackburn slowly came up off the bed, Elrond poised to catch him if need be. Blackburn straightened his back and knees and stood upright. He didn't move for a few moments, but then his eyes grew wide, and he turned to Elrond.
"Well? How do you feel?" Elrond asked, the corners of his mouth turning up with mirth. He could see the shock written all over the young man's face.
"It..doesn't hurt, sir. I don't understand. I should still be down!"
"Like I said, the Elves have great healing knowledge. I myself have studied healing for about seven thousand years. My skill and your inner strength allowed for your quick recovery." Blackburn blinked several times.
"Seven... thousand...years..sir?" Blackburn blanched at this statement. " Yes, Elves are immortal, young Blackburn. Forgive me for not telling you earlier, but mortals tend to be rather intimidated by this, and I didn't want you feeling such while recovering from your injuries. I am sorry for startling you." Blackburn was slightly perturbed that no one told him this earlier, but he understood Elrond's reasoning.
"It's fine, sir, I understand. ...Can I go walk around?"
"Of course, but perhaps we should get you settled in your own room first. Your belongings are already there. Come." Elrond walked to the door and held it open. Blackburn took a few cautious steps, then followed Elrond out of the room. They started down the hall as the door behind them closed with a soft click. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N: Hi, sorry this update was long overdue. Like I said, midterms are a bitch. But don't worry, there is another update coming very soon. The original layout of this chapter turned out to be incredibly long, so I had to splice it in two. The next chapter is about half done, so you'll find out about Blackburn's adventures in Rivendell by the end of this week. Tah 'till then!!
A/N: Whoa, damn, I thought the idea for this story was interesting, but I didn't expect this kind of response!! Here's a few replies for ya:
James Jago: I hope you find this fic to your liking as it progresses! I'll try to keep it as accurate as possible for ya!!
Keeter: Yeah, that was my problem! I love BHD and LOTR, but could never find a crossover that didn't involve Harry Potter! Grr~!!
amy: Hmm. not much!! Maybe I should try to crossover all the TV and movie appearances he's ever made, even the UK ones!! God, if he ever read it, he'd probably tweak!!
LalaithoftheBruinen: I'm so glad to know I'm not the only one who pays attention to Orli trivia!! I was very moved by BHD as well, just knowing that this was based on true events.
Steph: I agree with you on the dropped into ME thing. I tried to write one, but the exposition got way to long and I said forget it. I hope you enjoy what's to come!!
Crystal Snowflakes: Wow, I'm so glad you reviewed for me!! I have thoroughly enjoyed all of your LOTR stuff!! Thanks very much!! And don't worry about the gun, it won't become an overused thing or a crutch.
Gyre: Why, thank you!! I will keep updating as often as I can. I'm GOING to finish this story! I don't care what it takes!!
Hellmarie: Of course they meet! It wouldn't be fun if they didn't! I'm not sure if he'll stay. Probably not. You'll just have to wait and see! Mwahahahaha!!
Lilya: Glad you think so!! Thanks!!
Vana E: Haha!! You're sharp, I wasn't expecting anyone to pick up on that!! As far as the bookverse goes, I wouldn't have it any other way. I think the movies are the greatest things in the world and totally understand why Glorfindel was not in them, but Arwen still disturbs me a bit.
Elenya2: Thank you much!! I'm interested to see how they react as well. The characters do whatever they want, I just write it down. ^_^
jane doe: Thank you.
Sarah G: I totally agree with you about the dropped into ME thing. There's so many now, they're multiplying like rabbits. Midterms are evil!! Why can't we just have an oral exam that proves that we know what we're talking about? My hand keeps cramping up with all these damn essays!!
lolly pop: Thank you very much!! I love these two movies as well, for both technical and aesthetic reasons (film student).
Beth: I had been for a while too, and I got sick of waiting. So now the characters will suffer by my hand instead of someone else. Be afraid Mirkwood prince, be afraid!
Okay, that should do it. Here is the next installment of my fic. Yay! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Blackburn opened his eyes and found himself staring at that intricate ceiling for the third time. He had been bedridden for three days so far, and every time he woke up, he was expecting to find himself back in Somalia. Everyday, and elf named Erinduil came to check his injuries. Blackburn assumed he was a nurse or something. The elf didn't talk much, but always looked at him with a wary, uncomfortable expression. He also brought in food and helped Blackburn eat. 'Cripes, even the trays here are fancy,' Blackburn thought. This still didn't seem real.
Blackburn wiggled his toes a bit, flexed his feet, and bent his knees up just a little. Ever since Lord Elrond had told him that he had almost been paralyzed, he had been testing the joints in his lower body, making sure he could still move them and feel them. He never tried to move anything above he knees though, because he felt a bit paranoid about the condition of his back. The last thing he wanted was to narrowly miss paralyzation, only to become paralyzed by moving the wrong way. As he was doing ankle rolls, Elrond walked in.
"I'm glad to see you have use of your legs," Elrond said with a smile. "Forgive me, I have not been able to check up on you personally for the past few days. We have another grievously wounded patient that required my aid." Elrond walked over to the sick bed, slid his hand under Blackburn's neck, and gently rotated his head with his other hand.
"Please don't worry about it, sir. I've been well taken care of," Blackburn replied. He didn't want Elrond to think that he demanded such attention.
"I'm surprised you haven't tried to get up yet. You are quite fit to walk."
"Fit to walk?! But, sir, you said yourself my back is broken! It's only been three days! Sir, with all due respect, how can I be expected to walk?!"
Elrond chuckled pleasantly, amused by Blackburn's unbelieving and almost panicked reaction. "Such is the healing power of the Elves, my young friend." 'Compared to a stab from a Morgul blade, a broken back is easy,' Elrond thought grimly.
"Sir? Is something wrong?" Blackburn asked as Elrond's smile faded and turned into a grimace.
"Hmm? Oh, it is nothing you need to trouble yourself with." Elrond forced the dark thoughts from his mind and regarded Blackburn once more. "You may fell some tenderness. But there is nothing preventing you from stretching your legs." Elrond lifted Blackburn's head and helped him into a sitting position. Blackburn cast a wary glance in Elrond's direction before slowly swinging his legs over and placing his feet on the floor. Elrond took hold of Blackburn's arm and placed his other hand on his back. Blackburn slowly came up off the bed, Elrond poised to catch him if need be. Blackburn straightened his back and knees and stood upright. He didn't move for a few moments, but then his eyes grew wide, and he turned to Elrond.
"Well? How do you feel?" Elrond asked, the corners of his mouth turning up with mirth. He could see the shock written all over the young man's face.
"It..doesn't hurt, sir. I don't understand. I should still be down!"
"Like I said, the Elves have great healing knowledge. I myself have studied healing for about seven thousand years. My skill and your inner strength allowed for your quick recovery." Blackburn blinked several times.
"Seven... thousand...years..sir?" Blackburn blanched at this statement. " Yes, Elves are immortal, young Blackburn. Forgive me for not telling you earlier, but mortals tend to be rather intimidated by this, and I didn't want you feeling such while recovering from your injuries. I am sorry for startling you." Blackburn was slightly perturbed that no one told him this earlier, but he understood Elrond's reasoning.
"It's fine, sir, I understand. ...Can I go walk around?"
"Of course, but perhaps we should get you settled in your own room first. Your belongings are already there. Come." Elrond walked to the door and held it open. Blackburn took a few cautious steps, then followed Elrond out of the room. They started down the hall as the door behind them closed with a soft click. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N: Hi, sorry this update was long overdue. Like I said, midterms are a bitch. But don't worry, there is another update coming very soon. The original layout of this chapter turned out to be incredibly long, so I had to splice it in two. The next chapter is about half done, so you'll find out about Blackburn's adventures in Rivendell by the end of this week. Tah 'till then!!