Chapter 6
~Here we go, another chappy for you. Took me long enough! ~
"Lady Faith? This letter just arrived for you." My chambermaid, Veseva, said giving me a letter at the same time.
"Thank you, Veseva."
I opened it, and started to read. It was from my friends Morticia, Roona and Emu in England.
Faith,
Your parents have just told us. We thought we better let you know that you have cancer. Your doctor thinks it's terminal.
Don't conceive a child now. It may be born with cancer, or worse, die.
Faith, come home. We really miss you. On the other hand, if you can't, get us there.
Hoping to see you soon,
Roona, Morticia and Emu.
I folded the letter.
So that was my child's future. To either die or be born with cancer. That was also my future. To die.
I just wanted to be alone at that moment, but Veseva had other ideas.
"Lady Faith? Prince Legolas is here to see you." She said, showing him in, then leaving.
"Legolas, go away. I just need to be alone." I said, trying to stop the tears.
"Faith? Is all this from the Council?" He asked.
Men! Even the nicest could be so unseeing at times!
"No. I'm over that." I said.
"Then what is it?"
He spotted the letter. Quickly, as if he expected me to stop him, he picked it up.
After reading it, he asked, "What's cancer? Why would it hurt our baby?"
"It's a disease that kills in my world. If you have cancer and you conceive a child, there's a high chance it will be stillborn - born dead - or not live very long. Legolas, I must do something. I must stop our child from dying."
"Go and see Lord Elrond. He can help." Legolas replied. Somehow, I didn't think it would help.
"You don't have anything like this here.
"Legolas, I'm dying. If I'm going to die, where better than with the Fellowship?" I asked.
"Did you plan this? Did you plan it so you could get into the Fellowship?" He replied.
"How can you say such a thing? I'd never do anything to hurt my baby! I know what's going to happen. I just want to save a few lives, that's all." I just wanted to help Gandalf, and Boromir, and Haldir. Not to mention all those humans at Helm's Deep.
"What do you mean, save a few lives?"
"Legolas, people are going to die." I said, choosing my words carefully.
"I just want to help, to stop it."
"And I just want you to be safe. I don't want you or our baby to die."
"Legolas, we may both die anyway. How is that going to make you feel? Leaving with the Fellowship, to come back in about. well, I don't know how long, but to find when you come back that both my baby and me are dead? That the last words you ever said to me was that I couldn't go with you, couldn't take my last breath of life with you?
"Legolas, I love you. And I'm dying. I don't want to die alone."
"Faith, if you die, I shall die as well."
"Legolas, we won't have a choice. Cancer doesn't.. it doesn't wait." The tears were now flowing freely down my cheeks.
"Legolas?" Aragorn walked into my room. "I was told you would be here. Gandalf wishes to see us."
Legolas looked at me, and then kissed me. "I'll see you later."
I watched him go, but then I had an idea.
I was going to see Phoebe.
~
"Glorfindel? Where's Phoebe?" I asked.
"In her room in the South side." He answered, running past me.
"Diola lle! {Thank you!}" I called after him.
~
Just outside Phoebe's room, I paused. I hadn't seen her for what was two years in our world, would there still be hard feelings between us?
You see, she tied me up in a cupboard, and Legolas shot her with an arrow last time I saw her.
Suddenly, she opened the door. "Faith!" She cried, pulling me into a hug. "What are you doing here?!"
"No hard feelings?" I asked.
"No hard feelings. What's going on? You look like you've been crying." She replied.
"I just came to ask." I trailed off as I noticed the two-carat Harry- Winston on her ring finger. "What the hell is that?! It looks like a Harry- Winston!"
"Don't be mad. I got married." She said, taking my hand and sitting me down in a chair.
"I'm not mad. To whom?" I said, calming down.
"To Glorfindel, who else? Anyway, what's up?" she asked
"How did we get to Middle-Earth?"
"We thought about living here, and suddenly we were here. Why? You're not thinking about leaving, are you?" She replied.
"No, no, it's just. if we got here by thinking about it, surely we can get other people here?" I asked.
"I don't know, why?"
I handed Phoebe my letter, which I had picked up as an afterthought.
"Oh, Faith. Is this why you were crying?" She said after reading the letter.
"Yeah. I thought maybe if I brought them here, they could help me."
"I always liked them. I told them I wasn't you, and they didn't desert me. They did the opposite, and stuck by me. They came to my wedding." Phoebe said.
"Shall I bring them here?" I asked.
"Yes. Shall we do it together?" She replied.
"OK."
We settled down on her bed, and held hands. It was almost automatic that particles started forming behind Phoebe.
"Is it working?" She asked me.
"You could say that." I replied, as the particles began to gather into the forms of four people.
Four?
As immediately as it started, the hazy forms sharpened into the figures of Roona, Emu, Morticia and (to my horror) my mortal (being the operative word now) enemy, Amanda.
"Faith!" Roona shouted and proceeded to glomp me. (A/N - Glomping is when you go up to someone, and go 'whom', and throw your arms around them. If I'm wrong, I'm sure Legiodith will correct me.)
"Eep. Roona, can I have my air back? I don't want to die yet." I said to her.
"Oh, Faith, I'm sorry." She replied, letting me go and hugging me properly.
Emu and Morticia came to join in the hug, and Emu dragged Phoebe in.
We all broke apart and Emu said, "Oh, Fai, don't cry!" and Morticia started to tickle me.
Laughing, I held her off and spotted Amanda. "What's she doing here?" I asked.
"Fai, it's a trick! Don't believe anything Phoe-" she was cut off as Phoebe placed electrical tape over her mouth.
"Where did you get that?" Morticia asked.
"My bag. Anyway.
"Muahaha." Phoebe said.
~#~
Well, I'm all typed out for today.
Dedicated to Roona, Morticia and Emu, three good friends of mine.
PLEEEEEEEASSSSSSSSSEEEEEEEE review!
OK, it just came to me. I haven't put a disclaimer on this yet, have I?
OK. Roona, Emu and Morticia don't belong to me, they belong to their human counterparts. Legolas and anyone that you recognise from LOTR are not mine, they are works of J. R. R. Tolkien's brilliant mind. Faith, Phoebe and Amanda and the little one are mine. If you have any ideas for baby names, please tell me in your review.
Just to clarify, Phoebe and Faith were transported to Middle-Earth, and Phoebe went home after Legolas shot her to take over Faith's life while Faith stayed in ME. It makes sense, really it does!
Signing out for now,
JB
~Here we go, another chappy for you. Took me long enough! ~
"Lady Faith? This letter just arrived for you." My chambermaid, Veseva, said giving me a letter at the same time.
"Thank you, Veseva."
I opened it, and started to read. It was from my friends Morticia, Roona and Emu in England.
Faith,
Your parents have just told us. We thought we better let you know that you have cancer. Your doctor thinks it's terminal.
Don't conceive a child now. It may be born with cancer, or worse, die.
Faith, come home. We really miss you. On the other hand, if you can't, get us there.
Hoping to see you soon,
Roona, Morticia and Emu.
I folded the letter.
So that was my child's future. To either die or be born with cancer. That was also my future. To die.
I just wanted to be alone at that moment, but Veseva had other ideas.
"Lady Faith? Prince Legolas is here to see you." She said, showing him in, then leaving.
"Legolas, go away. I just need to be alone." I said, trying to stop the tears.
"Faith? Is all this from the Council?" He asked.
Men! Even the nicest could be so unseeing at times!
"No. I'm over that." I said.
"Then what is it?"
He spotted the letter. Quickly, as if he expected me to stop him, he picked it up.
After reading it, he asked, "What's cancer? Why would it hurt our baby?"
"It's a disease that kills in my world. If you have cancer and you conceive a child, there's a high chance it will be stillborn - born dead - or not live very long. Legolas, I must do something. I must stop our child from dying."
"Go and see Lord Elrond. He can help." Legolas replied. Somehow, I didn't think it would help.
"You don't have anything like this here.
"Legolas, I'm dying. If I'm going to die, where better than with the Fellowship?" I asked.
"Did you plan this? Did you plan it so you could get into the Fellowship?" He replied.
"How can you say such a thing? I'd never do anything to hurt my baby! I know what's going to happen. I just want to save a few lives, that's all." I just wanted to help Gandalf, and Boromir, and Haldir. Not to mention all those humans at Helm's Deep.
"What do you mean, save a few lives?"
"Legolas, people are going to die." I said, choosing my words carefully.
"I just want to help, to stop it."
"And I just want you to be safe. I don't want you or our baby to die."
"Legolas, we may both die anyway. How is that going to make you feel? Leaving with the Fellowship, to come back in about. well, I don't know how long, but to find when you come back that both my baby and me are dead? That the last words you ever said to me was that I couldn't go with you, couldn't take my last breath of life with you?
"Legolas, I love you. And I'm dying. I don't want to die alone."
"Faith, if you die, I shall die as well."
"Legolas, we won't have a choice. Cancer doesn't.. it doesn't wait." The tears were now flowing freely down my cheeks.
"Legolas?" Aragorn walked into my room. "I was told you would be here. Gandalf wishes to see us."
Legolas looked at me, and then kissed me. "I'll see you later."
I watched him go, but then I had an idea.
I was going to see Phoebe.
~
"Glorfindel? Where's Phoebe?" I asked.
"In her room in the South side." He answered, running past me.
"Diola lle! {Thank you!}" I called after him.
~
Just outside Phoebe's room, I paused. I hadn't seen her for what was two years in our world, would there still be hard feelings between us?
You see, she tied me up in a cupboard, and Legolas shot her with an arrow last time I saw her.
Suddenly, she opened the door. "Faith!" She cried, pulling me into a hug. "What are you doing here?!"
"No hard feelings?" I asked.
"No hard feelings. What's going on? You look like you've been crying." She replied.
"I just came to ask." I trailed off as I noticed the two-carat Harry- Winston on her ring finger. "What the hell is that?! It looks like a Harry- Winston!"
"Don't be mad. I got married." She said, taking my hand and sitting me down in a chair.
"I'm not mad. To whom?" I said, calming down.
"To Glorfindel, who else? Anyway, what's up?" she asked
"How did we get to Middle-Earth?"
"We thought about living here, and suddenly we were here. Why? You're not thinking about leaving, are you?" She replied.
"No, no, it's just. if we got here by thinking about it, surely we can get other people here?" I asked.
"I don't know, why?"
I handed Phoebe my letter, which I had picked up as an afterthought.
"Oh, Faith. Is this why you were crying?" She said after reading the letter.
"Yeah. I thought maybe if I brought them here, they could help me."
"I always liked them. I told them I wasn't you, and they didn't desert me. They did the opposite, and stuck by me. They came to my wedding." Phoebe said.
"Shall I bring them here?" I asked.
"Yes. Shall we do it together?" She replied.
"OK."
We settled down on her bed, and held hands. It was almost automatic that particles started forming behind Phoebe.
"Is it working?" She asked me.
"You could say that." I replied, as the particles began to gather into the forms of four people.
Four?
As immediately as it started, the hazy forms sharpened into the figures of Roona, Emu, Morticia and (to my horror) my mortal (being the operative word now) enemy, Amanda.
"Faith!" Roona shouted and proceeded to glomp me. (A/N - Glomping is when you go up to someone, and go 'whom', and throw your arms around them. If I'm wrong, I'm sure Legiodith will correct me.)
"Eep. Roona, can I have my air back? I don't want to die yet." I said to her.
"Oh, Faith, I'm sorry." She replied, letting me go and hugging me properly.
Emu and Morticia came to join in the hug, and Emu dragged Phoebe in.
We all broke apart and Emu said, "Oh, Fai, don't cry!" and Morticia started to tickle me.
Laughing, I held her off and spotted Amanda. "What's she doing here?" I asked.
"Fai, it's a trick! Don't believe anything Phoe-" she was cut off as Phoebe placed electrical tape over her mouth.
"Where did you get that?" Morticia asked.
"My bag. Anyway.
"Muahaha." Phoebe said.
~#~
Well, I'm all typed out for today.
Dedicated to Roona, Morticia and Emu, three good friends of mine.
PLEEEEEEEASSSSSSSSSEEEEEEEE review!
OK, it just came to me. I haven't put a disclaimer on this yet, have I?
OK. Roona, Emu and Morticia don't belong to me, they belong to their human counterparts. Legolas and anyone that you recognise from LOTR are not mine, they are works of J. R. R. Tolkien's brilliant mind. Faith, Phoebe and Amanda and the little one are mine. If you have any ideas for baby names, please tell me in your review.
Just to clarify, Phoebe and Faith were transported to Middle-Earth, and Phoebe went home after Legolas shot her to take over Faith's life while Faith stayed in ME. It makes sense, really it does!
Signing out for now,
JB