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~*Chapter 10- Baseball*~
~*Aragorn POV*~
I awoke to see that I was in a room I did not recognize. It was very white. I tried to look around, but soon fell back into a dreamless sleep.
* * *
I woke to the sounds of someone in the room. I opened my eyes slowly, and saw someone switching a bag that had a tube that led to my arm. I sat up quickly. The person turned around.
"Ah, you have awoken," the woman said.
Who are you?" I asked, lying back down to try to stop the dizziness in my head.
"I am a nurse. My name is Carol," she answered.
"Where am I?" I did not like the tube in my arm. I could almost feel the liquid going through my body.
"You're in a hospital. You only have a few cuts, but we had to make sure you were all right. I'm afraid your friends weren't as lucky," she said, seeming to wonder if she should be telling me this.
Liz! The thought sprang to my mind. She wasn't, she couldn't be. I had to see her; I had to make sure she was all right. I had to.
"May I see them?"
"No, the doctor needs to see you first. You may be able to see them this afternoon."
This afternoon! I couldn't wait that long. I felt fine, except for a slight headache, but it was nothing.
The "doctor" came in minutes later. He asked how I was feeling and I told him of my headache. He gave me some odd, circular things. He told me to drink water and swallow them. I did not trust the man, but did as I was told so that he might let me see Liz.
"Now may I see my friends?" I asked, after swallowing the foul tasting tablets.
"I'll make you a deal. I know what you need is rest, so if you sleep, and I mean actually sleep, none of that just laying on the bed stuff, for an hour, I suppose I can let you see them."
"Sir, you have yourself a deal," I said, eager to go anything to see my friends.
As the doctor left the room, I turned over and went to sleep. Right before I closed my eyes, I noticed the tube in my left arm was gone.
* * *
"Where are they?" I asked the nurse.
"Um, Luke is in room 214," she said. Upon seeing my blank look, she added, "Go down this hall, and look on your left side. There should be a room with the number 214 written on the door." With that, she left and left me figure it out.
I walked down the hall, trying to ignore the smell of the place. It was.too clean of a smell.
I entered the room, and saw Legolas sitting up. His arm was in a cloth sling.
"Legolas, are you okay?" I asked, frantic.
"Of course I am. You seem to have forgotten that elves can heal quickly. I'm waiting for a "doctor" to come in and make sure my arm is fine," he answered calmly.
His confidence relaxed me. When I asked if he had heard of either of the girls, he just nodded.
We talked a little, but mainly sat in silence. A man came in to check Legolas. The "doctor", a different man from the one I had seen before, seemed a little surprised to see how quickly Legolas had healed.
"Amazing. Truly remarkable," he commented. Legolas rolled his eyes and I stifled a laugh.
The man left, telling Legolas he had to rest for a couple of hours before he could leave his bed. From the look on his face, I could tell Legolas was not happy with this. I left, but only after Legolas assured me he was all right. We agreed Legolas would check up on Tracy and I on Liz.
After being informed by another nurse, I went up a staircase and turned into the hall. The numbers flashed by me ...327.328.329.330... ah, there it was, 331. I entered the room quietly, and immediately saw Liz. She was pale, and her eyes were closed. There was an annoying beeping sound in the room. I searched, and my eyes found the source, a machine with lights. A green line was on the front, and every so often, the line spiked. Each time it did, it beeped.
I drew my attention back to Liz. I pulled a chair up to the side of the bed and sat down.
"Oh Liz, Liz," I whispered, stroking her cheek. My heart fell when she did not react at all to my touch. I had know, deep down, that she was unconscious, but until that moment, I guess I had not truly believed it. A doctor came in and started writing things down on a paper that was on a piece of wood.
"What is wrong with her?" I asked the man.
"Oh, she's fine. She is unconscious, but nothing severe," he answered promptly.
"Oh, good."
The man left the room and I continued to watch Liz. I laid my head and my arms on the edge of the bed and closed my eyes.
* * *
I awoke with a start. I looked around to see what had pulled me from my slumber. Liz moved again.
"Liz?" I whispered, taking her hand in mine.
"Yeah," she groaned, stretching.
"Oh, thank the Valar. I am glad you are awake."
"Aragorn?" she asked, blinking her eyes open.
"Yes, my darling, it is I."
"How long have you been there?"
"Um, no longer than a couple of hours," I answered.
"How's Tracy?"
"I don't know," I said sheepishly. "Though I assure you Legolas is checking up on her."
"Will you do me a favor?" she asked.
"Anything," I said, eager to help.
"Check on her. I'll be fine."
As I left the room, I turned to see her fast asleep.
I was informed where to find Tracy, and entered the room. I saw Legolas sitting by the bed beside a sleeping Tracy.
"How is she?" I asked and Legolas turned his head.
"She had two broken ribs and has several scrapes. She is conscious, but sleeping," he replied.
"Had broken ribs," I repeated. "Legolas, did you heal her?"
Legolas's grin was my reply.
I should have known Legolas wouldn't be able to watch her lie there injured. That elf cannot stop him self from healing anything. I laughed internally as I remember the time Legolas tried to heal Pippin when he had a hangnail.
* * *
We walked out of the hospital, hopped on a bus and headed home. When we got there, Tracy and Legolas went into the kitchen to make chicken.
Liz went into the bedroom and I sat on the couch. I was still wondering about the "hospital." It was much like the Halls of Healing. I knew Liz was the only one of us not completely healed. Not that she was injured, she just needed more sleep. The doctor said this would probably only last a day or two.
I went to check on Liz, only to find her lying there, awake, her back to me.
"I know you're there, Aragorn," Liz said, just as I was turning to leave.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you were sleeping. I'll just leave now."
"No, you don't have to. I can't sleep anyway," she said, turning over to see me.
I walked over and laid on the other side of the bed. We lied there in silence, embracing each other.
"Aragorn?"
"Yes," I answered.
"Do you miss Middle Earth? I mean, do you miss Elrond, or Elladan, or Elrohir?"
Aw, she's so sweet. I gently kissed her and she deepened the kiss.
"You still haven't answered my question," she said in mock anger.
I replied, without hesitation, "I miss it a little, but if I went back, I would miss you more."
This was followed by another kiss.
"Aragorn, I love you."
"I love you, too."
"Aww, how sweet," I heard a sarcastic voice say. I turned to see Tracy and Legolas standing in the doorway.
"It's time for dinner," Tracy said, and she led the way to the kitchen.
Dinner was delicious, and I could not believe that Legolas helped. That elf can hardly make soup!
"So, what are we doing tomorrow?" Legolas asked the two girls.
"Well, tomorrow is Saturday, so we don't have to work," Tracy started.
"And I got us tickets to see a baseball game. The Boston Red Sox are playing the New York Yankees. The Red Sox are my favorite team; Tracy doesn't have a favorite team," Liz finished, grinning.
"That sounds nice," I said, wondering what baseball was. It was obviously a game of some sort.
"Well, goodnight guys," Liz said, before kissing me and going to her room.
I settled down on the Lay-Z-Boy, and fell asleep after a couple of minutes.
* * *
"Aragorn? Aragorn. ARAGORN! Wake up!" bellowed Legolas.
"What!?" I said, jumping out of the chair.
"You've been asleep nearly all morning," Legolas answered.
"Oh."
"Well, go get changed already," said Tracy, popping her head out of her bedroom.
"All right," I answered, going to get some clothes. I picked out tan colored shorts, with many pockets, and a white shirt with sleeves that were short.
"There," I said to Legolas. He was wearing denim shorts, and a red shirt, also with sleeves that were short.
"Looking good," said Liz, kissing my cheek. As she backed away, I saw she was also wearing tan shorts, but hers were shorter than mine, with less pockets. Her shirt was a darkish blue, with bright red writing on it. The front had the words "Red Sox" and "5" on it, in the upper right corner. The back of her shirt had the words "Garciaparra" written on it, along with another, larger number "5."
"What does Garciaparra mean, Liz?" I asked.
"Oh, Garciaparra is a guy's last name. His full name is Nomar Garciaparra. He is shortstop for the Boston Red Sox. I know you probably don't get that, but that's as clear as I can make it. Sorry," she apologized.
Just then Tracy came out. Unlike Liz, she was wearing a light pink tank top and denim shorts.
"Liz, we have to go in, like, 20 minutes," she said.
Okay, okay," Liz answered, going into the bathroom.
"Geez, she is always sleeping in like that," Tracy said, pulling on a hat that had a rim only in the front and a large hole in the top.
"Wow, another thing you two have in common," Legolas said sarcastically to me.
I gave him and angry look and slowly shook my head at him.
"Now, I'll be ready once I get my glove," said Liz, rushing past me, and searching through a closet.
"Get mine too please," said Tracy, putting her hair into a high ponytail with a piece of cloth that was stretchy and a complete circle.
"Found them," Liz said, pulling out two brown objects, one darker than the other. "Here," she said, handing the lighter one the Tracy.
"What is that?" Legolas asked, pointing.
"It's a baseball glove," responded Tracy. "You wear it on your hand to catch balls. Like, if the ball they are using in this game is hit into the stand by accident, you can catch it easier and it won't hurt if you wear a glove," she added.
I think I understood, though I wondered how big the ball was.
"Now I'm ready," Liz said, closing the closet door. As she turned around, I saw she had put her hair up while she was in the bathroom. It was in two low braids that hung down her back. There was a blue cloth, folded in a triangle, with a white design on it, wrapped around her head. The long part of the triangle was facing the front, starting in the middle of her head, and the point nestled in the middle of the two braids. It was tied just above the braids. Then in the front, there were two pieces of hair, not in the braids, that just reached her chin. She looked wonderful.
"Great. Took you long enough, though," Tracy said, sarcastically.
I saw Liz give Tracy a look similar to the one I have given to Legolas earlier that day.
"Whatever. Let's just go. Oh, and I think we should take the bus, seeing what happened that last time someone here drove," Liz shot back.
A tense couple of seconds passed in silence, as Liz and Tracy glared at each other. Then they both grinned.
"Well, I don't mind taking the bus, I guess," Tracy said, giggling.
"Okay," said Liz.
"But, just for the record," Tracy started, "It wasn't my fault we got in an accident. We were hit by a drunk driver."
"We're going to be late if we don't hurry up." Liz said, glancing at her watch.
"We walked out of the room, and Tracy locked the door. We raced down the stairs (Legolas and I tied) and hopped on a bus. I was no longer afraid of it, and we each took a seat.
"This is our stop," Liz said after awhile, standing up.
We walked for a block or two, and we were slowly seeing more and more people. Liz and I were holding hands, more not to be separated than anything else.
All of a sudden, I looked up to see a huge building.
"Come on," said Liz, leading me closer to it.
She handed a man two paper things. He ripped them in half and gave her two halves back.
"Enjoy the game," he said.
"Thank you," I said.
"We have to wait for Legolas and Tracy to catch up with us," Liz said to me.
"All right."
A couple of minutes later they showed up.
"Let's go to our seats," Tracy suggested.
We walked down many halls, and turned into another one. When we emerged, I saw thousands and thousands of seats filled with people. I walked wide-eyed behind Liz and Tracy. We walked down an aisle of seats, and sat down. I looked around. Liz explained to me the different parts of the field.
From what I understood, we were between home plate and first base. I could tell we were about 15 or 20 rows back. The game had not started yet and the players were practicing and stretching.
"The game will start any moment now. See what happens is one guy at a time will go up to home plate with a stick. Another guy, on the opposite team, will throw the ball to him. If it is a good throw, the first guy will try to hit it with his stick," Liz explained, "You with me so far?"
I nodded.
"Good. Now if the guy hits the ball, and one of the players on the other team catches it, then he's out. There are 3 outs per team each time up. Now, another thing is that after he hits it, he runs to first base, Then, as more and more people hit the ball, he runs to second base, third base, and home plate. But, if someone one the other team tags him or the base he's running to before he gets there, he is also out. Are you lost?"
"No, surprisingly."
"Okay, there is just a little bit more to know," Liz continued, "Each team has three outs per inning. There are 9 innings in a game. If it is tied at the end of the 9th inning, then they add another inning. There, that's the basics of baseball."
"Thank you."
"No problem."
The game started.
* * *
It was the end of the 5th inning. The Boston Red Sox had 7 points and the New York Yankees had 5 points. Liz and Tracy stood up.
"Where are we going?" Legolas asked.
"Well, I thought we could go grab something to eat and maybe get you guys some souvenirs or something," responded Tracy.
"Oh, all right," Legolas said, standing up
We walked up the stairs and out into the big hall. Tracy paid a man some of the green paper, and he handed her four cups and four packages. We headed back to our seats and stopped at another shop. There, Liz gave a woman more of the paper and she gave Liz two shirts.
The shirts were dark blue like Liz's, but they had white lettering. On the front there was an overlapping N and Y in the upper right hand corner. On the back of one there was the name Giambi above the number 25. On the back of the other was the name Almonte above the number 11.
Liz put each of them in a bag and handed one to Legolas and one to me.
"Thank you," we both said.
We went back to our seats to find the next inning had already finished. We sat down and Tracy handed out the cups and packages. I recognized the drink. It was Coke, like we had had at the mall. I unwrapped the package. I looked like a piece of meat wrapped in bread.
"Hot dog," Liz said, gesturing for me to take a bit. I did, and it tasted pretty good.
I finished the drink and the hot dog and turned my attention back to the game.
I saw Liz put on the "glove" out of the corner of my eye.
This "inning" was rather uneventful and the 8th inning came.
The Boston Red Sox were hitting. The man threw the ball and the player swung his stick. The stick hit the ball, but the ball went up in the air, into the stands.
Nearly everyone around us stood up, including me.
I did not fear the ball as it floated above everyone.
I saw it come down, and stuck my arm out. With my outstretched hand, I clasped my fingers around the ball.
All around me, people were cheering.
"Aragorn, look," Liz said, pointing to a huge screen on the other side of the field. On the screen was a moving picture of me. I was so shocked I nearly dropped the ball. I recovered myself, and waved. Then I sat down.
The rest of the game was pretty uneventful, and ended with something called a "grand slam" hit by the Boston Red Sox. The final score was Boston Red Sox, 12, New York Yankees, 10.
Liz was very happy because the Red Sox had won. As we left the building and were walking to get on a bus, I said to her, "Here, I want you to have this," and pulled the ball out of one of my many pockets.
"Really?"
I nodded.
"Thank you," she said, and gave me a hug.
We hopped on a bus and headed home.
***A/N- Well there you go, another chapter. Written by Jess, so if u didn't like it, complain to her. jk Well, I'll probably update soon since the next chapter's pretty short. Well, Later Dayz!
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~*Chapter 10- Baseball*~
~*Aragorn POV*~
I awoke to see that I was in a room I did not recognize. It was very white. I tried to look around, but soon fell back into a dreamless sleep.
* * *
I woke to the sounds of someone in the room. I opened my eyes slowly, and saw someone switching a bag that had a tube that led to my arm. I sat up quickly. The person turned around.
"Ah, you have awoken," the woman said.
Who are you?" I asked, lying back down to try to stop the dizziness in my head.
"I am a nurse. My name is Carol," she answered.
"Where am I?" I did not like the tube in my arm. I could almost feel the liquid going through my body.
"You're in a hospital. You only have a few cuts, but we had to make sure you were all right. I'm afraid your friends weren't as lucky," she said, seeming to wonder if she should be telling me this.
Liz! The thought sprang to my mind. She wasn't, she couldn't be. I had to see her; I had to make sure she was all right. I had to.
"May I see them?"
"No, the doctor needs to see you first. You may be able to see them this afternoon."
This afternoon! I couldn't wait that long. I felt fine, except for a slight headache, but it was nothing.
The "doctor" came in minutes later. He asked how I was feeling and I told him of my headache. He gave me some odd, circular things. He told me to drink water and swallow them. I did not trust the man, but did as I was told so that he might let me see Liz.
"Now may I see my friends?" I asked, after swallowing the foul tasting tablets.
"I'll make you a deal. I know what you need is rest, so if you sleep, and I mean actually sleep, none of that just laying on the bed stuff, for an hour, I suppose I can let you see them."
"Sir, you have yourself a deal," I said, eager to go anything to see my friends.
As the doctor left the room, I turned over and went to sleep. Right before I closed my eyes, I noticed the tube in my left arm was gone.
* * *
"Where are they?" I asked the nurse.
"Um, Luke is in room 214," she said. Upon seeing my blank look, she added, "Go down this hall, and look on your left side. There should be a room with the number 214 written on the door." With that, she left and left me figure it out.
I walked down the hall, trying to ignore the smell of the place. It was.too clean of a smell.
I entered the room, and saw Legolas sitting up. His arm was in a cloth sling.
"Legolas, are you okay?" I asked, frantic.
"Of course I am. You seem to have forgotten that elves can heal quickly. I'm waiting for a "doctor" to come in and make sure my arm is fine," he answered calmly.
His confidence relaxed me. When I asked if he had heard of either of the girls, he just nodded.
We talked a little, but mainly sat in silence. A man came in to check Legolas. The "doctor", a different man from the one I had seen before, seemed a little surprised to see how quickly Legolas had healed.
"Amazing. Truly remarkable," he commented. Legolas rolled his eyes and I stifled a laugh.
The man left, telling Legolas he had to rest for a couple of hours before he could leave his bed. From the look on his face, I could tell Legolas was not happy with this. I left, but only after Legolas assured me he was all right. We agreed Legolas would check up on Tracy and I on Liz.
After being informed by another nurse, I went up a staircase and turned into the hall. The numbers flashed by me ...327.328.329.330... ah, there it was, 331. I entered the room quietly, and immediately saw Liz. She was pale, and her eyes were closed. There was an annoying beeping sound in the room. I searched, and my eyes found the source, a machine with lights. A green line was on the front, and every so often, the line spiked. Each time it did, it beeped.
I drew my attention back to Liz. I pulled a chair up to the side of the bed and sat down.
"Oh Liz, Liz," I whispered, stroking her cheek. My heart fell when she did not react at all to my touch. I had know, deep down, that she was unconscious, but until that moment, I guess I had not truly believed it. A doctor came in and started writing things down on a paper that was on a piece of wood.
"What is wrong with her?" I asked the man.
"Oh, she's fine. She is unconscious, but nothing severe," he answered promptly.
"Oh, good."
The man left the room and I continued to watch Liz. I laid my head and my arms on the edge of the bed and closed my eyes.
* * *
I awoke with a start. I looked around to see what had pulled me from my slumber. Liz moved again.
"Liz?" I whispered, taking her hand in mine.
"Yeah," she groaned, stretching.
"Oh, thank the Valar. I am glad you are awake."
"Aragorn?" she asked, blinking her eyes open.
"Yes, my darling, it is I."
"How long have you been there?"
"Um, no longer than a couple of hours," I answered.
"How's Tracy?"
"I don't know," I said sheepishly. "Though I assure you Legolas is checking up on her."
"Will you do me a favor?" she asked.
"Anything," I said, eager to help.
"Check on her. I'll be fine."
As I left the room, I turned to see her fast asleep.
I was informed where to find Tracy, and entered the room. I saw Legolas sitting by the bed beside a sleeping Tracy.
"How is she?" I asked and Legolas turned his head.
"She had two broken ribs and has several scrapes. She is conscious, but sleeping," he replied.
"Had broken ribs," I repeated. "Legolas, did you heal her?"
Legolas's grin was my reply.
I should have known Legolas wouldn't be able to watch her lie there injured. That elf cannot stop him self from healing anything. I laughed internally as I remember the time Legolas tried to heal Pippin when he had a hangnail.
* * *
We walked out of the hospital, hopped on a bus and headed home. When we got there, Tracy and Legolas went into the kitchen to make chicken.
Liz went into the bedroom and I sat on the couch. I was still wondering about the "hospital." It was much like the Halls of Healing. I knew Liz was the only one of us not completely healed. Not that she was injured, she just needed more sleep. The doctor said this would probably only last a day or two.
I went to check on Liz, only to find her lying there, awake, her back to me.
"I know you're there, Aragorn," Liz said, just as I was turning to leave.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you were sleeping. I'll just leave now."
"No, you don't have to. I can't sleep anyway," she said, turning over to see me.
I walked over and laid on the other side of the bed. We lied there in silence, embracing each other.
"Aragorn?"
"Yes," I answered.
"Do you miss Middle Earth? I mean, do you miss Elrond, or Elladan, or Elrohir?"
Aw, she's so sweet. I gently kissed her and she deepened the kiss.
"You still haven't answered my question," she said in mock anger.
I replied, without hesitation, "I miss it a little, but if I went back, I would miss you more."
This was followed by another kiss.
"Aragorn, I love you."
"I love you, too."
"Aww, how sweet," I heard a sarcastic voice say. I turned to see Tracy and Legolas standing in the doorway.
"It's time for dinner," Tracy said, and she led the way to the kitchen.
Dinner was delicious, and I could not believe that Legolas helped. That elf can hardly make soup!
"So, what are we doing tomorrow?" Legolas asked the two girls.
"Well, tomorrow is Saturday, so we don't have to work," Tracy started.
"And I got us tickets to see a baseball game. The Boston Red Sox are playing the New York Yankees. The Red Sox are my favorite team; Tracy doesn't have a favorite team," Liz finished, grinning.
"That sounds nice," I said, wondering what baseball was. It was obviously a game of some sort.
"Well, goodnight guys," Liz said, before kissing me and going to her room.
I settled down on the Lay-Z-Boy, and fell asleep after a couple of minutes.
* * *
"Aragorn? Aragorn. ARAGORN! Wake up!" bellowed Legolas.
"What!?" I said, jumping out of the chair.
"You've been asleep nearly all morning," Legolas answered.
"Oh."
"Well, go get changed already," said Tracy, popping her head out of her bedroom.
"All right," I answered, going to get some clothes. I picked out tan colored shorts, with many pockets, and a white shirt with sleeves that were short.
"There," I said to Legolas. He was wearing denim shorts, and a red shirt, also with sleeves that were short.
"Looking good," said Liz, kissing my cheek. As she backed away, I saw she was also wearing tan shorts, but hers were shorter than mine, with less pockets. Her shirt was a darkish blue, with bright red writing on it. The front had the words "Red Sox" and "5" on it, in the upper right corner. The back of her shirt had the words "Garciaparra" written on it, along with another, larger number "5."
"What does Garciaparra mean, Liz?" I asked.
"Oh, Garciaparra is a guy's last name. His full name is Nomar Garciaparra. He is shortstop for the Boston Red Sox. I know you probably don't get that, but that's as clear as I can make it. Sorry," she apologized.
Just then Tracy came out. Unlike Liz, she was wearing a light pink tank top and denim shorts.
"Liz, we have to go in, like, 20 minutes," she said.
Okay, okay," Liz answered, going into the bathroom.
"Geez, she is always sleeping in like that," Tracy said, pulling on a hat that had a rim only in the front and a large hole in the top.
"Wow, another thing you two have in common," Legolas said sarcastically to me.
I gave him and angry look and slowly shook my head at him.
"Now, I'll be ready once I get my glove," said Liz, rushing past me, and searching through a closet.
"Get mine too please," said Tracy, putting her hair into a high ponytail with a piece of cloth that was stretchy and a complete circle.
"Found them," Liz said, pulling out two brown objects, one darker than the other. "Here," she said, handing the lighter one the Tracy.
"What is that?" Legolas asked, pointing.
"It's a baseball glove," responded Tracy. "You wear it on your hand to catch balls. Like, if the ball they are using in this game is hit into the stand by accident, you can catch it easier and it won't hurt if you wear a glove," she added.
I think I understood, though I wondered how big the ball was.
"Now I'm ready," Liz said, closing the closet door. As she turned around, I saw she had put her hair up while she was in the bathroom. It was in two low braids that hung down her back. There was a blue cloth, folded in a triangle, with a white design on it, wrapped around her head. The long part of the triangle was facing the front, starting in the middle of her head, and the point nestled in the middle of the two braids. It was tied just above the braids. Then in the front, there were two pieces of hair, not in the braids, that just reached her chin. She looked wonderful.
"Great. Took you long enough, though," Tracy said, sarcastically.
I saw Liz give Tracy a look similar to the one I have given to Legolas earlier that day.
"Whatever. Let's just go. Oh, and I think we should take the bus, seeing what happened that last time someone here drove," Liz shot back.
A tense couple of seconds passed in silence, as Liz and Tracy glared at each other. Then they both grinned.
"Well, I don't mind taking the bus, I guess," Tracy said, giggling.
"Okay," said Liz.
"But, just for the record," Tracy started, "It wasn't my fault we got in an accident. We were hit by a drunk driver."
"We're going to be late if we don't hurry up." Liz said, glancing at her watch.
"We walked out of the room, and Tracy locked the door. We raced down the stairs (Legolas and I tied) and hopped on a bus. I was no longer afraid of it, and we each took a seat.
"This is our stop," Liz said after awhile, standing up.
We walked for a block or two, and we were slowly seeing more and more people. Liz and I were holding hands, more not to be separated than anything else.
All of a sudden, I looked up to see a huge building.
"Come on," said Liz, leading me closer to it.
She handed a man two paper things. He ripped them in half and gave her two halves back.
"Enjoy the game," he said.
"Thank you," I said.
"We have to wait for Legolas and Tracy to catch up with us," Liz said to me.
"All right."
A couple of minutes later they showed up.
"Let's go to our seats," Tracy suggested.
We walked down many halls, and turned into another one. When we emerged, I saw thousands and thousands of seats filled with people. I walked wide-eyed behind Liz and Tracy. We walked down an aisle of seats, and sat down. I looked around. Liz explained to me the different parts of the field.
From what I understood, we were between home plate and first base. I could tell we were about 15 or 20 rows back. The game had not started yet and the players were practicing and stretching.
"The game will start any moment now. See what happens is one guy at a time will go up to home plate with a stick. Another guy, on the opposite team, will throw the ball to him. If it is a good throw, the first guy will try to hit it with his stick," Liz explained, "You with me so far?"
I nodded.
"Good. Now if the guy hits the ball, and one of the players on the other team catches it, then he's out. There are 3 outs per team each time up. Now, another thing is that after he hits it, he runs to first base, Then, as more and more people hit the ball, he runs to second base, third base, and home plate. But, if someone one the other team tags him or the base he's running to before he gets there, he is also out. Are you lost?"
"No, surprisingly."
"Okay, there is just a little bit more to know," Liz continued, "Each team has three outs per inning. There are 9 innings in a game. If it is tied at the end of the 9th inning, then they add another inning. There, that's the basics of baseball."
"Thank you."
"No problem."
The game started.
* * *
It was the end of the 5th inning. The Boston Red Sox had 7 points and the New York Yankees had 5 points. Liz and Tracy stood up.
"Where are we going?" Legolas asked.
"Well, I thought we could go grab something to eat and maybe get you guys some souvenirs or something," responded Tracy.
"Oh, all right," Legolas said, standing up
We walked up the stairs and out into the big hall. Tracy paid a man some of the green paper, and he handed her four cups and four packages. We headed back to our seats and stopped at another shop. There, Liz gave a woman more of the paper and she gave Liz two shirts.
The shirts were dark blue like Liz's, but they had white lettering. On the front there was an overlapping N and Y in the upper right hand corner. On the back of one there was the name Giambi above the number 25. On the back of the other was the name Almonte above the number 11.
Liz put each of them in a bag and handed one to Legolas and one to me.
"Thank you," we both said.
We went back to our seats to find the next inning had already finished. We sat down and Tracy handed out the cups and packages. I recognized the drink. It was Coke, like we had had at the mall. I unwrapped the package. I looked like a piece of meat wrapped in bread.
"Hot dog," Liz said, gesturing for me to take a bit. I did, and it tasted pretty good.
I finished the drink and the hot dog and turned my attention back to the game.
I saw Liz put on the "glove" out of the corner of my eye.
This "inning" was rather uneventful and the 8th inning came.
The Boston Red Sox were hitting. The man threw the ball and the player swung his stick. The stick hit the ball, but the ball went up in the air, into the stands.
Nearly everyone around us stood up, including me.
I did not fear the ball as it floated above everyone.
I saw it come down, and stuck my arm out. With my outstretched hand, I clasped my fingers around the ball.
All around me, people were cheering.
"Aragorn, look," Liz said, pointing to a huge screen on the other side of the field. On the screen was a moving picture of me. I was so shocked I nearly dropped the ball. I recovered myself, and waved. Then I sat down.
The rest of the game was pretty uneventful, and ended with something called a "grand slam" hit by the Boston Red Sox. The final score was Boston Red Sox, 12, New York Yankees, 10.
Liz was very happy because the Red Sox had won. As we left the building and were walking to get on a bus, I said to her, "Here, I want you to have this," and pulled the ball out of one of my many pockets.
"Really?"
I nodded.
"Thank you," she said, and gave me a hug.
We hopped on a bus and headed home.
***A/N- Well there you go, another chapter. Written by Jess, so if u didn't like it, complain to her. jk Well, I'll probably update soon since the next chapter's pretty short. Well, Later Dayz!
-smilychildpjz :D