Disclaimer: I hold no claims to the original LOTR cast (Holly and Rachel
are mine)
A/N: No flames
Time: A Worried Friend
Holly paced worriedly out side of Rachel's room. Lady Galadriel had told them to rest, but none of them could. Rachel was...well...basically dead when they were acquainted with the Lady of the Wood. Holly was stitched up by Haldir not much later and Legolas carried Rachel off in a different direction following Galadriel.
"This can't be good! Why hasn't she woken up yet?" Holly asked Aragorn frantically as he approached her. The ranger sighed with exhaustion. He had been awake for nearly forty eight hours, watching over Holly to make sure she didn't do anything drastic to help her friend.
"Rachel will be fine! You must rest, Holly!" Aragorn yelled quietly. He didn't want to disturb the unconscious woman just a closed door away from them. Holly was about to give up when Haldir opened Rachel's door and walked out. Holly was given renewed strength to stay awake.
"She will awake soon. Much faster than we had hoped, I'm privileged to say," he said with a small smile on his face. Holly rushed past him and ran through the door with both men behind her staring after her in shock.
"Rachel!" she yelled running to the bed. Holly nearly gasped at the wounds Rachel had concealed. Cuts and scrapes all over her body; some still bleeding through the white clothing the Lorien elves had been nice enough to give her.
"Rachel will be al right, Holly. You should let your heart rest now. You've been very exhausted the past few days," a sweet, soft voice said from behind the girl. Holly turned to see Galadriel smiling warmly.
"But I wanna be here when she wakes up!" Holly whimpered. The elven lady glided forward and nodded at Holly.
"Get some sleep. I'll have Haldir awake you when Rachel opens her eyes." Holly yawned and nodded, wondering why she was so tired all of a sudden.
A/N: No flames
Time: A Worried Friend
Holly paced worriedly out side of Rachel's room. Lady Galadriel had told them to rest, but none of them could. Rachel was...well...basically dead when they were acquainted with the Lady of the Wood. Holly was stitched up by Haldir not much later and Legolas carried Rachel off in a different direction following Galadriel.
"This can't be good! Why hasn't she woken up yet?" Holly asked Aragorn frantically as he approached her. The ranger sighed with exhaustion. He had been awake for nearly forty eight hours, watching over Holly to make sure she didn't do anything drastic to help her friend.
"Rachel will be fine! You must rest, Holly!" Aragorn yelled quietly. He didn't want to disturb the unconscious woman just a closed door away from them. Holly was about to give up when Haldir opened Rachel's door and walked out. Holly was given renewed strength to stay awake.
"She will awake soon. Much faster than we had hoped, I'm privileged to say," he said with a small smile on his face. Holly rushed past him and ran through the door with both men behind her staring after her in shock.
"Rachel!" she yelled running to the bed. Holly nearly gasped at the wounds Rachel had concealed. Cuts and scrapes all over her body; some still bleeding through the white clothing the Lorien elves had been nice enough to give her.
"Rachel will be al right, Holly. You should let your heart rest now. You've been very exhausted the past few days," a sweet, soft voice said from behind the girl. Holly turned to see Galadriel smiling warmly.
"But I wanna be here when she wakes up!" Holly whimpered. The elven lady glided forward and nodded at Holly.
"Get some sleep. I'll have Haldir awake you when Rachel opens her eyes." Holly yawned and nodded, wondering why she was so tired all of a sudden.