Title: When in Rohan
Author: B-witched83uk (bwitched83uk@aol.com)
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Prequel to 'Luthien's flute' The family visit Eomer in Rohan, only to meet the fret of the army of Ohtarba
Disclaimer: I do not own 'The Lord of the rings' the whole of Middle Earth belongs to Tolkien
Dedication: I have three to make. 1. The last Evenstar (for coming to my rescue with a crazy, scary reader/stalker). 2. Sevan (for calming me down afterwards, and not telling me to get over it). And 3. Jason (for feeding me scones and making me laugh…best birthday ever)
This chapter picks up a few days after the family arrive back in Minas Tirith. I have again thanked my reviewers at the bottom of the page. Thank you everyone who wished me a happy birthday in their reviews. xxx. Also hello to everyone that joined my website, I hope to see you all in the chat room soon.
And now ladies and gentlemen may I present to you….Master Peregrin Took.
Chapter 11
The unquenchable cheer of a Hobbit
"My lord, the storm is coming in hard and fast."
Aragorn turned to look at the guard and nodded. He thought about his old friend Pippin, who was travelling to Minas Tirith, he would be close by now. He paused for a moment, with everyone watching him, waiting for his decision.
"Issue an order for all to stay in doors, and barricade their doors and windows." He walked over to Arwen, who kept glancing at her four year old daughter, curled up asleep on her father's throne.
The busy hall soon emptied, now that the King had given his orders.
"Meleth, what of Pippin?" Arwen looked to the window, she shuddered at the sound of the wind against the stone walls.
Aragorn looked at Faramir, who nodded. "We will ride out and meet them, they can not be far from here now."
He instantly caught the look in Arwen's eyes, and proceeded to comfort her.
"The storm has not yet reached it's full strength. We will be back ere the night has passed." He pressed a kiss to her lips and ran the back of his hand down over her arm.
Faramir nodded to the guards to ready the horses, it would be a hard and fierce ride North.
"My lord Elessar, we should leave whilst day is still upon us. Pippin rides with no escort and I fear this is just the warm up of the storm."
Aragorn nodded at Faramir, whilst walking toward the door. He stopped and looked at Arwen, now stood next to her sleeping child. The two lovers shared a look, a look that spoke what their hearts could not, not whilst they had company.
"Na varna." Arwen looked at him with such love that it made him feel weak.
*Be safe*
"Na quel." He winked at her and smiled, holding her gaze for as long as he could
*Be good*
"I think that perhaps we should stop and find shelter." Diamond shouted at her husband, as her pony waddled along, under the weight of her full and swollen stomach.
"Nonsense, it is not that bad. The night will worsen yet I fear, at least the rain has not made an appearance. We should ride a tad further, Minas Tirith is not far off." Pippin, never losing his infectious cheerfulness, called back to his wife.
Diamond, who was usually as pleasant as her husband, was starting to feel tired and irritated. "How much longer?"
Pippin pulled on his reins, so that his pony fell in to step alongside Diamond's.
"Wait until you see it. The beautiful white city. The food and ale. The large rooms with large beds and a blazing hearth." Pippin trailed off with a smile. In silence they rode until Pippin broke in to song.
"Upon the hearth the fire is red
Beneath the roof there is a bed
But not yet weary are our feet
Still round the corner we may meet"
Diamond smiled at her husband. Pippin had always had a beautiful voice, just the sound of him managed to comfort her and warm her from the cold.
"Still round the corner there may wait
A new road or a secret gate
And though we pass them by today
Tomorrow we may come this way"
Pippin stopped singing as he noticed Diamond's pony slow to a stop. "What is it? What's wrong?"
She merely sat there holding her stomach, her eyes closed, waiting for the first wave to leave.
"I think the baby is on his way." She looked at him worried.
Pippin dismounted his horse and helped his wife down from hers. In one hand he held both the reins of their ponies and in the other his wife's arm.
He led them over to a cluster of trees, hoping they would give some shelter. He took of his cloak and spread it out, carefully, on the ground.
"Here, lay on this." He helped Diamond down, supporting her back. He looked around him, they were a good few hours from Minas Tirith, and she could not ride in her state. He thought about the best thing to do, he couldn't leave her to get help.
"Diamond my love, I think that I am going to have to deliver the baby."
Diamond shook her head violently. "No Pippin, not you, please find another way."
She did not want her baby to be brought in to the world by him. She loved him dearly, but she also knew him inside and out, she knew how useless he would be.
"Naneth I am frightened of the storm." Luthien and Celebriel were huddled under their blanket.
"Will you sit with us until we fall asleep?"
Arwen smiled and nodded, tenderly trying to smooth Celebriel's unruly hair. She watched her children lay down, so desperate for sleep, but refusing to give in.
"Sleep my daughter's, sleep and I shall sing to you that which my Grandmother often sung to me of a great Elf, our kin, who lived long ago."
The girls closed their eyes, and let their mother's soft voice calm and sooth them.
"Gil-galad was an Elven-king
Of him the harpers sadly sing
The last whose realm was fair and free
Between the mountains and the sea"
Arwen walked over to the window and looked towards the North, her sharp Elven eyes could see for miles, yet she could not see Pippin and Diamond, no matter how hard she tried.
She closed her eyes and saw them in her minds eye.
"His sword was long, his lance was keen
His shinning helm afar was seen
The countless stars of heaven's field
Were mirrored in his silver shield"
Diamond screamed out as the pains got closer to one another.
"Pippin, something is wrong." She grasped his collar in her hands and bit down on his arm.
"Do not say such things my love, you are doing fine, just fine." He cringed at the howling sounds she was making, truly frightened for his wife and unborn child.
Diamond fell back against the grass, utterly exhausted.
Suddenly her eyes close and her mind was filled with a soothing, calming voice. Gently easing the pain and putting her mind at ease.
"But long ago he rode away
And where he dwelleth non can say
For into darkness fell his star
In Mordor where the shadow are"
Well how was that? I seem to have lost some of my reviewers, I am so careless.
Galadwen19:- Well hello there first time reviewer. Lol. I think your name is really cool by the way. You are the only one who minded that Aragorn told Legolas Gimli's secret. Also, Galadwen is like 11 in this fic, when Legolas said he was going to 'check' on her, I'm sure that is what he meant. *cough*
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ME132:- I am surprised that someone hasn't 'slashed' their way through the whole 'toss me' line. I'm glad you liked the secret telling. I am still in shock that you updated 'wedding bells are ringing' it didn't take you too long at all.
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