Chapter 11. Gondor

"Is he okay?" I heard my cousin's worried voice.

"I think so." a very familiar voice said near me. I slowly opened my eyes seeing two shadowy figures moving.

I groaned and shifted feeling a sharp pain in my wrist.

"Stop moving." the familer voice said soothingly.

I forced my eyes to focus and saw a tall figure.

"Aragorn?" I asked groggily wondering why my head was hurting so badly.

"It is I" The human smiled and nodded.

"Is Merry okay?" I asked.

"Right here Pip." his voice came from behind me making me jump. When I landed a sharp pain rang through my arm. I let out a small hiss, Aragorn's small smile turned into a worried frown.

"Where does it hurt?" he asked.

"My arm." I muttered.

"Let me see it." He said as I lifted my hurt arm.

He poked my arm drawing a small gasp or his and when he touched anywhere from my wrist to elbow it hurt terribly.

"Why does my head hurt so much?" I asked softly my head spinning.

"You blacked out after one of wargs stepped on your neck. A few seconds later we came and Merry finished off the warg." the man looked behind me at Merry.

I frustrated me because I couldn't see my friend. I didn't know if he was even behind me anymore.

"Is Merry hurt?" I asked in a weak voice that didn't sound at all like me.

"Not really Pip it's just a scratch." Merry's voice rang behind me.

"A thribi! Herdir perian, hé thir baro a haru." 'A scratch! 'Master hobbit, this looks like a wound.' I heard Trin's voice and it sounded like he was tending to Merry.

"Gaw foeg?" 'How bad?' I asked.

"Tovon, tu al cuil coth." 'Deep, but not life threatening.' he said.

"Come where I can see you." I moaned.

"Kay!" Merry said happily glad to get out of his current position.

"Dartho! Daro....telu!" 'Wait! Almost.....done!' Trin's musical voice rang. I heard Merry stand up and sit down by me. Then I got a good look at my cousin. His right arm was put op in a sling and a bandage was wrapped around his head.

"What did I break?" I asked.

"A rib and probably your arm but your arm is most likely fractured." Aragorn decided.

"Good." I smiled and laid down.

"We're going to ride to Gondor tomorrow. It will take us at least a week to get there. That's plenty of time for your arm to heal." The future king smiled.

"Good." I said softly.

"Are you hungry?"

"Ho's Daro dil hon thir." 'He's always stuffing his face' Trin muttered. I chose to ignore him, he would pay for that comment later.

"Let Pippin sleep." Aragorn pushed the elf and hobbit away from me and I fell into a peaceful slumber after eating some bread.

The next morning we left at noon. I found out exactly how hard it was to ride a horse with a fractured and almost slipped off a few times. Merry rode next to me on his tiny pony.

"Hey, ho to the bottle I go.." he started singing softly before trailing off. I grinned, that was a song I had made up when I was old enough to drink. It was our favorite drinking song.

"And what were you singing Master hobbit?" Gimli asked from behind Legolas.

"A drinking song." he replied.

"Go ahead and sing it's too quiet maybe you two can lighten their spirits." The elf muttered. Merry looked at me and I grinned back.

We broke out into the song loudly. "HEY HO TO THE BOTTLE I GO, TO HEAL MY HEART AND DROWN MY WOE, RAIN MAY FALL AND WIND MAY BLOW, BUT THERE WILL BE MANY MILES TO GO." We went softer. "SWEET IS THE SOUND OF THE POURING RAIN, AND THE STREAM THAT RUNS FROM HILL TO PLAIN, BETTER THAN RAIN OR RIPPLING BROOK." Merry stopped but I continued in my loud high voice. "IS A MUG OF BEER INSIDE THIS TOOK!" "HEY." we both yelled and just started laughing.

Most of the men laughed along and we taught it to some. Closing my eyes I could imagine the Mordor armies expressions when this army went over a hill singing a drinking song.

We rode for the rest of the week with nothing happening except we shared a load of drinking songs and sung every song we knew.

Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli had left at least five days ago to some place called the Paths of the Dead.

We road over a large hill and a huge mountain rose above us. It was made of white stone. Just looking at it took my breath away.

"Minas Tirith, the white city." Gandalf said.

A/N - I'm not sure if the elvish is right or if the lyrics to Pippin's drinking song. I tried to be as close as possible.

I'm not really sure how long it takes for a fractured arm to heal but I'm sure with Aragorn and Gandalf's help it wont be that long

Kit Cloudkicker- He does need to get a life :-)

Legolas-lvr- That's okay! And I will!

Littlesaiyangirl- Yeah, don't you just want to hug him? I do. :-)

Ice Ember- I try to make my stories as interesting as possible. I'm glad that this one worked out!

That's all I have time for. Thank you to everyone who reviewed! I'm almost at thirty!!! That's like thirty times more than what I thought I would get. :-)