A/N: Hi! I was listeneing to a wonderfull Cher song and reading all my reviews, and I decided to reward you guys with... *drum roll* THE BIG FLASHBACK! Ok, so it's not part 3, but it is the big chunk that will explain the rest of why Valkyrie ended up back in Middle-Earth. *And* for those of you who want her to end up with Haldir, since this is a flshback, you might be pleased with the ending... when the flashback ends. ;) Now, on with the flashback!
Warning: I apologize if this begins to sound a bit morbid, but the majority of it (thanks to Kaytell) was written while listening to Bloody Valentine by Good Charlotte and if you've heard the song you know how *incredibly* cheerfull that is. *evil grin*
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"Standing over him he begged me not to do,
What I knew, I had to do,
Cause I'm so in love with you." ~Good Charlotte, My Bloody Valentine
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The worn out seven-year-old awoke in Haldir's bed. At first, she was a bit confused as to why, but then she remembered what had happened earlier and flopped back down onto te matress with a heavy sigh.
"I can't leave! This is my home! I belong here! With him!" She protested to the silent shadows. She realized Haldir must have gone after her and brought her back. No doubt her parents would try once again to reason with her. She frowned and turned over. "I'm not going."
She didn't notice the blonde-haired elf standing in the shadows, the look on his face conveying mixed emotions. He couldn't stop her from going, but should he even try to reason with her? Galadriel had advised him t ask for her hand in marrige in the first place. What would the elf witch say now, if he asked for her help?
He sighed and turned away. This was going to be hard.
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The days past. Tomithrien took the new surprisingly well, and was only too happy about leaving. Haldir, still caught up in his warring emotions over what to do, associated little with Valkyrie anymore, and Valkyrie herself associated little with *anyone*, even her own parents.
It came to the afternoon before they were suposed to leave, and things hadn't changed. Haldir had made up his mind. He would talk to Val, and if possible, comfort her. In the very least, he might be able to get her to forgive him.
He knew where he would find her, before he even started looking. She was standing in an empty grove, with a bow and a quiver of arrows -both, he noticed, belonging to him- shooting anything she could aim at. He smiled at first, then frowned.
Tears were falling down her face at a rapid rate and she was muttering under her breath. He walked forward and placed a gentle hand on her shoulder, but her muscles remained tense.
"What do you want?" She asked rather vehemently, considering her age. Haldir was taken slightly aback, but did not remove his hand. "To apologize."
Her shoulders slumped, and she flung the quiver and the bow to the ground, turning to face him. "You've got nothing to apologize for. I know exactly what you think you should say to me, but you don't have to. It was an arranged marrige and I didn't want to marry you anyway, so drop it!" She spat and began to walk off.
She didn't get far, when she was stopped by his silky smoothe voice. "You're too young to understand what I feel for you, but I was hoping that, in time, you would. Now we'll never know, will we? You'll leave, and I'll pass away and time shall continue without us."
Valkyrie turned, eyes wide and questioning, but Haldir just gave a short, bitter laugh and a small tear rolled down his cheek. "You should know by now that one of the few things that can kill an elf is greif... greif from a broken heart."
And just like that the dam broke. She threw herself into his arms, knocking him to his knees, and he held her tightly as she sobbed into his silver cloak. "Haldir...Aratoamin... I do not wish to go. Please. Believe me when I say that I would never hurt you!" She clutched at him desperatly, as though he were some sort of anchor that could keep her in their world. He returned the embrace, placing a soft kiss on top of her head. After a minute, his eyes opened.
"You know... you'd still have to go, but there might be a way you could come back."
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Galadriel held up her hand. "I think we all know what happened after this point, do we not?" Haldir nodded solemnly, looking at Val. "I took you to The Lady, and she was gracious enough to put a spell on you that would bring you back here if anything should happen to you in the other world."
The teen nodded, then frowned. "I remember the spell, but how come I forgot all about everything? What could've happened?"
Haldir exchanged a look with the Elf Witch and then spoke softly. "After we had said our goodbyes. You had left with your brother, and you were standing over with the other elves and your father. Your... your mother came and told myself and Galadriel that she was sorry again, and she would miss us."
Here he paused and sighed heavily before continuing. "And then she said she was going to alter your's and your brother's memories when you crossed over so that you wouldn't remember Middle-Earth. It was too late to reverse the spell we had placed on you... and so here we are."
Valkyrie frowned. "You mean you didn't put a spell on Tommy?" Haldir looked up, black eyes flashing concern. "No. Never on him. Why?" She locked her gaze with his, a knot tightening painfully in her stomach. "I'm not the only one who came home. Only he's with Saurumon."
Galadriel looked between the two and then back to Valkyrie. "Are you sure?" The black haired girl looked up. "Positive. He tried to kill me." She said coldly and locked eyes with Haldir again as he gripped the back of the chair he was leaning on hard enough to crack the wood.
Galadriel paused, then spoke again. "Very well. I shall go tell Celeborn. Haldir, see that she is returned to her companions. They should be sleeping by now." She smiled slightly at Valkyrie before turning to leave. "Welcome home."
Valkyrie stood up and walked past Haldir over to a small stone bench, next to a large archway that served as the window. She looked out at the dancing moonbeams that fell through the tree tops like fingers of some great spirit reaching down to snatch at the beautifull things below it.
She was so lost in though, she didn't notice he had moved till she heard him speak. He was straddling the bench next to her, his lips merely a centimeter from her ear. "Lirimaer." It was one word. A simple wisper. But she was startled and turned quickly to face him, almost falling off the bench.
He gave a soft, musical chuckle and reahced up to brush her raven hair out of her face. "At last you've come home to me. My little Lirimaer." His lips brushed hers softly.
She let out a small gasp, but not before he leaned in for another kiss, this one much longer and full of passion. She responded at first, then suddenly pulled back, standing up quickly.
"Haldir..." she said, her voice breaking with emotion. "I can't do this. I...I just...." The elf stood and wrapped both arms tightly around her. "I understand. You love him." He wispered softly, licking the last traces of their kiss from his lips.
She nodded through her tears and he left their embrace to move over to a polished wooden trunk. He removed what was possibly the most beautifull dress Valkyrie had ever seen and handed it to her.
"It was supposed to be worn when we were betrothed... but I think you should wear it now. Go to him. Tell him what a lucky man he is." He said with a sad smile, placing another small kiss on her cheek and turning to leave.
Just before he walked out of the small "house" she grabbed him by the arm and pulled him into another kiss, tears falling down her cheeks. "I swore I would never hurt you. And I've broken that promise." She said through a sob.
"All is forgiven... Valkyrie." Then he left her.
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A/N: *ducks flying objects from Valkyrie/Haldir supporters, bowns to claps and cheers from Boromir/Valkyrie supporters* Sorry for the sad ending. Anybody wanna tissu? Anyway, a lot of you are probably wondering what this gorgeous dress looks like! (Except those of you who already know the whole story) Well, you'll find out next time!
See ya!
Warning: I apologize if this begins to sound a bit morbid, but the majority of it (thanks to Kaytell) was written while listening to Bloody Valentine by Good Charlotte and if you've heard the song you know how *incredibly* cheerfull that is. *evil grin*
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"Standing over him he begged me not to do,
What I knew, I had to do,
Cause I'm so in love with you." ~Good Charlotte, My Bloody Valentine
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The worn out seven-year-old awoke in Haldir's bed. At first, she was a bit confused as to why, but then she remembered what had happened earlier and flopped back down onto te matress with a heavy sigh.
"I can't leave! This is my home! I belong here! With him!" She protested to the silent shadows. She realized Haldir must have gone after her and brought her back. No doubt her parents would try once again to reason with her. She frowned and turned over. "I'm not going."
She didn't notice the blonde-haired elf standing in the shadows, the look on his face conveying mixed emotions. He couldn't stop her from going, but should he even try to reason with her? Galadriel had advised him t ask for her hand in marrige in the first place. What would the elf witch say now, if he asked for her help?
He sighed and turned away. This was going to be hard.
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The days past. Tomithrien took the new surprisingly well, and was only too happy about leaving. Haldir, still caught up in his warring emotions over what to do, associated little with Valkyrie anymore, and Valkyrie herself associated little with *anyone*, even her own parents.
It came to the afternoon before they were suposed to leave, and things hadn't changed. Haldir had made up his mind. He would talk to Val, and if possible, comfort her. In the very least, he might be able to get her to forgive him.
He knew where he would find her, before he even started looking. She was standing in an empty grove, with a bow and a quiver of arrows -both, he noticed, belonging to him- shooting anything she could aim at. He smiled at first, then frowned.
Tears were falling down her face at a rapid rate and she was muttering under her breath. He walked forward and placed a gentle hand on her shoulder, but her muscles remained tense.
"What do you want?" She asked rather vehemently, considering her age. Haldir was taken slightly aback, but did not remove his hand. "To apologize."
Her shoulders slumped, and she flung the quiver and the bow to the ground, turning to face him. "You've got nothing to apologize for. I know exactly what you think you should say to me, but you don't have to. It was an arranged marrige and I didn't want to marry you anyway, so drop it!" She spat and began to walk off.
She didn't get far, when she was stopped by his silky smoothe voice. "You're too young to understand what I feel for you, but I was hoping that, in time, you would. Now we'll never know, will we? You'll leave, and I'll pass away and time shall continue without us."
Valkyrie turned, eyes wide and questioning, but Haldir just gave a short, bitter laugh and a small tear rolled down his cheek. "You should know by now that one of the few things that can kill an elf is greif... greif from a broken heart."
And just like that the dam broke. She threw herself into his arms, knocking him to his knees, and he held her tightly as she sobbed into his silver cloak. "Haldir...Aratoamin... I do not wish to go. Please. Believe me when I say that I would never hurt you!" She clutched at him desperatly, as though he were some sort of anchor that could keep her in their world. He returned the embrace, placing a soft kiss on top of her head. After a minute, his eyes opened.
"You know... you'd still have to go, but there might be a way you could come back."
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Galadriel held up her hand. "I think we all know what happened after this point, do we not?" Haldir nodded solemnly, looking at Val. "I took you to The Lady, and she was gracious enough to put a spell on you that would bring you back here if anything should happen to you in the other world."
The teen nodded, then frowned. "I remember the spell, but how come I forgot all about everything? What could've happened?"
Haldir exchanged a look with the Elf Witch and then spoke softly. "After we had said our goodbyes. You had left with your brother, and you were standing over with the other elves and your father. Your... your mother came and told myself and Galadriel that she was sorry again, and she would miss us."
Here he paused and sighed heavily before continuing. "And then she said she was going to alter your's and your brother's memories when you crossed over so that you wouldn't remember Middle-Earth. It was too late to reverse the spell we had placed on you... and so here we are."
Valkyrie frowned. "You mean you didn't put a spell on Tommy?" Haldir looked up, black eyes flashing concern. "No. Never on him. Why?" She locked her gaze with his, a knot tightening painfully in her stomach. "I'm not the only one who came home. Only he's with Saurumon."
Galadriel looked between the two and then back to Valkyrie. "Are you sure?" The black haired girl looked up. "Positive. He tried to kill me." She said coldly and locked eyes with Haldir again as he gripped the back of the chair he was leaning on hard enough to crack the wood.
Galadriel paused, then spoke again. "Very well. I shall go tell Celeborn. Haldir, see that she is returned to her companions. They should be sleeping by now." She smiled slightly at Valkyrie before turning to leave. "Welcome home."
Valkyrie stood up and walked past Haldir over to a small stone bench, next to a large archway that served as the window. She looked out at the dancing moonbeams that fell through the tree tops like fingers of some great spirit reaching down to snatch at the beautifull things below it.
She was so lost in though, she didn't notice he had moved till she heard him speak. He was straddling the bench next to her, his lips merely a centimeter from her ear. "Lirimaer." It was one word. A simple wisper. But she was startled and turned quickly to face him, almost falling off the bench.
He gave a soft, musical chuckle and reahced up to brush her raven hair out of her face. "At last you've come home to me. My little Lirimaer." His lips brushed hers softly.
She let out a small gasp, but not before he leaned in for another kiss, this one much longer and full of passion. She responded at first, then suddenly pulled back, standing up quickly.
"Haldir..." she said, her voice breaking with emotion. "I can't do this. I...I just...." The elf stood and wrapped both arms tightly around her. "I understand. You love him." He wispered softly, licking the last traces of their kiss from his lips.
She nodded through her tears and he left their embrace to move over to a polished wooden trunk. He removed what was possibly the most beautifull dress Valkyrie had ever seen and handed it to her.
"It was supposed to be worn when we were betrothed... but I think you should wear it now. Go to him. Tell him what a lucky man he is." He said with a sad smile, placing another small kiss on her cheek and turning to leave.
Just before he walked out of the small "house" she grabbed him by the arm and pulled him into another kiss, tears falling down her cheeks. "I swore I would never hurt you. And I've broken that promise." She said through a sob.
"All is forgiven... Valkyrie." Then he left her.
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A/N: *ducks flying objects from Valkyrie/Haldir supporters, bowns to claps and cheers from Boromir/Valkyrie supporters* Sorry for the sad ending. Anybody wanna tissu? Anyway, a lot of you are probably wondering what this gorgeous dress looks like! (Except those of you who already know the whole story) Well, you'll find out next time!
See ya!