A/N: Hello everyone! I'm back! *Watches everyone run away* Hey I'm not that
bad! Not much to say here.
Review responses:
Angel With No Wings: You're my first reviewer! Here have some pizza! Wait no...have some candy! I want the pizza...Anyways, thanks for the compliments. Yes, I need to get a little better on detail. Believe it or not, I only started to like LOTR some time in December. Okay back to the point, it took me awhile to get used to writing with a lot of detail in my other fics, so little by little it should get better. Yes, you won't find out about the Orcs and all until later chapters. Also, everyone will explain why they're going at each other's throats (I KNOW! Gandalf always seems upset at him! Poor Pippin...though he does cause a lot of trouble.) Sorry that was so long, but you left a long review. Thanks for the suggestions. Also, if you want you can let other people know about this fic. Someone else did that in my Zelda one.
A/N: WOW! That was a long reply. Okay I'll say the disclaimer and continue this chapter.
Disclaimer: Don't own LOTR. (Short one huh)
Chapter three: Healing
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"Pippin!" Merry's voice rang throughout the area, not traveling far. The wind carried away his voice, and it sounded more like a choked out gasp then a loud helpless yell.
Legolas was the first to come to his senses as he raced to the waters edge. He plunged his hand into the hole in the ice where Pippin had fell in. He reached desperately for any sign of the young hobbit. Being an elf, he didn't feel cold as others, but even the cold of the lake pierced his fair Elvin skin. If it was cold to him, how cold was it to Pippin? How long could he survive?
He was surprised when he felt fabric in his hands. He held it tight, and pulled. He was relieved that it was Pippin he pulled out. He soon found himself surrounded by the others, worry etched on all of their faces. Even Sam's.
"Pippin!Isheokay?Willhebealright?Hurrytellme!" Merry said in a rush.
Aragorn bent over Pippin and felt for a pulse. "He's alive," he finally said. "But his pulse is weak. He seems to be knocked out due to the coldness of the water." Aragorn fell silent. "We must get him to shelter and warm him! He wasn't in the water to long, but he can still die if we don't get him warmed up!" With that Aragorn lifted Pippin and started to make his way back to the cave.
As they walked back, Sam approached Frodo. "Mr. Frodo?"
Frodo looked up at him.
"What I said before. I'm sorry. It's just, we have done so much...and gone through all this...I thought it was over. I thought we would just live in peace. I'm scared. I'm scared one of us will die. I shouldn't have been upset at you. I shouldn't have taken my anger out on you."
"Oh Sam," Frodo said. "I forgive you. I'm sorry also. I shouldn't have been so upset. I should have known how you felt."
As the two continued to exchange heartfelt words, Merry quickened his pace to match Aragorn's. He looked at his younger cousins face. It was deathly pale. He looked on and jumped when Pippin began to thrash.
"Pippin, calm down," Aragorn said to no avail.
Legolas approached them, and softly began to sing. "Estee mellon nin. Lor en Man. Sul, hwesta, Aldas. Anor, nen, taur. Estee, have Estel. (Rest my friend. Dream of good. Wind, breeze, trees. Sun, water, forest. Rest, have hope.)
It was a slow tune. The melody and words seemed to calm Pippin down. He slowly opened his eyes.
"Pippin! You're okay!" Merry almost shouted, but kept his voice lower.
The first thing Pippin felt was cold. It was taking over his body. He was almost frozen, he could feel it. When he could see through his eyes, the first thing he saw was Merry. He picked up the words Pippin and all right, and he gave Merry a weak smile.
They soon found themselves at the cave they had been in earlier, and made their way inside. It wasn't warm, but it was much better then the raging winds outside.
Sam and Gimli went to work of making a fire, when Gandalf went out to try and find some more firewood. The others crowded around Pippin.
"He can't stay in these wet clothes," Aragorn said.
"I have a pair of extra clothes in my pack," Merry offered. Aragorn nodded before Merry quickly started rummaging through his pack to find them.
Aragorn gently helped Pippin out of his wet clothes and put the dry ones on. Anyone who had anything warm or dry gave it to Pippin. Cloaks and such. Soon a fire was crackling merrily. The flames seemed to fill the whole cave with comfort, and soon Pippin had stopped shaking and seemed okay. Gandalf refused to let him get up though. "You may be sick."
The other three hobbits found this very funny, and soon all three had burst out laughing. The other members of the fellowship looked at them weirdly, when Pippin grinned.
"What may I ask is so funny?" Gandalf asked.
"It's just, Pippin has never gotten sick in his life. I remember a time when he was five I think. Anyway he ran outside in the middle of winter, and he decided he wanted to go swimming! So he jumped into the lake. He came out half an hour later, and didn't even get a headache!" Merry said.
Aragorn and Legolas's eyes twinkled, and a small smile played at their lips but they said nothing. Gimli didn't look at Gandalf as he tried to hide a grin. Gandalf didn't seem as amused.
"I remember a story Bilbo told me once," Frodo put in. "It was about a wizard. He left the safety of an inn in the middle of a blizzard, and it was so hard to see he thought the gatekeeper was an Orc!"
"That was a perfectly honest mistake!" Gandalf said. "Besides-" He stopped as he heard snickering behind him. He turned to Legolas and Aragorn. "You seem to think it's funny? You want me to tell them about you two as children?"
Aragorn and Legolas stopped snickering instantly, but as Gandalf turned around they smiled again.
As soon as they were sure Pippin was going to be okay, everyone went off to do work of making a camp. Aragorn went to make dinner, while Legolas kept watch. Gandalf stood next to Legolas, whispering something to him. A look of concern grew on Legolas's face, but when he saw Pippin looking at him it was instantly gone.
Pippin watched Gimli sitting on a stone examining his ax. Soon, three shadows fell over him.
"Pippin?" It was Sam. "I wanted to say I'm sorry. I thought you had already had an apple, so I thought I could have that one. When you came up and said it was yours, I still thought you had had one. I'm sorry about all that. Forgive me?"
Pippin smiled. "Of course."
The four hobbits began to talk amongst themselves and the others smiled. They were glad the hobbits were again friends.
Outside night had fallen. The stars seemed not to shine as they usually would, and the trees were unusually silent. Nothing made a sound outside. A strong gust of wind blew and suddenly all the snow was gone, and the temperature rose about forty degrees. Inside the cave, Legolas watched with a look of concern, as the stars disappeared.
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The next day the sun was gone. The wind was still and nothing seemed to move. No birds were singing in the light of a new dawn. Perhaps it was because there was no dawn.
"Gandalf, I have a bad feeling. Perhaps we should stay here a little while to see what's-"
"No Legolas. We haven't the time. We must continue on our way." With that he lead them out and away from the cave.
As the day wore on it got darker. Legolas glanced at the sky once in awhile nervously. Aragorn noticed this. "What is wrong Mellon Nin?"
"I feel a storm." It was all he said.
The wind gave a gust, and all was still again. Soon they came to the lake that had been frozen the day before. After exploring a bit, they found a bridge.
"Figures," Gandalf muttered before they crossed.
Once they reached the other side, Legolas stopped. "What is it?" Aragorn asked.
"It is here."
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A/N: I think that was a little more detailed. What Legolas meant by it is here is that the storm is here. Okay, please review!
Also, I plan to repost the first two chapters with more detail. It will mean less updates for a little while but it's up to the reviewers. Please review!
Review responses:
Angel With No Wings: You're my first reviewer! Here have some pizza! Wait no...have some candy! I want the pizza...Anyways, thanks for the compliments. Yes, I need to get a little better on detail. Believe it or not, I only started to like LOTR some time in December. Okay back to the point, it took me awhile to get used to writing with a lot of detail in my other fics, so little by little it should get better. Yes, you won't find out about the Orcs and all until later chapters. Also, everyone will explain why they're going at each other's throats (I KNOW! Gandalf always seems upset at him! Poor Pippin...though he does cause a lot of trouble.) Sorry that was so long, but you left a long review. Thanks for the suggestions. Also, if you want you can let other people know about this fic. Someone else did that in my Zelda one.
A/N: WOW! That was a long reply. Okay I'll say the disclaimer and continue this chapter.
Disclaimer: Don't own LOTR. (Short one huh)
Chapter three: Healing
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Pippin!" Merry's voice rang throughout the area, not traveling far. The wind carried away his voice, and it sounded more like a choked out gasp then a loud helpless yell.
Legolas was the first to come to his senses as he raced to the waters edge. He plunged his hand into the hole in the ice where Pippin had fell in. He reached desperately for any sign of the young hobbit. Being an elf, he didn't feel cold as others, but even the cold of the lake pierced his fair Elvin skin. If it was cold to him, how cold was it to Pippin? How long could he survive?
He was surprised when he felt fabric in his hands. He held it tight, and pulled. He was relieved that it was Pippin he pulled out. He soon found himself surrounded by the others, worry etched on all of their faces. Even Sam's.
"Pippin!Isheokay?Willhebealright?Hurrytellme!" Merry said in a rush.
Aragorn bent over Pippin and felt for a pulse. "He's alive," he finally said. "But his pulse is weak. He seems to be knocked out due to the coldness of the water." Aragorn fell silent. "We must get him to shelter and warm him! He wasn't in the water to long, but he can still die if we don't get him warmed up!" With that Aragorn lifted Pippin and started to make his way back to the cave.
As they walked back, Sam approached Frodo. "Mr. Frodo?"
Frodo looked up at him.
"What I said before. I'm sorry. It's just, we have done so much...and gone through all this...I thought it was over. I thought we would just live in peace. I'm scared. I'm scared one of us will die. I shouldn't have been upset at you. I shouldn't have taken my anger out on you."
"Oh Sam," Frodo said. "I forgive you. I'm sorry also. I shouldn't have been so upset. I should have known how you felt."
As the two continued to exchange heartfelt words, Merry quickened his pace to match Aragorn's. He looked at his younger cousins face. It was deathly pale. He looked on and jumped when Pippin began to thrash.
"Pippin, calm down," Aragorn said to no avail.
Legolas approached them, and softly began to sing. "Estee mellon nin. Lor en Man. Sul, hwesta, Aldas. Anor, nen, taur. Estee, have Estel. (Rest my friend. Dream of good. Wind, breeze, trees. Sun, water, forest. Rest, have hope.)
It was a slow tune. The melody and words seemed to calm Pippin down. He slowly opened his eyes.
"Pippin! You're okay!" Merry almost shouted, but kept his voice lower.
The first thing Pippin felt was cold. It was taking over his body. He was almost frozen, he could feel it. When he could see through his eyes, the first thing he saw was Merry. He picked up the words Pippin and all right, and he gave Merry a weak smile.
They soon found themselves at the cave they had been in earlier, and made their way inside. It wasn't warm, but it was much better then the raging winds outside.
Sam and Gimli went to work of making a fire, when Gandalf went out to try and find some more firewood. The others crowded around Pippin.
"He can't stay in these wet clothes," Aragorn said.
"I have a pair of extra clothes in my pack," Merry offered. Aragorn nodded before Merry quickly started rummaging through his pack to find them.
Aragorn gently helped Pippin out of his wet clothes and put the dry ones on. Anyone who had anything warm or dry gave it to Pippin. Cloaks and such. Soon a fire was crackling merrily. The flames seemed to fill the whole cave with comfort, and soon Pippin had stopped shaking and seemed okay. Gandalf refused to let him get up though. "You may be sick."
The other three hobbits found this very funny, and soon all three had burst out laughing. The other members of the fellowship looked at them weirdly, when Pippin grinned.
"What may I ask is so funny?" Gandalf asked.
"It's just, Pippin has never gotten sick in his life. I remember a time when he was five I think. Anyway he ran outside in the middle of winter, and he decided he wanted to go swimming! So he jumped into the lake. He came out half an hour later, and didn't even get a headache!" Merry said.
Aragorn and Legolas's eyes twinkled, and a small smile played at their lips but they said nothing. Gimli didn't look at Gandalf as he tried to hide a grin. Gandalf didn't seem as amused.
"I remember a story Bilbo told me once," Frodo put in. "It was about a wizard. He left the safety of an inn in the middle of a blizzard, and it was so hard to see he thought the gatekeeper was an Orc!"
"That was a perfectly honest mistake!" Gandalf said. "Besides-" He stopped as he heard snickering behind him. He turned to Legolas and Aragorn. "You seem to think it's funny? You want me to tell them about you two as children?"
Aragorn and Legolas stopped snickering instantly, but as Gandalf turned around they smiled again.
As soon as they were sure Pippin was going to be okay, everyone went off to do work of making a camp. Aragorn went to make dinner, while Legolas kept watch. Gandalf stood next to Legolas, whispering something to him. A look of concern grew on Legolas's face, but when he saw Pippin looking at him it was instantly gone.
Pippin watched Gimli sitting on a stone examining his ax. Soon, three shadows fell over him.
"Pippin?" It was Sam. "I wanted to say I'm sorry. I thought you had already had an apple, so I thought I could have that one. When you came up and said it was yours, I still thought you had had one. I'm sorry about all that. Forgive me?"
Pippin smiled. "Of course."
The four hobbits began to talk amongst themselves and the others smiled. They were glad the hobbits were again friends.
Outside night had fallen. The stars seemed not to shine as they usually would, and the trees were unusually silent. Nothing made a sound outside. A strong gust of wind blew and suddenly all the snow was gone, and the temperature rose about forty degrees. Inside the cave, Legolas watched with a look of concern, as the stars disappeared.
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The next day the sun was gone. The wind was still and nothing seemed to move. No birds were singing in the light of a new dawn. Perhaps it was because there was no dawn.
"Gandalf, I have a bad feeling. Perhaps we should stay here a little while to see what's-"
"No Legolas. We haven't the time. We must continue on our way." With that he lead them out and away from the cave.
As the day wore on it got darker. Legolas glanced at the sky once in awhile nervously. Aragorn noticed this. "What is wrong Mellon Nin?"
"I feel a storm." It was all he said.
The wind gave a gust, and all was still again. Soon they came to the lake that had been frozen the day before. After exploring a bit, they found a bridge.
"Figures," Gandalf muttered before they crossed.
Once they reached the other side, Legolas stopped. "What is it?" Aragorn asked.
"It is here."
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A/N: I think that was a little more detailed. What Legolas meant by it is here is that the storm is here. Okay, please review!
Also, I plan to repost the first two chapters with more detail. It will mean less updates for a little while but it's up to the reviewers. Please review!