Chapter Three: Arriving In Rivendell
A/N: Here's Part Two! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: The Characters belong to Tolkien....As much as I wish they were mine!!
"The wound is deep, we cannot help him," said Arwen.
"Nay, nothing we do will help, but we must bring him to Elrond. I shall use your horse."
"I am the faster rider. I shall take him, then send horses for you and the Halflings."
"But the Nazgul - they are still out there. It is too dangerous." Aragorn looked at her and saw the woman he loved, determined and strong.
"Then you can stay behind and help the Halflings, I will get him to Rivendell." She looked at him, her expression softening. "We waste time talking about it." He nodded, so she mounted her horse and Aragorn lifted Frodo up behind her.
"Be careful," he said. Then she took off, Asfoloth racing against the wind.
The five Nazgul raced after her, and Aragorn prayed silently to the wind that they be safe on the elvish land before the Nazgul caught up. But he knew that Arwen could look after herself, especially with the power of her elven blood.
Sam, Merry & Pippin were all huddled together on the freezing cold grass, and with a last sigh, Aragorn helped them get up.
It took a lot of encouragement before Aragorn could get them to follow him on the same path that Arwen & the Ringwraiths had taken.
They stopped early that night; to allow a good restful nights sleep.
"I'm Hungry"
"No surprises there Master Pippin, you never cease to be hungry"
"Well, we missed Second Breakfast AND Afternoon Tea..."
"MIGHTY WATERS OF STRENGTH & WILL, AN ELVISH SISTER CALLS. CLEANSE YOUR WATERS OF THESE DARK AND TERRIBLE PRESENCES THAT DO NOT BELONG IN THIS WORLD OR ANY OTHER. HELP THE KINGDOM OF RIVENDELL THAT YOU SURROUND AND FOREVER PROTECT, AS AN ELVISH SISTER I CALL YOU AND YOUR POWERFUL PROTECTION" Arwen chanted, and the waters rose to protect their elvish sister.
The Nazgul's horses were snorting and stamping trying to get away from the fiery waters which could not be defeated but the Nazgul were determined and rode into the river.
Arwen watched as they were sweep down the river, the halfling, Frodo was stirring mumbling in his fever, he was so far gone.
With tears rolling down her cheeks, Arwen called to her father with her heart to give Frodo peace until they reached Rivendell.
As soon as Arwen was near Rivendell the peace of her people settled Frodo and with her elvish command he fell into a deep sleep.
Leaving Frodo to her Father and the Gandalf, Arwen rode back with more horses to find her lover and the Halflings.
Back at the campsite, Sam was frying Sausages with the pans he seemed to carry everywhere.
Pippin was hopping around unpatiently, the smell was far too tempting but he didn't want to risk another smack like the other one, that pan made a good impression on his hunger staved brain.
Merry was silently studying Strider who was practicing with his Sword, personally Merry didn't see why he had to practice, it was an art he fully controlled.
Muscles flexing, Strider did the practices he learnt as a boy. His skills had hit off straight away, and it had come naturally to him. He had copied his father until he got his own sword, and then practiced hard everyday, all the time, when he wasn't in the stables looking after the horses, that is. He loved horses too; they seemed to want to do anything to be in his favor, always calmer and easier to mange when he was around. Yes, he was very popular in the stables... With these two skills it was almost natural for him to become a ranger, even though that wasn't his real destiny, the one he had walked away from.
"Sausages ready"
"Good!!! I was about to risk you hitting me with the pan again"Aragorn watched the hobbits stuffing themselves,
Clip clop clip clop
Hearing horses Aragorn whipped around, sword ready, but then he recognized Brego, his own horse and Ashfolth.
The ride home was uneventful, Aragorn had Merry and Pippin jammed on the back of his horse being the smallest of the three while Sam had a trip on the elvish horse, born and bred.
Back at Rivendell, Frodo was still in his deep sleep, worried Gandalf and Elrond were in deep talk about the healing of those immortal, evil blades and the One Ring.
"It will never heal fully, Gandalf, you must know this?"
"I do, but Frodo should never have been brought into this, I must try and help him get out of it and back to his Shire as best I can."
"The council will decide and put things right again, we must lay our hopes on the people coming together Gandalf"
"I know old Friend, I worry too much"
Frodo stirred, his shoulder twinced so he kept it as still as possible as he tried to sit up, dazed he looked around. Where was he? He didn't remember being in lying down on a proper bed since the Shire, and this was definitely not the Shire.
Somewhere outside someone was singing, wait, he recognized that voice.
"Sam!"
"Mr. Frodo, Bless you, you're awake!"
"Where am I?"
"Your in Rivendell with the elves, they are so good at singing and just wait till you see all the elves singing! It's better than I ever imagined!"
"How long have I been sleeping Sam?"
"About three days" sighed Sam "I was scared you'll never wake up!, don't wear yourself out talking, lie down and I'll go get Gandalf."
"Gandalf here!?" exclaimed Frodo.
"Yes, he was here when we came, he was waiting for us."
Astonished and happy, Frodo sank back into the bed.
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Reviewers Thanks:
misk – Im glad you liked it! I love Pippin and Merry too...especially Pip, hes soo adorable!
s09daniew – New reviewer!! hello! Yea, I like Arwen, shes cool! She did not ruin the movie, that was all crap! I will try and keep this story up!
Mandylor Mirage – I'm sure you did! Thanks so much for betareading this chapter as well! I changed a few things! I do try and write fast...honest!
Goldensong – hehehe, so good you can get on internet more now!
Sally Pegs – Im planning to write more!!!! I like that too! I will try and say more of what he is thinking... He's a very complicated guy!
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