Journey to Mordor (By SUV)

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Chapter Forty-eight: Weddings

A week later, the day of the weddings finally arrived. Arwen woke all the women involved in the weddings up early and drug them off to another part of Minas Tirith where the guys wouldn't bother them. Mary protested but a fierce look and a threat got her to at least stay in the same room.

Arwen was running around franticly in the room. Tess was very close to falling asleep and Mary had already fallen asleep a long time ago. Everyone else was trying to help Arwen and calm her down but Arwen wouldn't listen nor behave. She kept rushing around and around before she finally collapsed in a chair, too exhausted to move.

Tess finally went to sleep too but was woken up by an Elf that had been sent to help Arwen. The Elf had grabbed her by the shoulders, shook her and hissed an Elvish curse into her ears. Tess cursed right back at the Elf and glared at her. The Elf let go and backed away when Tess reached for her dagger.

"Tess…" warned Arwen, staring at her daughter. "No killing or maiming anyone on my wedding day!"

"Nana! You are already married so why the hell do you bloody care if I ruin this one? You and ada are still married!"

"Tess, if you mess this up, things are not going to be good at all."

"Why the hell is that?"

"This wedding is a really important thing for your ada. If this does not go well, people will continue saying bad things about him, me, and you."

"Why the bloody hell would they do that?! Who freakin' cares?!"

"They are implying that Aragorn and I are not married because the marriage was not public knowledge. So…"

"They are implying that I'm not even who am I… I get it."

"Promise me…"

"I ain't gonna promise nothing to nobody! Got that! I'm got my own problems to deal with without dealing with everyone else's! Just leave me alone!"

"Tess!"

"Nana, don't try to talk to me. You just don't get it! None of you do! Nothing here means anything to me! Tomorrow I leave this, mess behind and start my life again the way it should be!"

"Tess! Watch what you are saying!"

"NO! I'm not listening to anyone any longer! Everyone knows that I don't belong here! I'm a Ranger's daughter and this isn't my life!"

"Tess, you are not just a Ranger's daughter. You are my daughter and I love you. You are our daughter, Aragorn's daughter and mine. You were born into this life, whether you like it or not. It is who you are."

"I DON'T FREAKIN' GIVE A DAMN!"

"Aragorn never wanted this either. But he's grown to except it as a fact of life. We can't change who we are. All we can change is what we decide to do with our lives."

"I don't want to be here nana and no one can change that! NO ONE!" cried Tess as she stormed out of the room.

Mary woke with a start. "Faramir? Where are you?" she said, sleepily while her eyes were still closed.

"Mary, it's time for you to get up. The weddings are soon."

Mary cursed but woke up.

"How soon can I get married to Faramir?"

"As soon as you get moving!" said Arwen as she stuck Mary's dress into her hands and sent her towards a dressing area.

Mary groaned loudly but headed that way anyways. She at least was getting married in the dress of her choice. And to the man that she had secretly loved for years. It would all be worth it in the end. Or at least she hoped so.

The weddings began shortly. There was still no sign of Tess who had disappeared. Mary and Faramir were being married first in a short, simple ceremony. Mary and Faramir had insisted on it being a quick, private, non-fancy wedding. Arwen had relented, enough though she wanted to plan a flashy wedding for them.

Mary was wearing a black dress with her Charlie sweater and couldn't have been more pleased if she tried. Faramir was dressed in simple but elegant clothes. He too looked very happy.

The ceremony began and soon they had reached the vows.

"Do you, Mary, take Faramir to be your lawfully wedded husband to death do you part?" asked the priest.

"I DO! I DO! I DO! I DO! I DO!" cried Mary, almost jumping for joy.

"And do you, Faramir, take Mary to be your lawfully wedded husband to death do you part?"

"I DO! I DO! I DO! I DO! I DO!" cried Faramir, just as happy.

"You may—" began the priest who was cut off when Faramir grabbed Mary and began to kiss her.

"Ewww!" cried Dolly. "I feel like I'm going to be sick!"

Mary glared at her and tossed her bouquet, which hit Dolly smack in the middle of the forehead, knocking her out.

"That…" sobbed Kate between racking sobs. "Was… the… most… beautiful… thing… I… have… ever… seen! Waaa!"

Then it was Aragorn and Arwen's turn.

Aragorn and Arwen, being King and Queen, had to be married in front of the whole city so the place on the top level where Aragorn had been crowned, was the place of their wedding. Everyone in the city had shown up to see them. And Elrond, the greedy dress wearer was there to walk his daughter down the aisle.

Tess was secretly hidden in the crowd, not too far from where the newlyweds were. She was wearing a simple black dress with a veil over her face. No one recognized her. She glared at Elrond as he passed her. She even stuck her foot out and tripped him. No one saw it. They all thought the Elf-lord had tripped over his own feet because he was wearing a dress. Like that was a big shock.

Tess kept her eyes locked on the greedy dress wearer's every move. She suspected something but she wasn't sure what. Then she saw a flash of metal as Elrond was going to put Arwen's hand in Aragorn's. It was a weapon and she was sure of it. She grabbed Mary's hand and dragged her with her. Mary grabbed Faramir's hand and they formed an odd chain. No one noticed them, as they were fixated on Aragorn and Arwen. But Tess wasn't.

The human chain arrived just in time for Tess to snatch a dagger out of Elrond's hand before he could stab Aragorn.

"Nice trick, dress wearer!" she said, holding the dagger with her fingers for everyone to see. "Trying to do murder?"

"What?" questioned Arwen. "Ada wouldn't dare—"

"Nana, the proof is here."

Elrond grabbed the dagger out of her hold and sliced it in front of him to make an escape route. He slashed Faramir who groaned. Mary grabbed a sword from a nearby guard and Tess pulled her dagger. Together the two raced after the fleeing Elf.

"Get your ass back here Agent Elrond! I'm got some bones to pick with you!" cried Tess as she waved her dagger in the air.

"Me too! How dare you hurt my Faramir!" cried Mary, waving the sword. "Die now!"

Everyone jumped out of the way of the three crazy people. Finally, they reached the end of the top and the edge was all that was left. Mary and Tess blocked off the escape route. They were now standing in the place where Mary had light Denethor on fire and he had fallen to his death.

"Don't kill me! Please!" whined Elrond. "I'm too old and ugly to die!"

"Shut the hell up!" cried Tess. "Mary, do the honors."

"My pleasure!"

"Noooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!" cried Elrond as Mary tickled him.

"Stop it!!!! It tickles!!!! Stop!!!!!" he giggled.

"You can stop any time now, Mary," said Tess.

"Okay," said Mary, dejected.

"Thank you!" cried Elrond, attempting to walk away.

"We're not done with you yet. You must swear that you will never, ever come near me, my ada, Mary, Faramir or anyone that I know. And you will never ever harm anyone that I know or else I will hunt you down and I will kill you. Got it?"

"Um hum," cried Elrond, whimpering.

"Good."

And Mary and Tess walked away heading back to the wedding. Or what was left of it anyways.

Author's Notes:

Sorry that I can't do a double post today. I'll try to post a triple tomorrow to finish off the story. My hands hurt too much for me to continue tonight. I'll explain later.

Reviewers!

Mr. Random – It's okay, my friends and I are pretty random. But no, I don't think that will happen in this story. Maybe in a sequel, but not this one. I loved getting a chance to burn it off. Oh, yeah I forgot that! Oh well, just pretend. No one ever saw them in jail, did they? So how do we know that they were caught? All we know was that they stopped.

A Darker Side of Light – I sure don't! And neither would you! No, Faramir is definitely better off with you than he ever would be with Eowyn! Apparently, everyone liked that one. And I thought no one would. I'll have to look for that pic. If I ever can, I'll get a pic of me in an Arwen style dress that I wore to the Renaissance Festival on the net and send you the link.

TrekieGreenieShannaraElfofME – I guess you are right about the time travel but I'd still like to think that the two worlds co-exist at the same time. Explosions are cool. I would have had more but I was sleepy when I went to sleep.