Brothers: A LOTR Fanfic
A/N: Hey, it's me, and I have come up w/my idea for ch. 8. I'm watching FOTR on the WB right now, so I'm getting some inspiration. Enjoy!
Chapter 8
(Two Months Later)
"Come in!" Arwen yelled to whoever was knocking on her door.
The door opened and Elrond walked in. "Arwen, do you know where Aragorn is?" he asked.
"He's in the garden with Eledhwen," Arwen said, looking up from the book she was reading. "Why?"
"I need to speak with him about an urgent matter," said Elrond.
"What is it?" Arwen asked.
"I'm sorry, Arwen, but I can't discuss it with anyone but him, Arador, or Gandalf," Elrond replied. He walked out and shut the door behind him.
"That's a squirrel," Aragorn said pointing to a squirrel sitting up in a tree.
"Sqwil!" Eledhwen spit out. Aragorn laughed.
Aragorn was sitting in the grass with Eledhwen in his lap. He pointed to a butterfly that was passing them by. "Butterfly," he said. "Can you say 'butterfly'?"
"Bufwy," said Eledhwen.
Aragorn smiled and leaned back on the tree behind him. Eledhwen snuggled into his lap and yawned.
"Does somebody need a nap?" Aragorn said.
"No, Daddy, no...nap..." Eledhwen began before falling asleep.
Aragorn yawned as well. He gently picked Eledhwen up and carried her back to the house.
After entering the house, Aragorn headed towards Eledhwen's bedroom. He ran into Elrond on his way there.
"Aragorn, I ne-" Elrond began. Aragorn gestured to the sleeping Eledhwen, and Elrond lowered his voice to a whisper. "Aragorn, I need to speak with you about an important matter. Find your brother and meet me in my office."
"Both of you are needed in Bree," Elrond explained to Aragorn and Arador. "I have heard from Gandalf that there is a Hobbit who needs to reach Rivendell quickly."
"Who is this Hobbit?" Arador asked.
"His name is Frodo, Frodo Baggins," said Elrond.
"Why does he need to reach Rivendell?" asked Aragorn.
"It is said that he carries the One Ring," said Elrond. "You must find him at the Prancing Pony in Bree. Bring him safely to Rivendell."
"The One Ring has been found?" Aragorn said, surprised.
"Yes," said Elrond. "Sauron is aware of that, and that is why you must keep Frodo safe."
"Arwen, I must leave again," Aragorn told Arwen later, when they were getting ready for bed.
"When?" Arwen asked.
"Tomorrow, very early in the morning."
"For how long?" She got into bed.
"I do not know. It could be anywhere from two weeks to two months." He crawled into bed, too.
"Why must you go?"
"I cannot discuss the reason."
"Why not?"
"Just because, Arwen. I'm not allowed to."
Arwen sighed and pulled up the covers. "I hope you have a safe journey."
"So do I." He kissed her goodnight. "I guess I'll see you whenever I get back."
"I guess so. I love you."
"I love you, too." He kissed her again.
"Aragorn, are you coming yet?" Arador asked as he waited in the hallway for Aragorn.
"Just a minute," Aragorn said, emerging from the bedroom. He walked into Eledhwen's room, gave her a kiss on the cheek, and walked out. "Let's go."
They walked outside, where the sun was just beginning to show up on the horizon. They mounted their horses and headed in the direction of Bree.
Aragorn looked over the hills at the town of Bree. He and Arador had reached it in about four days. They rode down to Bree and stopped in front of the Prancing Pony. A stable boy took their horses to the stables, and they went inside. It was already dark out, and felt like rain.
"Two pints, please," Arador said to the man at the counter. Aragorn went and sat down at a table in the corner. He took out his pipe and lit it.
Arador came over with the two mugs and set them on the table. "So, how long do we wait?" he asked as he sit down.
"However long it takes," Aragorn replied. "He could be here tonight, or he could be here a few days from now."
"But he will be here within the week, right?"
"Yes, according to Lord Elrond."
It began to rain outside, and more people were coming inside. Arador glanced over at the door and saw four hobbits come inside. "Hey, Aragorn, look," he whispered. Aragorn looked and saw the hobbits. One of them spoke to the man at the counter. "Underhill," he said. "My name is Underhill." He spoke to the man a little longer before the four hobbits sat down at a table.
Aragorn noticed that one hobbit was staring at them. "Arador, do you think that's him?" he asked. "He's been staring at us for the last few minutes."
"I don't know," Arador answered. "Let's wait a little longer. We don't want to scare him."
The man walked over to the hobbits and they spoke to each other. The man gestured to Aragorn and Arador in the corner, and the hobbit nodded his head. After the man walked away, the hobbit began to look like he was dazed. He was snapped out of it when another hobbit said, "Baggins? Sure, I know a Baggins! Frodo Baggins. He's my first cousin on my mother's side, once (or is it twice?) removed-"
"Pippin! No!" the hobbit said, getting up. He fell backwards, and a shiny object flew into the air. Arador and Aragorn saw that it was the Ring, and it slipped on to the hobbit's finger.
"That's him!" Arador exclaimed. After Frodo reappeared, they walked over to him and grabbed him.
"You draw too much attention to yourself, Mr. Underhill!" Aragorn said as they took him upstairs.
That's it for this chapter!! Yeah, I know, it's not a cliffhanger, but this is as much as I had time to write. Please review, and I'll have chapter 9 up soon!!