Chapter35

I was furious. And kind of elated, I guess. At least I wasn't captured by a host of barbarians that think that cutting off a person's head and playing volley ball (GAG) with it is fun. But these guys were close enough.

Stupid Idiots. I think by now I should have learned. But noooooooo. So anyway. After they bound me they proceeded to question me. Now fascinated with their brand new little captive SPY, of course.

But you see, this time I was trying a new sort of tactic. It's called SILENCE. I refused to answer any of their questions. And Faramir looked rather pissed for the ware.

"Who are you?" he asked again.

SILENCE

"Who sent you?"

SILENCE.

"I shall ask you one last time, spy, before you are punished for your insolence." He snapped.

SILENCE. I mean sheesh? Why didn't he just give up? And I know for a fact that Faramir is the gentle one. He wouldn't harm me.

"Fine. Perhaps Ilias can persuade you? I suppose we shall see. ILIAS!" He called.

Ok, now I'm a little panicky. What did he mean by persuade? He wouldn't harm me....would he?

The man he called came swiftly. He was young looking, probably in his late teens to early twenties. And he looked uncomfortable though thoroughly pleased to have his lord's attention. "Yes, my lord?"

"Take this spy, and search her, COMPLETELY, perhaps her belongings will provide the answers I seek. Keep her out of sight from the others, but do not be overly gentle." Faramir said, with out a trace of emotion in his voice, but cold amusement in his eyes.

I shook with fury. How dare he? How dare he?

The lad took me roughly by the shoulders and steered me away from the others. When they saw us they laughed, and made rude gestures. Ilias smiled, and pushed me faster. My heart was racing....I'll be lucky if I don't branch off into hysteria soon.

He obviously meant to take me into his tent. And he did. Once inside, he pushed me down to the floor. Then kneeled down next to me.

"Alright spy, lets see what you're hiding." He snapped, and undid my cloak. It pooled to the ground. He smiled. I gave him my coldest glare, and would've slapped him, if not for my bound hands. I refused to make a sound and let him win.

His hands slid over my shoulders and undid the buttons to my overcoat. He slid it down to my elbows, leaving my hands still bound. Next he attacked my blouse, pulling it apart swiftly, I heard it rip.

His fingers traced my smooth neckline, and up my throat. He smiled again. I stood there, half undressed and mute... Locking eyes with me, he reached inside my blouse, and started to toy with my undershirt.

"I suppose we'll have to check for hidden weapons, now won't we?" He asked. Then, sliding his hands around inside of my shirts, he laughed quietly. Tears of fury poled in my eyes.

"That's alright love, I'll be gentle," he said, and his hands moved down to my breeches.....he undid the first button......the second......I screamed.

He clapped a hand over my mouth and looked quite a bit alarmed. But he seemed determined to carry out his little game.

With his free hand he reached into his boot and pulled out a small knife. "Come, come," He crooned, "Behave yourself, love, or I'll use this..." He shifted the knife, and I shook. There was an edge to his voice, something that resembled madness, or lust...

He undid the third button, and slid my breeches down, leaving me in just my under clothes. His hand left my mouth, and he caressed the curve of my hips....My eyes darted around, looking for a way out......then the tent flap stirred slightly.

"Help Me!" I screamed as loud as I could.

And in strode Faramir. When he saw what position I was in, all the good humor was wiped form his face and replaced with horror.

"Bloody hell? What are you doing to her!" He bellowed. Ilias stopped moving instantly.

Faramir was at my side within seconds, and he cut the bonds off my hands. I quickly pulled my pants up, and buttoned up my overcoat, not caring about the other shirts.

"I was doing what you ordered, my lord." Answered Ilias, barley regaining his composure.

"I did not order this.... leave my sight this instant..... while you still have use of your legs." Faramir said quietly, and he meant it. Ilias heeded the warning. As he left, I backed away into a corner.

Faramir turned his gaze on me. He eyes were no longer so cold. "You are very brave, for one so small." He said simply.

SILENCE

He ran a hand through his hair and sighed. "That wasn't supposed to happen, you know." He started quietly. "He was just supposed to scare you into talking....I never thought he would...."

"He is a filthy male. What did you really expect? You let him take me into his tent, Faramir. What did you expect?" I whispered.

"What did you say?"

Great, now I blew my cover. Thanks mouth. SILENCE

"You must speak, or I'll have no choice but to keep you prisoner." He answered, and moved closer to me. "What is your name?"

"Merna of LongCleeve, lord." I answered.

"And who sent you?" He questioned, curiosity, and something else gleaming bright in his eyes.

"No-one, lord." I shrugged. I turned my back on him, and opened my overcoat, so I could fix the shirts underneath.

"A woman, no matter what her size would not be travelling alone."

I turned back around, leaving the top buttons of my blouse and overcoat undone.

"I was not travelling alone. I was captured. By orcs. And then by a man by the name of Grima Wormtongue, whence forth, I was passed into your loving hands. And then supplied to your men." I gave him a cold glare.

"Who were you traveling with?"

"Oh, I was traveling with a lot of people. An elf, a dwarf, a couple hobbits, a wizard, and two men. Aragorn son of Arathorn, and Boromir, man of Gondor." I gave him a wry smile.

"Boromir.....Boromir was my brother...." He stuttered.

"And you are the younger, Faramir, captain of Gondor." I answered.

"Yes...but why didn't you say so?"

"Oh, you really gave me a chance. Here I am, little ol me, surrounded by men with nice pointy swords, you shouting at me, and no food or rest for two odd days. Then, you so hastily pass me off to one of your men, unaided, and harmless to be forced into unwilling copulation. Sounds like my schedule has been a little full, a?" I said, tilting my head at him.

He looked dumbstruck.

"I am sorry, I didn't mean...."

"Of course you didn't you dolt. But how would I explain a half human half hobbit baby to the rest of the Fellowship? I think that they would be most unhappy about that. Don't you?" I said, smart ass-ed-ly.

"You were with the Fellowship?"

"Yes."

"But you are a ...."

"Woman. Yes, I think we've all established that fact. I am the representation for all of Middle Earth's women." I smiled impishly.

"I see." He smiled back. "And what would you have me do, in repense?" He asked.

"Take me to Gondor."

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