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Chapter 14, Bye, bye Saruman!

Nimloth woke up rested and slowly opened her eyes and stretched out as she yawned. There was no sun that day, and the clouds announced rain. She turned to her side viewing what had been her room since three days. Two days had passed since she woke for the first time and since Saruman had visited her. She felt awfully lonely and bored. There were some fruits placed on a bowl on top of a small table but she was not hungry. She sat on her bed and brushed her hair with her hands. While doing this she decided it was time to go. Something told her that if she was ever going to leave Orthanc this was the day. She paced around the room and started planning her escape. The hours passed and soon it was mid-day but she hadn't thought of any way of escaping, although her thoughts kept pointing the window. She cast her self upon the soft bed.

"I'm never getting out of this damn place," she groaned. "There is no possible way of going out alive...except for jumping out of the window but I guess that would get me killed to." She pressed her face against the pillow , cursing.

She suddenly heard a gentle knock followed by the door opening and Saruman coming in.

"Hope I'm not disturbing you my lady," he said politely.

"Yes, actually I was attending really important matters with my friend here, pillow..." She couldn't avoid sarcasm since she was in a mood.

"Oh, I see, well your matters with Mr. Pillow will have to wait, for I need to speak to you, remember?" he said sitting next to her. She looked to the ground for she knew what was coming next: Mind games. "Now, I assume you will try to cooperate this time, I don't have much time."

"Well if you only give me a little time I rather have none," she scoffed.

At this Saruman only chuckled. "Well, let us start then."

What went on was very monotone: Saruman, trying to get into Nimloth's mind and she was fighting back and this went on for quite a few minutes.

"Will stop it already?!" Nimloth snapped. "I've told you a billion times : I WILL NEVER TELL YOU!"

"No, that's not right my lady, you know very well what may happen if you disobey me..." Saruman said in his persuading, soothing voice. Nimloth nodded. "Now, be a nice girl and tell me, where is the ring bearer?" At this Nimloth broke into laughter. "I've had enough of you wench!" Saruman screamed with rage dripping from his voice which was now deep and frightening. Nimloth shrugged and tremble slightly, she feared him but she'll never let him know.

" Saruman , you called me a...a...Wench?! Ay! I feel so insulted!" she said mimicking a hurt and defenceless damsel.

He shook his head and shied. "I'll see you later darling," he said as he went away slamming the door behind him

'Darling' he called me darling ?I feel disgusted!' She went towards the door and without any hopes she pulled it. To her surprise it opened. Her eyes were wide open and her face showed a wide grin.

When Saruman slammed the door it didn't shut properly. Now it was the moment for her to escape, she didn't care about anything anymore and she went out and through the first steps of the staircase. Immediately she met an orc and turned back quickly, locking herself in the room again, pressing her back against the door. 'I really think I'm going to have serious issues with orcs, I'm such a coward'

Then, someone tried to open the door. That someone was certainly not happy at all, she heard the snarls of the orc she had met earlier. He was to strong and she wouldn't be able to block the door for much longer, she looked about the room and grabbed the chair next to the door and blocked the door with it.

'Come on, Nimloth, THINK!' She scratched her head. 'The window?' Everything pointed that the window had always been the exit way. It was time for her to be brave.

She picked her travelling clothes and wrapped them in the elven cloak that was provided to her in Lorien, a sudden remembering of that land flashed into her mind, she sighed, but there was no time for such things. It seemed the orc was gone but she was sure he would return soon and with help. She was right, the door started trembling again. She strode to the open window, into the balcony, the wind messed her dress and played along with her pale hair. She took a deep breath. And was about to say something when she looked downwards. 'Pippin! Merry! And...a thing...' she thought, too overwhelmed to yell at them. Isengard was covered in water, and they were between this whole mess. She was snapped back to reality when the door began trembling harder.

She took a deep breath again, and sighted, she had to do it. She tied the pack (elven cloak with the other stuff in it.) to her bare ankle , and stood straight.

"Raven shall I be Great Torment will I live Until the day I will Return to be me," she recited, remembering that she was never good on animal transformations. And with this she felt light as a feather and felt like a warm light embraced her, lifting her into the air.

The orcs entered harshly with Saruman behind them.

"She's a witch!" one of them yelled as he saw the girl floating into the air turning into a black raven, seeing how her arms changed into wings. An evil kind of laughter was heard and they realise it was Nimloth, she didn't say a word but cried as ravens do, and then took off with speed.

She fled directly into the moving thing that was with Merry and Pippin, and posed on top of his head.

"Look Merry! A raven! And as black as I have ever saw!" exclaimed Pippin.

"Yes! I thought this kind of ravens dwelt only northwards in...Angmar," Merry replied stranged.

The raven fled to the ground and took off again away from them.

"Now raven but soon woman, Out fur (a/n: I know ravens have feathers...) and skirt again."

Nimloth recovered her human form in the middle of the forest where no one could see her. She was glad she had tied the package to her ankle, for she had lost her clothes up there in Orthanc and stood just as she was brought to the world. She dressed up quickly, longing to see Merry and Pippin.

Pippin sat rubbing his chin, that raven had really puzzled him, and the thing Merry said about the raven dwelling in Angmar intrigued him even more. Merry sat next to him, talking to Treebeard. A faint shadow walked miles away towards them, only Treebeard noticed it, but decided not to rush things up, so he waited. After a while the hobbits devised it too.

"Look someone's coming!" Pippin exclaimed.

"Yes! I see it too!" Merry cried. "I wonder who it is..."

Pippin narrowed his eyes, in order to see better, it was useless, the person was still too far away from them. "Can you see it Treebeard?" Pippin asked hopelessly.

"As a matter of fact, I can, little one," he admitted. "I thought you had seen her a long time ago...hmm..."

"Is it a woman then?" Pippin asked happily.

"Yes...she is a woman...hum...I could describe it to you if you want..."

"Yes please!" Merry urged.

"Alright little one, no need to rush things up...hum she is tall, for being a human that is...she has pale hair and green clothing. Is that enough?"

"Nimloth! Nimloth!" Pippin cried , he didn't need Treebeard's description, he saw her now.

"Pip! Merry!" she cried back running towards them.

They reached each other and hugged for a long time. Nimloth felt as the tears clouded her vision. And so did the hobbits.

After the whole reunion hugs, Nimloth was introduce to Treebeard, she was really amazed with him, and Treebeard with her. Merry and Pippin told her what happened to them after they split up, and Nimloth told them all about her staying at Orthanc.

"I hope these two didn't cause much trouble," Nimloth said.

"No, not at all, indeed they helped much," he replied thoughtfully.

Pippin run past them and looked over his shoulder. "Come on, The others will arrive soon, we are to go and greet them!" he called, running and jumping here and there.

"Hobbits!" Nimloth muttered. "Wait for me!" she cried, as she run , only thinking of the bad news Aragorn would give her, something that she already knew.

A/n: So? I know very incoherent...it's late...really, really late...OOH! I've just realise it's almost 5 am! So Plz review! I'm getting Boromir and Nimloth together soon!