A/N: Alright I told ya all that I would have it done in about a week so here it is. I hope you like it. By the way I forgot to write this in the first chapter but I don't own any of it. Thanks for all your reviews and suggestions I need more (suggestions). Specifically I want to know how long I should have the X-men in Middle Earth. I've got a bunch of ideas ending at Helms Deep and a bunch of ideas ending at the destruction of the Ring. I want to know how far you all think this story should go. Either one is cool with me. So tell me what you think.

Nienna of Sorrow: So I get the impression that when Jean died in X2 you weren't too broken up. J/K. I'm glad that it made you day to see the new story. Thanks for the review and as far as Legolas and Storm…wouldn't you like to know.

Wizardsoccor girl: Thanks for the review. Don't worry too much about Jean she's like a fungus. Just when you think you've taken care of them they pop back up…Okay well I suppose that's not a very good analogy but you get the picture.

LDSsunshine: Hey thanks for the e-mail. Yeah Wolverine is going to take it pretty hard, but it's not the first time he's seen someone die and won't be the last. Hopefully I can keep the suspense up. Thanks.

Mia: Hey thanks for the review.

Chapter 2

Premonitions

Frodo couldn't sleep, every time he closed his eyes, his mind was assaulted with images of Gandalf's face just before the wizard fell. The hobbit sat up and looked to his friends who were all sleeping soundly. Though he felt great peace in Lothlorien there was so much that troubled him. He felt so much guilt…guilt for Gandalf, for bringing his friends with him on the quest, guilt for not being strong enough. The night was cool and Frodo suddenly felt compelled to walk. As he passed through the trees he thought again of Gandalf and how much the wizard had helped him. Boromir's kind words from earlier came to mind. Frodo knew that the human was right, that he didn't need to feel the weight of the dead in addition to the weight of the Ring but he couldn't help it. Gandalf had given him the choice of the route to take and he had chosen through Moria. Perhaps if he had chosen to continue on the mountain they would have Gandalf with them still. The guilt welled up more inside the hobbit as he suddenly found himself in a beautiful grove full of fountains. There as a small pillar with a dish on it. Frodo's eyes suddenly caught hold of a figure walking towards him.

Galadriel's tall, slender figure, clad in white carried a pitcher which she had filled in a nearby fountain.

"Will you look into the mirror?" she asked mystically

"What will I see…" Frodo responded feeling the strength of the elven figure before him.

"Even the wisest cannot tell," Galadriel replied cryptically as she poured water into the mirror, "For the mirror shows many things. Things that were, things that are, and some things that have not yet come to pass."

Frodo crept up to the mirror looking nervously to the elf queen. Slowly he peered into it as the ripples began to distort his face. He suddenly saw his friends Legolas, Gimli, Merry, Pippin, Sam; each of them turning their backs to him. Gradually the image changed to that of the Shire with its green pastures and rolling hills, the images suddenly changed to darkness as he saw his home consumed with fire and orcs slaughtering his people the fire suddenly turned as if it were a great bird which devoured everything in its path…then it changed into the eye. Frodo tried to scream but couldn't, yet he felt the Ring being pulled into the water. As if he had a giant block of stone rather than a ring around his neck. At the last moment Frodo managed to lurch away from the mirror and fall to the ground.

"I know what it is that you saw…" Galadriel said beginning to move toward Frodo but she suddenly stopped, something in the mirror caught her attention. Her head turned ever-so-slightly as the images took form. "What is this?" she marveled, "The mirror shows more, Creatures I have never seen…"

Frodo looked affrightedly at the elf she was staring intensely at the mirror different colors dancing across her face.

"Claws, fire, light," she muttered "great power that I have never seen!" the light from the reflection suddenly became a bright red Galadriel screamed and knocked the basin over. She turned to Frodo desperately trying to inhale.

"What happened?" Frodo asked standing up.

"I saw what the enemy has planned. Just as you did the Eye almost found you when you looked but in doing so I saw a glimpse of more of what was to come. You saw what will happen if you should fail."

Frodo could suddenly hear her thoughts in his mind much like he had felt when Xavier had done the same. "The Fellowship is breaking. It is already begun. He will try to take the Ring. You know of whom I speak. One by one it will destroy them all…"

Frodo held out the one Ring to offer it to Galadriel herself.

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"V…Vhat happened!" Nightcrawler blurted out suddenly waking up. His eyes trying desperately to focus.

"Calm down Kurt." Storm's voice came as she began to lay the other mutant back down on to his bed of leaves. "You were hit on the head. You've been in and out of conciousness for the last few hours. This is the first thing I've heard you say that wasn't in German. How do you feel?"

"Like that orc with the shield was still hitting my head." the furry mutant replied. Calming down as his eyes began to focus on Storm's face. He was suddenly aware of the trees around them and a small fire to his side. He tried to rise but the other mutant pushed him back down.

"Vhere are we?" he asked. "Vhere are the others."

"We escaped that horrible place," Storm said her voice beginning to falter somewhat. "It was midday and we ran until night fall."

"Vhat about my other question." Nightcrawler said he turned his head to see Jubilee sleeping fitfully nearby looking as if she had cried herself to sleep. He could not see any of the other X-men. "Vhat about the others!? Scott? Logan?"

"Logan…is around," Storm said obviously trying hard not to show her emotion. "Scott's looking for him."

"and Jean…?" Nightcrawler asked, Storm did not answer "Vhat happened!?" the mutant yelled sitting up straight his head pounding. He could see tears beginning to escape her eyes.

"No…" Nightcrawler began surmising the other mutants fate but desperate for details "Vhat happened to Je…" but he was interrupted by an unearthly roar. The roar that seemed to belong to creatures of nightmares. A roar he recognized.

"Vhat is Wolverine doing?" he asked.

"Collecting firewood." Storm chocked out.

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The tree came crashing down smashing everything in its path. Wolverine roared again and assaulted another tree with his claws. He had learned from the Indians in Canada to respect nature but he was lost to the animal within himself. The loss of Jean drove the man out of him. His mind went over and over again to her face as she let go of his hand. The next tree fell, as did Wolverine; to his knees, other emotions other than rage taking him as he buried face into his hands and began to sob. A long time before that he would not have allowed himself the luxury of tears, but experience had taught him that they were not a sign of weakness and that it was best not to hold back grief. Again and again he played the scenario in his mind trying to see if he could have saved her. In the corner of his mind he knew that Jean had chosen to sacrifice herself, but he still felt the weight upon his shoulders. He knew Cyclops was in a similar state somewhere else in the woods.

Wolverine sat for a long while thinking of Jean, of the first time he had met her on Krakoa the mutant island. He thought of all the things she had done for him. How much she had taught him and helped him overcome the animal inside of himself. He thought of when she had come back after they all thought that she was dead. She had cheated death once he couldn't believe that she could do it again. Wolverine's thoughts strayed to Cyclops. He could feel himself growing hot as his anger grew. It was his fault, if the mutant leader had fired on the orcs that were shooting the arrows. He would have been able to pull Jean up or maybe she wouldn't have made her decision to let go. Wolverine slammed his claws into the trunk of a tree he had felled in frustration. His mind could not fathom that she had died it didn't feel right to him. He almost thought he could hear her walking toward him. Suddenly he stopped his mourning coming to the realization that he could hear something come toward him.

His mutant senses snapped to life. The mutant felt his blood boil as he could recognize the smell of what was approaching him. The mutant backed away slowly until he had virtually become part of the forest that surrounded him. Both his claws bared. The footsteps grew near. Wolverine's pulse quickened from the thought of revenge. Just as the source of the smell entered the clearing that he had made. The mutant suddenly roared leaping like a feral beast from the trees. More than a dozen orcs scattered in terror as what they thought was some sort of yellow, blue horror, ripped their leader to shreds. A few of the braver attacked while the beast was still busy with their leader. The creature named Wolverine roared cutting one orc in two and slicing right through the blade of another one. The remaining orcs scattered. Wolverine roared after them and managed to grab hold of one. He whirled the creature around to face him and brought his claws back, ready to make one final kill for Jean.

"Wolverine stop!" Cyclops' voice came as the other mutant came running into the clearing. "Don't kill him!"

"Give me one good reason 'one-eye!" Wolverine growled "These monsters are the reason that you're a widower. Way I see it the more we kill the better place this world will be."'

"Logan," Cyclops said lowering his hand tiredly "I know how you feel, but right now we're in the middle of a forest in a time that we have no clue about. We need information, and that monster you have byt the neck may be our only chance to find the Fellowship or Cable."

Wolverine growled angrily not wanting to accept Cyclops' reasoning, but finally the mutant sheathed his claws. Cyclops approached the creature which was still being held by the throat. Looking terrified at him.

"What are you doing in this forest." Cyclops said looking the creature in the eye. The orc didn't respond it just stared at Cyclops' visor terrified.

"You better start talking, Bub" Wolverine said bringing his two outside claws to either side of the orc's throat. "Or do you want to go for number three." his middle claw coming out stopping just as it made contact with the creature's flesh."

"We were hunting the group that came through our domain not long ago." the orc finally said "Their wizard killed our fire god, but at least it took him with it." the orc smiled hideously but then looked nervously at Wolverine. "We followed them as far as the woods of the elf witch. Some of our party entered but we remained. They are dead now or worse, slaves to her. We were returning to Moria our domain."

"He was talking about the Fellowship." Cyclops said to himself then turned back to their captive, "These woods how do we get to them."

"Wish you to die too eh?" the orc smiled a toothless smile "Fine by me. Just follow the river, southward, then you'll come the stinking forest and then the witch will take you and kill you." the orc started laughing hideously until Wolverine bashed its head into a tree trunk.

"Wolverine!" Cyclops said angrily "Was that necessary?"

The other mutant whirled around and faced his leader fuming. "What do you want one-eye!? I didn't kill him! He told us what we need to know I can smell the river from here!"

"Look…" Cyclops sighed, "I'm sorry…but none of this will bring her back. I hurt just as much as you do…"

Wolverine roared and slammed his fist against a tree. "Do you!?" he boomed "At least I'm trying to do something about her being gone! You! What are you doing? Nothing! Just like you did when she was hanging over the edge and I caught her!"

Cyclops clenched his fists tightly "I was holding Kurt!" he countered "Did you just expect me to drop him and try to grab Jean!? I'll be sure to tell him that you wished that he was dead and not…" Cyclops seemed to choke on his words.

Far from satisfied Wolverine continued "It's all the same! When she was Dark Phoenix you just stood and watched her vaporizer herself. You never cared for her! You never deserved her!"

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" Cyclops roared his hands shooting up to his visor, "DON'T YOU EVER SAY ANYTHING LIKE THAT AGAIN!"

Wolverine smiled and bore his claws "Yes, that's it Scotty boy! Lets do this!"

"NO!" a voice came from above as Storm floated down in between them. "WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU TWO ARE DOING! DO YOU THINK THAT KILLING EACH OTHER WILL BRING BACK THE DEAD! WE ARE LOST IN ANOTHER TIME AND HAVE NO WAY OF GETTING A BACK AND ALL YOU TWO CAN DO IS THINK ABOUT HOW TO KILL EACH OTHER!"

"Fine!" Wolverine growled sheathing his claws, "You win 'Ro, but me and one-eye will talk about this later."

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"JEAN!" Xavier blurted out as his eyes snapped open, his room filled with darkness. Suddenly his door flew open and Rogue charged in.

"Professor!" she said "are you alright? Ah heard ya yellin out."

"Yes, Rogue" Xavier replied "I'm fine, but I felt something. Like a psychic cry for help. I fear for our fellow X-men. Where ever they are."

"Don't worry Professor," Rogue said "Beast will find out what happened to them. Ah think that he's still studying in the lab. We'll get them back."

"I know," Xavier responded though his voice betrayed his true feelings "I only hope that we will be able to help them in time. I fear grave things are about to happen."

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Next time: The X-men reach Lothlorien and a new evil looms in Middle Earth.