Chapter 6 – When freedom is only one breath away.

Hi there everyone ( Ok so first id like to thank everyone for their reviews! And I have to admit the reviews from the last two people have really got me wanting to start writing this story again – So here goes.

Thanks very much to – ladydeakin, who has inspired me to go on with the story because of her kind review, and also;

Thanks very much to – Kerla, Who's encouraging words made me want to get on and write this chapter, and as for your question, I have already email you and told you ( But the others shall have to wait and find out.

Thank you also to those who have reviewed right from the beginning and I am sorry to you all that it has taken this long for me to update, I know how annoying that can be as I find it annoying myself so my sincerest apologies to you all.

Well enough of my rambling, now – on to the next chapter ( Brightest Blessings Arien xxx

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They waited anxiously for the next two hours. During this time the pain was almost unbearable for Lily, and it ripped through her body in sharp, sudden waves. Elrond had not noticed until she whimpered slightly, a single tear slowly threading itself down her face. At this tiny noise Elrond, who previously had been gazing at the wall, turned to her and his expression turned immediately into that of concern. "How thoughtless of me My Lady" he said to her quietly. "Here I am gazing at the wall and doing nothing when you are so obviously in pain." He gently began to take a look at some of her wounds, and she let him, the pain finally beginning to get to her. "My Lady", he spoke again, "I am afraid I am only able to heal some of the smaller ones, my strength is not at is best at the present time."

She merely nodded, not looking at him.

Elrond at once started to look at her wounds; some were deep, extremely deep. Far too for him to heal in the state he was in... if he attempted those with the little strength he had left he could kill them both, so he settle for trying to make her a little more comfortable for now and began to heal her smaller wounds. First he started on her arms, placing his hands over the top of them, almost but not quite touching them, and as the pale blue light flowed from his hands, so did the wounds heal... This carried on in pretty much the same way until he had healed most of the smaller cuts, bruises and scratches on her body and after that, he sat back to regain his strength.

Lily regarded him out of the corner of her eye. He had just healed her, it did not surprise her. She had heard of this talent of healing before. For some reason she felt guilty, guilty for him healing her. Why is someone such as I worth healing...? I have done bad, and I am being punished for it, so why does he even come near me, show me kindness, I am not worth it. She mused to herself for quite some time before turning to look and him fully, Lily really did not know what to do, she had no way in which to repay him. Feeling a little more trustworthy of this Elven male, she touched his temple. He looked at her and she simply nodded in way of thanks before turning away again.

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Two hours later came swiftly, and just as expected right on time, in marched the usual three orcs – and they were ready for them. Quickly, before the thick-headed creatures even understood what was happening, they were down in a joint effort and a great struggle. Grasping the swords which were attached to the recently unconscious orcs belts, they were out of the door and flying across the stone floor. Adrenaline was surging giving Lily the strength to carry on, keeping up with Elrond. The turned the corner and that was it, that was the end... The room was absolutely filled with the fowl creatures.

Elrond stopped in his tracks and for the first moment in his life, fear began to creep up his spine. They were not going to make it, this was it, he had failed. He pushed the fear back as well as he could and in one last surge of courage, he raised the sword at his side and placed himself between Lily and the mob of orcs and waited for the worst to come.

Lily, afraid pressed her back against the wall behind her and closed her eyes in blind panic. I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going...going to be free, free of pain? Her eyes fluttered open just in time to see the orcs begin to charge. She screamed a silent empty scream, her throat suddenly dry, and then... then nothing.

Elrond watched the orcs, confused by their actions. They had stopped, right in mid – charge and they were standing gazing in fear at something to the side of them. Elrond's heart began to throb in his head, no wait... not throbbing in his head... knocking, banging, somewhere else, at the door. He turned his head in that direction and the great doors burst open and the very next thing he saw was Glorfindel, standing boldly, his sword drawn and ready for battle. The first thought that sprang to Elrond's mind was Thank Valar. With that, he lunged forward at the nearest stunned orc, slashing its head off with one go.

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Ok people ( So here is the next chapter, hope you like it... yey ( Elrond is finally doing his battle thingy, go Elrond, you fight those orcs! And Glory is finally here to help, don't you just love it when gorgeous Elves turn up just at the right moment. ( K well let me know if you like it

Brightest Blessings Arien. Xxx