An- So…yet again it's been a MAJOR long time…sorry about that, it was all Carla's fault, because she DIDN'T send me her parts for like EVER! Long enough that I finally just wrote them myself! But anyway, the next chapter WILL be up sooner because only I write it, and it's all ready to be typed up! Much luv!

Chapter 42

Niori listened in shock as Pippin recalled what had happened to Jane. Her eyes widened in horror as Pippin told her Jane had been struck with a poison tipped arrow and was in the Houses of Healing in very grave condition.

Once Pippin finished speaking, Niori did the only thing that seemed right. She turned on her heal and bolted across the Pelannor and towards the city of Minas Tirith.

She heard Legolas shout out her name, but Niori kept running. Tears were stinging in her eyes as she ran. Oh God, Jane…Jane was hurt…she might even be dying…

Once she reached the gates of the city, she ran into the city, dodging pieces of broken stone and bodies, human and Orc a like. She only stopped once to ask where the house of healing was located.

Once she finally reached the building, she flew open the door and went inside.

She stopped dead and gagged once the heavy air in the building reached her. It smelt like a hospital…just not as…clean. The smell of blood, of various herbal remedies, and death clung heavily to the air. There were cots lined up, much like you would see in one of the old MASH units in one of the old wars from her world (An- the show MASH rox! Great show right there, you should all watch it…reruns are still running and show ended about ten years ago! LOL!). The floor was blood stained. Defiantly not the place Niori would like to be hurt in….

Niori looked desperately for Jane, and finally she found her. The other girl was lying unconscious on a cot while a healer hovered over her. Niori rushed to the cot where Jane lay and fell to her knees beside it. The healer looked at her briefly before turning back to Jane.

" How is she?" Niori asked the healer.

" The Orc poison is strong," the healer replied, not taking his eyes off Jane, " and it had the chance to spread through her body before she came to me. The chance she will survive is slim…"

Niori felt herself stop breathing and new tears start to sting her eyes.

" Oh God…please God no!" she moaned, her voice cracking.

The healer glanced at Niori again, sympathy in her eyes " It is no wonder that she arrived here…a woman does not belong in battle,"

Niori glared at the healer " No…Jane, no matter how un-warrior like she is, belonged in that battle. It was fate…and now she has to pay for it…"

The healer looked at Niori and shook his head before he moved from Jane to another patient.

" Is there any chance she'll survive…?" Niori asked with a broken voice.

" There is a chance," the healer replied, " but it is not likely that she will,"

Niori felt new tears fall down her cheeks " Please don't die…" she whispered to Jane's unconscious form.

" Niori!" A voice called out suddenly. Legolas's voice.

The girl didn't even turn around; she just kept looking at Jane and praying.

' Please God,' Niori prayed, ' please; if you let her live, I'll stop doing all the junk I've done that can be considered bad. No more partying, no more swearing, I'll attempt to get good grades, I won't hurt my little sister anymore, I'll respect my parents. God, I'll do anything if you just let her live. I'll become a nun if you want…no more sex…ok, never mind scratch that last one…'

She felt a hand on her shoulder and looked up to find Legolas standing there.

" Aragorn is a healer," the Elf told her, " he knows Human and Elven healing…he'll try to save her. He loves Jane like a little sister (Jane would scream if she heard him say that) he told me so himself, and he won't let her die. He'll save her,"

" I hope so…" Niori's voice trailed off and she got to her feet. Legolas wrapped a comforting arm around her and tentatively lead her out of the houses of healing, " but I have something else to worry about right now…where's Carla?"

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Carla's eyes slowly opened. She blinked back the bright sunrays and also the tremendous pain that throbbed through her head and her arm. She tried to recall why she felt so much pain, but really couldn't. Her memory was all hazy.

Groaning, she tried to sit up. Her entire body screamed in agonized protest as it moved. With a sharp gasp of pain, she let her body fall back to the hard ground beneath her.

She remembered it all now. The battle…passing out afterwards. She wondered vaguely if she were dead, but dismissed that thought…being dead wouldn't hurt this damn much…

" I've found her!"

The voice came out of nowhere…and it was so loud that it made Carla's head want to explode. She moaned in pain and brought her arm, the one which wasn't throbbing, and started to rub her temples with it.

" Carla, are you alright?" the voice, at first she didn't recognize it. After a moment or two of thought, she realized that it was Eomer's voice.

" Carla, are you alright…please tell me you are not seriously hurt," he spoke again after Carla hesitated in answering.

" Not really…" Carla spoke, opening her eyes again find Eomer kneeling above her, a concerned look upon his handsome face. Standing behind him, was Legolas, looking down over Eomer's shoulder with an equally concerned face.

Eomer was instantly checking her out for any serious injury, and when he touched her left arm, Carla let out a sudden and sharp cry of pain.

" The arms seem to be broken," Eomer turned to look back up at Legolas.

" Then we must get her back to the Houses of Healing quickly. The healers or maybe even Aragorn will have to set her arm and sling it,"

" Guys…I'm still right here, you can talk to me instead of just each other," Carla said, feeling helpless and not enjoying it.

" Sorry," Eomer turned back to Carla, almost smiling at her, " Can you walk?"

" I can't even sit up for God's sake," Carla groaned.

Without a word, Eomer carefully lifted Carla into his arms. Carla gave a small cry of pain as her left arm was moved. Eomer paused for a moment, looking down at her with concern.

" Just my arm," Carla spoke through grit teeth, cradling her arm against her chest.

" Come on…" Legolas motioned back towards the city, " we better hurry back…Niori is frantic enough as it is, and if we don't get Carla back alive soon, she'll probably kill someone,"

" Niori…is she okay?" Carla asked, resting her head against Eomer's chest.

" She's fine," Legolas told her with a small smile, " a little hysterical at the moment because you were missing in action and because Jane…"

" What's wrong with Jane?!" Carla cried suddenly, trying to pull herself out of Eomer's arms.

" She…she was hurt," Legolas told her, " she was poisoned, but Aragorn is taking care of her now, and he has almost gotten the poison out of her system,"

Carla continued to struggle and trey to get out of Eomer's arms, wanting to get where Jane was sooner.

" Don't struggle!" Eomer told her sternly, " You'll only hurt yourself further! What good would it do your friend to harm yourself further! Besides, if we bring you back harmed, Niori would have my head!"

" She'd have both our heads," Legolas spoke from beside them.

Finally, after what seemed like forever to Carla, they reached the Houses of Healing. It was insanely crowded and packed. Inside, Carla saw many familiar faces.

Eowyn lay beside Jane, both of them unconscious. Merry sat up on a cot that was on the other side of Eowyn, talking to Pippin and Niori stood pacing at the other end of the room.

" Would you just sit down Niori!" Carla cried playfully, rolling her eyes at the troubled expression on her cousin's face.

Niori's head shot up to look at Carla. Her eyes grew wide as she realized that Carla was resting, still very much alive, in Eomer's arms.

" Thank God!" Niori cried, moving across the room towards them quickly.

" I told you she'd be okay," Legolas told Niori as she moved in front of them.

" Are you okay?" Niori asked, looking Carla over quickly, " like you're not hurt or anything!"

" I broke my arm…but that doesn't matter. What about Jane?!"

Niori's face went back into the same worried look it had been when Carla first arrived.

" Aragorn got the poison out of her system, but it's still touch and o. She's still in come sort of coma…and even though Aragorn thinks she'll wake up, there's still a huge chance she won't…"

" She'll be fine," Legolas said, moving closer to Niori, " all of you are just too damn stubborn to die, as you've proven time after time,"

" Right…" Carla spoke, noticing that Niori and Legolas were having a 'moment' and feeling just a tad uncomfortable, " maybe we should get me a cot or something…"

" Good idea," Eomer replied, he too uncomfortable. He moved across the room and placed Carla ON a spare cot beside Merry.

" You had us all worried Carla," Merry spoke from beside her.

" Neah…I'm fine,"

" Not so, you still have a broken left arm," Eomer reminded her.

" Well, at least it's my left arm," Carla said with a laugh, and then continued, " I use a sword with my right…and if you think a little thing like a broken arm will stop me from fighting, you're dead wrong!"

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An- Well, there you go! Another chapter!!! Go for it! lol, I Hope that the new chapter will be up soon, I swear it will! Okay, bai bai