Disclaimer: I do NOT own Lord of the Rings! I only own the dvd's & books. Alas!
A/N: Thank you for your encouraging review, ArwenEvenstar83! Hopefully, I'll update a least once week. School might get in the way, but I will try not to leave you hanging for too long!
Chapter 2 - Resurrection
The sun's golden rays streamed through the window as the hobbits were finally freed the ice's long time prisoner. The poor unfortunate victim of winter's wrath finally lay on the floor silent & still. The four hobbit men looked down on the figure as Bilbo sighed, "Poor girl. I had hoped that we wouldn't find an actual person frozen in the ice."
Pippin softly asked his elder cousin, "What do we do now?"
Bilbo quietly replied, "The only thing we can to do. Fetch the coroner."
Merry looked up from the girl as he volunteered Pippin and himself to do just that. After the duo had left Bilbo turned to Frodo, "I'm going to get dressed, lad. You best do so before the coroner gets here."
Frodo nodded as Bilbo left him alone with the young lady. He knelt beside her and studied her white face. Her damp red hair clung to the sides of her face, neck, and shoulders. She was clothed in a thin white night gown with mudstains on the hem of the skirt. On her feet were stockings that were made from thick wool it seemed. As Frodo's gaze came to rest on her closed eyes he wished silently that they would open.
On impulse, it seemed, Frodo gathered her in his arms and held her close. He brushed a few strands of unruly hair back behind her pointed ears with his free hand. A few tears ran down the hobbit's cheeks as he... Wait a minute! Why on earth was he crying? He didn't know the lady who was in his arms! Yet he was shedding tears out of sorrow for ... her, this nameless deceased damsel! Deep in his heart he truly longed for the still heart in her chest to start beating again. For some reason he was aching for her to live once again.
Do you want her live again, a gentle and kind voice full of love and ultimate authority tenderly asked Frodo.
The young hobbit looked up for a moment to locate the owner of the voice, but there was no one else in the room. His tear-filled gaze once again turned back to the still woman as he replied unsure of whether or not the voice was actually real, "Yes, I do want her to live!"
Then trust me now...
As the voice faded, Frodo's forehead met with the young lady's. He closed his eyes as he whispered, "Only Eru can bring her back."
So it shall be!
For a few moments Frodo remained in his position. That is until he felt the soft brush of what felt like butterfly wings on his face. He opened his eyes to find a pair of red eyes reflecting the shock that must have been in his own blue eyes.
A/N: Sorry to leave you guys hanging again. I have to get up & go to class. Hopefully when I get all the stuff that I've written down already typed up, I'll be able to quit that cliffies. I don't like cliffies either, & I really, really feel bad for leaving you all hanging. Again I apologize! I'm having to break down what I've already got written down into chapters. In my spiral I have the prologue & then just this mass of unorganized writing. Please read & review! If you've got some construction critism to give, then please do! I'll appreciate the much needed help!