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A/N: Things in bold are spoken in elvish.
Brianna comes to and realizes no one else is around and sighs in relief until she hears the clang of metal on metal and yelling in the distance. She crawls to the edge of the platform she's on and looks over the edge before scrambling back to the center and clinching her eyes shut and tries to control her breathing. "To high. I'm to high. Crap. Why did I have to be afraid of heights?"
She pulls her knees up to her chest and wraps her arms around her legs. She rests her forehead on her knees and tries to calm herself down not noticing the two Elves that appear carrying a third.
"Milady, are you alright?" one of them questions as he touches her on the shoulder causing her to jump.
She looks up at him in confusion. "What? I don't understand you." she says shaking her head.
He sighs and turns to the second elf. "Do you know how to speak the common tongue?"
Brianna just noticing that someone else was there gasps when she sees the injured Elf laying on the floor. "Oh my god! What happened?" She crawls over to him and begins examining him. Seeing that he's been stabbed in the side her medical training imediatly kicks in. She rips open his tunic to expose the wound and then looks around.
"Water," she says looking over at the elf next to her. "I need water," she repeats and tugs at what she hopes is a water pouch tied to his belt.
The elf then realizes what she's asking for and quickly unties his water pouch. He hands it to her and watches as she pours a little of the water over the wound. She sighs and looks up when more blood imediately fills the wound again. "You. Come here." She points to the elf across from her and then motions for him to come closer.
"I need you to slowly pour the water over his wound," she says using hand movements to try and make him understand. He gives her a confused look until she points at him and then to the water bag as she slowly pours the water on the wound.
Finally understanding he nods and takes the bag from her. He begins doing what she asked and she quickly examines the Elf's wound. It doesn't appear to be to deep and no vital organs were pierced but there is a high risk for infection without the right medicine. She looks up at the elf again and makes a sewing motion. Brianna doesn't bother speaking since she knows he won't understand her anyway.
The elf nods showing that he understands what she wants and quickly moves to a pack on the other side of the platform. He pulls a bundle out of it and hands it to her.
"Thank you," she says as she opens it, inside is bandages and various other medical equipment but no antibiotics or anything that would work as such. "I doubt any of this is sterilized," she sighs as she finds a needle and a bit of what looks like horse hair. "It'll have to do." She quickly stitches up the wound with neat, even stitches and then reaches for the bandages not noticing another elf climb onto the platform.
"What are you doing?" Haldir questions and Brianna looks up to find the arrogant Elf from earlier standing over her.
"What does it look like I'm doing?" she snaps back at him.
He kneels down and checks the Elf's wound and notices the expertly done stitches. He focuses his gaze back on Brianna. "You have done this before?"
"I'm a doctor where I come from," she says as she begins bandaging the Elf's wound.
"What is a doctor? Is it like a healer?" Haldir questions as he helps her wrap the bandage around the Elf's waist.
"Yes," she answers and sits back after finishing with the bandage. "Though our medical knowledge is far more advanced than it is here."
"Will Calenril be alright?" he asks.
"Only if he gets proper medicine to stop infection." She looks down as the injured Elf begins to stir. She puts her hand on his shoulder to stop him from moving. "Tell him he needs to lay still."
"Calenril, you must lie still or you will injure yourself further." he tells him.
"What happened?" Calenril groans.
"You were stabbed with a dagger during the battle. The lady has tended your injuries and you will be fine but you must rest." Haldir says and Calenril relaxes back onto the floor.
Haldir stands and helps Brianna to her feet and away from Calenril. "Milady, I cannot afford enough soldiers to escort him back to the city until the threat of another attack is past. Is he well enough to sit upon a horse?"
Brianna looks up at him sharply. "You will not send him back alone and unable to defend himself from those creatures!"
Haldir shakes his head. "No, I will send one of my soldiers with him."
Brianna sighs. "I don't see any other way." Haldir nods and turns to one of the other elves still there. He speaks quietly with him for a few minutes and then leaves the platform.
Hours later Haldir returns to the platform. Brianna has been alone since Calenril had been taken back to the city. She was bored, hungry, tursty and angry that no one had even bothered to check on her.
"It's about time. How long are you going to keep me here? You could at least give me food and water," she says angrily.
"You have had food and water since you were brought up here," he says opening a pack. "And you will remain here until I am able to escort you to the city but I have duties to attend to first."
Brianna crosses her arms and glares at him. "Why couldn't I have went with Calenril?"
Haldir returns her glare. "Because milady, I am the march warden and it is my duty to escort you to the city," he says testily.
"Would you stop calling me that?!" she shouts in anger. "I do have a name, you know."
Haldir smirks. "But as you have failed to give it to me, milady, I have to address you as such."
"It's Brianna. And what should I call you, oh great March Warden," she asks sarcastically.
"Haldir will do just fine," he sighs, growing tired of the petty argument. "Now, if you don't mind I would like to rest." He lays down on a blanket and rolls to where he's facing away from her.
"Haldir?' A light bulb goes off in Brianna's head and she stares at him in disbelief, her mouth open wide. 'No! No way in hell am I in Middle Earth. Hell maybe, but not Middle Earth! It doesn't exsist, does it? Tolkien did include a lot of detail and even created several languages for the books, or did he? What if he somehow ended up here and then returned to write about it? That would mean that the Fellowship, the different races, the Ring... it was all real.' Brianna sinks to the floor in shock and then jumps back to her feet in alarm. 'The RING! If I'm really in Middle Earth has it been found? Or already distroyed?' She begins pacing the platform as she rubs her forehead in worry. 'Oh my God! What if its happening now? Do I tell them that I know?'
Haldir sighs and looks over his shoulder at her. "Stop your pacing," he demands.
Brianna glares at him but does as he says. She sits on the floor in the center of the platform and sighs. 'What am I gonna do?'