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Chapter 5: Bad Memory and Arguments

Haldir heard her coming. She was humming, which slightly surprised him considering just an hour before she was saying she would find no rest in the city. Her bath must have cleared her mind. He stood from the sofa and turned to look towards the hall. However, instead of coming into the sitting room as he expected she never came. Haldir furrowed his brow and looked at her animal that had now fallen asleep next to the fire. He shook his head and walked down the hall, listening carefully. He heard her movements coming from the bed chamber. He was about to knock on the door when it suddenly opened.

Ana screamed and threw the hairbrush she held in her hands at the intruder. She pushed him by the chest and made to run from the house when her wrists were grasped firmly. She gasped quietly at the pressure on her left wrist and looked up with fear filled eyes at the elf that held her. Her fear soon dissipated and she looked at the cold blue eyes of Haldir. She jerked her hands free from him, her damp hair shaking slightly around her, and crossed her arms over her chest.

"What are you doing in here? Don't you people knock or do you just do as you wish?" she asked as she kneeled down and grabbed the hairbrush and turned from him. He spoke quickly, his tone alone proving to Ana that he was angry but she was angry with him. He just barged into her house, not even knocking and to make matters worse, he made her wrist hurt once again. She ran the brush through his hair listening to him talk heatedly at her, but she hadn't the slightest idea what he was talking about so, she just ignored him. Ana walked into the living room she could hear the movement of his clothes and his words getting louder.

"Ana!" he exclaimed sharply and he turned her around to face him. The force of his hands on her sent the brush flying towards Sadie. Ana looked up at him and glared.

"What? You know I can't understand you so what's the point in yelling at me?" she yelled back at him. She shook her shoulders free from his hands and walked into the kitchen, thankful to see that Sadie had eaten her own food and didn't touch Ana's. She picked up the glass and took a deep drink of the water and sighed when she heard Haldir speak from behind her. His tone was quiet but she could easily tell the anger in his tone. She turned around and looked at him and sure enough he was looking at her with dark eyes.

That woman was infuriating. First she assaults him with a hairbrush and strikes him, then yells at him before she completely ignores him while he reprimands her. He walked into the kitchen looked at her back coldly. "You would do best to listen to me," he said quietly. She turned and looked at him then. She spoke and shook her head as she sat her goblet down. As she spoke she pointed at herself and pointed at him then gestured to her mouth and ears with a shake of her head.
"Do you forget things in like two seconds?" she asked as she sat her glass down and stepped towards him. She gestured with her hands as she talked to him. "I can't understand you, you can't understand me. Don't you get that?" she asked. She pushed passed him once again. She wasn't hungry anymore. "Sadie, come on," she said and the dog quickly followed her out of the house. She ran down the stairs and as soon as she stepped on the grass, she remembered she didn't have her shoes on. Ana turned to go back up to get her flip flops but stopped. He was still up there and she turned back around and walked through the trees barefoot.

Ana walked and soon found herself a good enough distance away from everything and sat down under a tree. Sadie laid down next to her and Ana sighed. She silently hoped that by sitting on the ground she wouldn't ruin the beautiful dressed they had lended her. Her eyes scanned the trees and she felt at peace. For the first time since she had found herself in that place she felt at peace. She still wanted to go home, but a small part of her found that she felt at home. She pushed that feeling away and wrapped her arms around her stomach as she laid against the tree. Ana closed her eyes and took a deep breath as she felt her weariness wrap around her and consume her.

When she left, Haldir let out a growl of frustration and punched at the wall. He had never met some that had the ability to get under his nerves as much as that woman. He left the talan and went to retire to his own when the voice of the Lady echoed in his mind.

"She is your charge Marchwarden. You are just as infuriating to her as she is to you. You forget she does not understand you, so why should she listen when she knows not what you say?" she asked and Haldir sighed. Of course, he knew that Ana did not understand him, but it always seemed to slip his mind. "You know where to find her. Go and bring her to her talan. The forest, although beautiful, is not place for her to sleep."

"Yes, my lady," he thought dryly before he turned down the path that she and her animal had made. He mumbled quietly to himself as he walked until he saw her. She laid asleep under one of the larger trees her animal laying next to her. He sighed before he walked over. The animal woke and looked at him. "I am not here to argue, I am just going to take her to her home,"he told the animal who remained silent. Haldir slid one arm under her knees and the other behind her back and lifted her from the ground. He looked down at her face when he heard her take a deep breath and sigh.

She did not wake, she just rested her head against his shoulder and her right arm wrapped around his chest and her hand rested on his shoulder. He stiffened slightly when he felt her get comfortable in his arms. Haldir shook his head as he walked through the trees, the animal following. The woman in his arms was one he knew he would never understand. Most mortals were easy to understand and read, but this one, this one he had a feeling would be nothing but trouble.

Ana rolled over in the soft warm bed and cuddled with her pillow. She stopped and sat up slightly resting her body on her elbow. "When did I walk back?" she asked.

"You did not walk back," a familiar voice echoed and she looked up to see Galadriel smiling kindly at her. Ana sat up and ran her fingers through her hair. She knew she was a mess. Galadriel held out something in her hand. Ana laughed and took the offered hairbrush.

"Thank you," she said and ran the brush through her hair. "How did I get here?" she asked as she climbed from the bed and looked up at the lady.

"Haldir retrieved you and carried you back." Ana's eyes widened and looked down to see she was still dressed in the light blue gown she had on when she fell asleep outside and to her surprise it wasn't wrinkled. "Do not be angry with him for last evening." Ana looked up at Galadriel with a raised eyebrow causing the elf to laugh quietly.

"He doesn't have a very good memory does he? I mean, he seems to forget that I can't understand anything he says to me," Ana said as she sat the brush down on the bed stand. Galadriel nodded her head.

"He has a good memory, he just tends to forget things when it comes to you." Ana nodded and rubbed her wrist, which to her surprise was wrapped in something and no longer hurt. She looked down and saw it wrap in a soft white cloth. "He tended to your wrist last night before he left you." Ana looked back at Galadriel with slight surprise before a loud growl filled the room. Ana blushed and put her hand over her stomach and Galadriel smiled at her. "There is another dress in the wardrobe for you to change into. I will be waiting in the sitting room, and we shall have breakfast. I do believe you are rather hungry." Ana laughed quietly and nodded.

"Alright thank you," she said. Galadriel nodded and left the room silently. Ana let out a heavy push of air before she quickly changed and joined Galadriel.

After a very filling breakfast with some of the most delicious food she had ever eaten in her entire life, Galadriel led her up the same place she had first met her. They walked in silence for a while before Ana broke it. "You're husband is really nice," she said out of nowhere and Galadriel smiled.

"Celeborn is a noble and wise ellon," Galadriel responded and Ana frowned.

"Ellon?" she asked and Galadriel looked at her.

"A male elf, child, a female elf is an elleth." Ana nodded taking those two terms into memory. "I will be teaching you what is known as common tongue. It is the language of men in Middle Earth." Ana nodded absently. "Haldir shall be helping me." Ana stopped following her up the stairs and groaned quietly before she hurried to catch up.

"Must he?" Ana asked and Galadriel laughed again, but did not answer her.

Haldir sighed as he paced in the Lady's sitting room. He was waiting for her and Ana to arrive. He heard Ana approaching and he knew Lady Galadriel would be with her. He stopped and looked towards the door. Ana opened it and laughed quietly but her laugh soon died at her lips when her eyes landed on him. However, instead of the expected glare she looked at him with eyes that weren't cold yet they weren't warm. A slight blush graced her cheeks and she looked to the Lady and spoke quietly. Galadriel smiled and nodded before she stepped into the room and looked at Haldir.

"Good morning Marchwarden," Galadriel said. Haldir bowed his head. "Ana wished me to tell you good morning and thank you." Haldir raised an eyebrow and looked at Ana with surprise. The woman glared then and crossed her arms over her chest before she said something quickly. "She said 'I only thanked you for putting me to bed and fixing my wrist, nothing else'." Galadriel left off a few choice words that she did not quiet yet understand the meaning of but had a feeling that they weren't positive. Haldir smirked and nodded.

"I expected less, my lady." Galadriel's smile grew and she shook her head.

"Let us begin, we have much to do." Galadriel moved away and over to a table where she opened an old book. Haldir nodded and looked at Ana who had lowered her arms and he noticed for the first time a scar on the left side of her neck. As if sensing his eyes on the scar, Ana quickly pulled some of her hair over her shoulder, covering it from his eyes. Haldir moved his eyes to meet hers and for the first time she refused to meet his eyes.