Author's Notes: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I honestly never meant to
take this long, really I didn't. But I'm quiet proud of this chapter, so I
hope ya'll find it worth the wait. ( Also, many thanks and eternal
gratitude go to DrewMarigold, who spent (most literally) hours on AIM with
me, helping to keep the canons in canon. So if you see her around, be sure
to let her know how much you appreciate what she did. DREW IS WONDERFUL!!!!
OK, so now on to everyone's favorite part (yeah, right, sure...)
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THE REVIEWER'S NOTES:
Batgirl-93041: Not to worry, it's one of those non-meltable snowmen and I'm very glad you're enjoying the story (even if it is taking me forever and a fuzzlemonkie to update).
Aynisha: I'm glad I wasn't the only person impressed with the length! Jenna will put everything where all the other MarySue's put it (I could tell you where that is, but then I'd have to kill you and you're such a nice reviewer too...) She can't have a lightsaber because while the Sues don't care about the canon, Jenna does. And the elf should have brought you some chocolate for Christmas, if he didn't, well then there is a very happy chocolate eating elf somewhere.
Ithinkineedanewname: Yes, they are in Middle Earth now. ( Elven contacts....very dangerous if you're not one for coordination. You are most welcome for the chocolate, thank you for the reviews.
Snoa: Glad you like the writing!
Firefall-Firemon-Link64e: A coupon and everything!? ::feels special:: Anyways, ask Miss Anna what kind of weapon you got, she knows better then I do. The moosetracks and pass to Middle Earth were much enjoyed and well used.
Starbrat: Expect the unexpected.
Europa: I'm glad you like the story, thanks for the e-mail and your appearance will be coming up before too long!
Amers: Reviews are good.
Aradi: If a snowman was on my doorstep trying to give me chocolate, I would take it and invite him inside to eat some, but that's just me. Sorry it's a little late for Christmas, but I managed to get you a Lizzie Elfy and even convinced him to wear the reindeer outfit. ::hands him to Lizzie::
Young_little_Kitten: Anna and Allyce are both crazy and enjoy weapons. What happens to Anna, Allyce and Jenna? I guess you'll have to read to find out. (
Lyrique: PURPLE ELEPAHANTS, they're a good thing!
Melanie Sydney and Summer Sue: Midnight or after consuming much sugar is the best time to read *anything* I write. Makes the most sense because that's when the normal human comes closest to my kind of logic.
DreamCatcher: The MIA is worse then most any school...besides for maybe OFUM?
-The MIA Chronicles- By: Violet Dawson
Jenna had been lying on her back for hours, staring at the ceiling and listening to the footsteps of Sue #3 outside her door. She couldn't be a normal guard and stand there, no, she had to pace. Stupid over-dramatic MarySue.
Soon thoughts of MarySues changed into thoughts of Celeste and the conversation they'd had that afternoon. Well not really a conversation, more like Celeste blabbering at her and Jenna standing there having happy thoughts involving Celeste and the top of Orthanc.
"Do you know how many girls would give up everything to be in your position? Can't you just give in and be happy to be on fate's good side?"
Seeing that that approach hadn't gotten her anywhere, Jenna was still smiling strangely at her; Celeste tried something else.
"The MIA could secure your future, perhaps a full scholarship to NTID?"
The smile left and something like interest had taken its place. She regretted that now, she'd given Celeste an in and the woman had taken it like a purple elephant to moosetracks.
"You'd like that, wouldn't you? You know there's no way you'll get in on your own and even if you could...well let's just say money talks. And what am I asking for in return? Only a little help."
She'd paused to let it all sink in, watching Jenna closely, but she'd managed to regain her composure.
"Believe me Miss Williams, it is much more profitable to be my friend then my enemy."
And then the memory faded and Jenna was in her room again listening to the footsteps of the over-dramatic Sue.
She wondered what Anna and Allyce were doing, most likely jumping up and down and shouting things like "we get to glomp the bishies." Not that she hadn't thought of that herself, hormones were a mystery known only to the teenage girls who held them, but she knew she couldn't.
The canon needed to run itself. Still fangirlish tendencies ran deep, and she wondered if she'd be able to pull off the scheme that had been forming in her mind since she had come back to the MIA.
Jenna guessed she should read through some of the script and see what she was up against. Stumbling around in the dark and somehow managing to bump into every piece of furniture in the room she finally found the light switch.
All right now to find where she left the script. The garbage? Now how could it have gotten in there? Pulling it out of the can, she flipped to a random page and started reading; only to find out what she should have known all along...this was going to be a long mission.
Now that she was assured the next year or so was really going to suck royally, Jenna turned the lights back off and laid down on the bed, hoping for sleep.
"We're wasting away, Merry. Look, if I turn sideways, I disappear." Pippin complained, turning his side to Merry to prove his point.
"Pippin, even my stomach is frozen stiff, how can you think of food when it's this cold?"
Merry replied, glancing at his friend with a look that said food had crossed his own mind more times then he would admit. Pippin managed a half- frozen smile that disappeared as Merry fell into a drift of snow.
"Hey, what's this?"
Merry mumbled to himself, brushing snow out of his eyes and hair. He looked down at whatever it was, half buried in the drift.
His eyes grew larger and he yelled, "Strider! Come quick! Someone's stuck in the snow! Pippin! Come help!"
Staying on his knees, Merry started pushing snow away from the face of, whoever it was. He heard something to his right and looked up just long enough to see Pippin get down on his knees and start brushing snow off the figure's legs. Merry had finally uncovered enough of the figure's face to make out some of its finer details.
"It's a girl and she looks...blue," He announced worriedly to everyone in hearing distance.
He was so absorbed in the alarming sight before him that he didn't hear Aragorn as he knelt beside him in the snow, only taking notice when a pair of strong hands pulled him away from the figure in the snow.
He watched from his new position as Gimli moved Pippin away in a similar manner, leading him over to Merry. The hobbits stood as together with concerned expressions on their normally carefree faces, watching Aragorn's inspection of their discovery.
Strider moved with practiced ease; checking first for a pulse, then for breath or some other sort of movement. His face remained unreadable throughout the process and he stood before he turned to face the anxious hobbits.
"She is too far gone, we have neither the time or the resources to waste. Merry, Pippin, I am sorry."
All were silent as they absorbed the gravity of the situation.
"She's alive and we're leaving her out in the cold? What if she wakes up?" Pippin asked quietly.
"She will not wake up. We must leave now if we are to get off the mountain before nightfall." Aragorn answered, turning to continue on their path.
"But what if she does?" Merry asked, turning to Gandalf for an answer. "She will not wake up." Gandalf echoed Aragorn, silently relived to be leaving the mountain without the girl. There was something not right about her, even in this unconscious and helpless state.
Sam, who had been quiet since the incident began, spoke up. "Wasn't it you, Mr. Gandalf who said that we didn't have the right to be passing judgment on who lives and dies? Seems to me like we're doing a bit of judgment passing here."
Having spoken his peace, Sam shoved his hands in his pockets and walked back to stand beside Frodo, looking shyly at the ground.
Gandalf sighed, of all the things he'd ever said to the hobbits that would be the one they'd remember. They were right though, to leave the girl there would be passing out a death sentence, one they didn't have the right to give.
Gandalf nodded to Aragorn, "Bring her with us. We cannot in good conscience leave her here, at the mercy of the elements and fell creatures that pursue us. Once she is able to answer our questions, we will decide how to proceed."
A/N's: Alrighty so that's that. How do you think I did with the canon? I promise to try not to take so long to update next time. (keyword being *try*) Oh yes, and if you're wondering where Anna and Allyce have gone, well remember when I said that Miss Anna would be doing some co-authoring? That starts now. So she's handling her and Allyce for awhile. Reviewers chocolate and an apology card for the lack of updates will be sent to you via airmail along with a ticket to go see TTT (again). (
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THE REVIEWER'S NOTES:
Batgirl-93041: Not to worry, it's one of those non-meltable snowmen and I'm very glad you're enjoying the story (even if it is taking me forever and a fuzzlemonkie to update).
Aynisha: I'm glad I wasn't the only person impressed with the length! Jenna will put everything where all the other MarySue's put it (I could tell you where that is, but then I'd have to kill you and you're such a nice reviewer too...) She can't have a lightsaber because while the Sues don't care about the canon, Jenna does. And the elf should have brought you some chocolate for Christmas, if he didn't, well then there is a very happy chocolate eating elf somewhere.
Ithinkineedanewname: Yes, they are in Middle Earth now. ( Elven contacts....very dangerous if you're not one for coordination. You are most welcome for the chocolate, thank you for the reviews.
Snoa: Glad you like the writing!
Firefall-Firemon-Link64e: A coupon and everything!? ::feels special:: Anyways, ask Miss Anna what kind of weapon you got, she knows better then I do. The moosetracks and pass to Middle Earth were much enjoyed and well used.
Starbrat: Expect the unexpected.
Europa: I'm glad you like the story, thanks for the e-mail and your appearance will be coming up before too long!
Amers: Reviews are good.
Aradi: If a snowman was on my doorstep trying to give me chocolate, I would take it and invite him inside to eat some, but that's just me. Sorry it's a little late for Christmas, but I managed to get you a Lizzie Elfy and even convinced him to wear the reindeer outfit. ::hands him to Lizzie::
Young_little_Kitten: Anna and Allyce are both crazy and enjoy weapons. What happens to Anna, Allyce and Jenna? I guess you'll have to read to find out. (
Lyrique: PURPLE ELEPAHANTS, they're a good thing!
Melanie Sydney and Summer Sue: Midnight or after consuming much sugar is the best time to read *anything* I write. Makes the most sense because that's when the normal human comes closest to my kind of logic.
DreamCatcher: The MIA is worse then most any school...besides for maybe OFUM?
-The MIA Chronicles- By: Violet Dawson
Jenna had been lying on her back for hours, staring at the ceiling and listening to the footsteps of Sue #3 outside her door. She couldn't be a normal guard and stand there, no, she had to pace. Stupid over-dramatic MarySue.
Soon thoughts of MarySues changed into thoughts of Celeste and the conversation they'd had that afternoon. Well not really a conversation, more like Celeste blabbering at her and Jenna standing there having happy thoughts involving Celeste and the top of Orthanc.
"Do you know how many girls would give up everything to be in your position? Can't you just give in and be happy to be on fate's good side?"
Seeing that that approach hadn't gotten her anywhere, Jenna was still smiling strangely at her; Celeste tried something else.
"The MIA could secure your future, perhaps a full scholarship to NTID?"
The smile left and something like interest had taken its place. She regretted that now, she'd given Celeste an in and the woman had taken it like a purple elephant to moosetracks.
"You'd like that, wouldn't you? You know there's no way you'll get in on your own and even if you could...well let's just say money talks. And what am I asking for in return? Only a little help."
She'd paused to let it all sink in, watching Jenna closely, but she'd managed to regain her composure.
"Believe me Miss Williams, it is much more profitable to be my friend then my enemy."
And then the memory faded and Jenna was in her room again listening to the footsteps of the over-dramatic Sue.
She wondered what Anna and Allyce were doing, most likely jumping up and down and shouting things like "we get to glomp the bishies." Not that she hadn't thought of that herself, hormones were a mystery known only to the teenage girls who held them, but she knew she couldn't.
The canon needed to run itself. Still fangirlish tendencies ran deep, and she wondered if she'd be able to pull off the scheme that had been forming in her mind since she had come back to the MIA.
Jenna guessed she should read through some of the script and see what she was up against. Stumbling around in the dark and somehow managing to bump into every piece of furniture in the room she finally found the light switch.
All right now to find where she left the script. The garbage? Now how could it have gotten in there? Pulling it out of the can, she flipped to a random page and started reading; only to find out what she should have known all along...this was going to be a long mission.
Now that she was assured the next year or so was really going to suck royally, Jenna turned the lights back off and laid down on the bed, hoping for sleep.
"We're wasting away, Merry. Look, if I turn sideways, I disappear." Pippin complained, turning his side to Merry to prove his point.
"Pippin, even my stomach is frozen stiff, how can you think of food when it's this cold?"
Merry replied, glancing at his friend with a look that said food had crossed his own mind more times then he would admit. Pippin managed a half- frozen smile that disappeared as Merry fell into a drift of snow.
"Hey, what's this?"
Merry mumbled to himself, brushing snow out of his eyes and hair. He looked down at whatever it was, half buried in the drift.
His eyes grew larger and he yelled, "Strider! Come quick! Someone's stuck in the snow! Pippin! Come help!"
Staying on his knees, Merry started pushing snow away from the face of, whoever it was. He heard something to his right and looked up just long enough to see Pippin get down on his knees and start brushing snow off the figure's legs. Merry had finally uncovered enough of the figure's face to make out some of its finer details.
"It's a girl and she looks...blue," He announced worriedly to everyone in hearing distance.
He was so absorbed in the alarming sight before him that he didn't hear Aragorn as he knelt beside him in the snow, only taking notice when a pair of strong hands pulled him away from the figure in the snow.
He watched from his new position as Gimli moved Pippin away in a similar manner, leading him over to Merry. The hobbits stood as together with concerned expressions on their normally carefree faces, watching Aragorn's inspection of their discovery.
Strider moved with practiced ease; checking first for a pulse, then for breath or some other sort of movement. His face remained unreadable throughout the process and he stood before he turned to face the anxious hobbits.
"She is too far gone, we have neither the time or the resources to waste. Merry, Pippin, I am sorry."
All were silent as they absorbed the gravity of the situation.
"She's alive and we're leaving her out in the cold? What if she wakes up?" Pippin asked quietly.
"She will not wake up. We must leave now if we are to get off the mountain before nightfall." Aragorn answered, turning to continue on their path.
"But what if she does?" Merry asked, turning to Gandalf for an answer. "She will not wake up." Gandalf echoed Aragorn, silently relived to be leaving the mountain without the girl. There was something not right about her, even in this unconscious and helpless state.
Sam, who had been quiet since the incident began, spoke up. "Wasn't it you, Mr. Gandalf who said that we didn't have the right to be passing judgment on who lives and dies? Seems to me like we're doing a bit of judgment passing here."
Having spoken his peace, Sam shoved his hands in his pockets and walked back to stand beside Frodo, looking shyly at the ground.
Gandalf sighed, of all the things he'd ever said to the hobbits that would be the one they'd remember. They were right though, to leave the girl there would be passing out a death sentence, one they didn't have the right to give.
Gandalf nodded to Aragorn, "Bring her with us. We cannot in good conscience leave her here, at the mercy of the elements and fell creatures that pursue us. Once she is able to answer our questions, we will decide how to proceed."
A/N's: Alrighty so that's that. How do you think I did with the canon? I promise to try not to take so long to update next time. (keyword being *try*) Oh yes, and if you're wondering where Anna and Allyce have gone, well remember when I said that Miss Anna would be doing some co-authoring? That starts now. So she's handling her and Allyce for awhile. Reviewers chocolate and an apology card for the lack of updates will be sent to you via airmail along with a ticket to go see TTT (again). (