Healing Hearts: Chapter Two: Attacked In The Wood:


I think I think and there for I am,

Hey Man can't you understand,

I have the power to

Ruin revolution, hey, I say bombs away

Bombs Awayfrom the Blade Trinity Soundtrack.


When them guns go off, we be ready for war,

When them guns go off, bitches hit the floor

When the guns come outfrom the Blade Trinity Soundtrack

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The Fellowship stopped to rest. Sarah plopped herself down next to Legolas and Gimli.

"Bloody hell!" She groaned as she removed her boots, "Being what I am has it's advantages but this is bloody ludicrous."

Legolas shook his head and smiled. He saw how much that she had changed since she left Haldir's company. He was surprised, but all the same, he was not surprised. He saw that Haldir had a calming effect on her and the same for she on him. They soothed each other's tempers, soothed souls.

"Sometimes...I just wonder ya know," She whispered.

"About what, Sarah?" Legolas asked.

"About being here. I mean...before...they only sent me to be used in the war...but instead..." Sarah sighed, sniffling.

"Instead you found Haldir," Legolas finished, getting a 'How did you know?' look from Sarah, "And before you say anything, Sarah, I may be young but I am not blind. I have not seen Haldir that happy in so long..."

"I am guessing you speak from experience..." She sighed heavily.

Gimli got up and sat with the Hobbits.

"I guess he's leaving us Elves to talk," She laughed.

"Yes..." Legolas sighed.
"The last time you saw him that happy was with you," She whispered to him, so low that human, dwarf, or hobbit ears could not hear, "Yes, I know. Galadriel told me of a...'same sex relationship with one of his own'...as she put it. If it wasn't for you, Legolas, then I would not have him...and I thank you."

Sarah looked around and saw Frodo missing.

"Oh...shit," She yelled, bolting in the direction Boromir had headed.


She got there just as Frodo finally got away from Boromir. Sarah helped Boromir to his feet, then proceeded to smack him upside his head.

"You are a idiot, ya know that, right?" She said to him.

She felt a tingling feeling on the back of her neck.

"They're coming," She said in a voice reminiscent of the vampire Drusilla.

Boromir looked frightened of the young She-Elf.

"No time to be afraid. Time to fight. When them guns goes off, we be ready for war," She smiled with a almost evil glint in her eyes.

Boromir and Sarah stood back to back. She could hear Frodo and Aragorn talking. She closed her eyes and gaged the distance between them. She could feel the orcs. She could feel the Uruk-Hai. She could feel death on the wind. She stepped forward for but a second, drawing her weapons, her falcatas. Put together, they looked like a giant pair of scissors.

"Boromir, your horn..." She whispered, "Get ready to use it. We have to get their attention..." She shuddered at the thought blazing through her head, "And get them away from the others."

Boromir only nodded his head, suddenly realizing what she meant. Within second they were surrounded, Uruk-Hai and Orcs everywhere.

"NOW!" She screamed, as they ran past them.


Aragorn's head snapped up when he heard Boromir's horn. Oh, God, Sarah...and Boromir... He thought, hoping that they were alright.

"Legolas! Gimli! Sarah's in trouble," He called to the others.


Sarah and Boromir cut down orc after orc and Uruk-Hai after Uruk-Hai. They were surrounded by a circle of bodies when Aragorn had finally reached them. Sarah had chills at the ominous feeling approaching. She looked quickly at Boromir, thanking the Valar that the man did not just see her face. She almost screamed when she saw an Uruk-Hai draw a bow on him.

For the first time since she had arrived in Middle-Earth did she realize the purpose for which her family had sent her there. She was a weapon, made to kill, but also made to protect. And only then did her instincts hit high gear. She knocked Boromir over slightly, the first arrow shot by the Uruk hit him in the shoulder and not in the chest like it was supposed to. She stepped in front of Boromir, her falcatas swinging.

"Stay down," She told him.

Boromir only looked at her, but did what she had told him none-the-less. What is this girl doing? Why is she protecting me? He thought as he spotted Merry and Pippin in the bushes. He put his fingers to his lips, telling them to be quiet. Sarah gave the Uruk who fired on Boromir a look that said, 'Come and get me, baby!' The Uruk drew and fired again, and with a flick of her wrists the arrow laid in pieces on the ground.

"Hey, Aragorn, a little help here!" She screamed as the Uruk drew and fired again.

Thankfully, she was able to slice the arrow before it got close enough to do any damage. She looked around to see Merry and Pippin, yelling and screaming and throwing rocks, drawing a fair deal of Uruks and Orcs away from her and Boromir.

"RUN!" She screamed to them, but it was too late.

They were picked up by Uruks. Aragorn was able to take down the Uruk that had fired on her and Boromir. They were breathing in pants as the rest of the Uruks and Orcs ran off. Sarah put away her falcatas and helped Boromir to his feet.

"Now, I get it," She said aloud, unintentially.

Aragorn looked at Sarah strangely.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"Galadriel sent me for a specific reason, Aragorn. If I had not been here, Boromir would be dead. Those arrows were meant for him..." Sarah seethed, "He was meant to die!"

Aragorn stared at Sarah incredulously.

"Now, if you don't mind, I have to make sure at least a few things are consistent. We have to send his armor and his horn down the river in a boat. His brother is supposed to find them and his father is supposed to believe that he is dead," Sarah turned to Boromir, "Give Aragorn your gauntlets. He's supposed to have them when he wins this piece of crap war. Don't ask me why. But my mother said that is what the books told. That he was wearing your gauntlets when he won. Like it's supposed to inspire him to fight or something."

Sarah took the arrow from Boromir's shoulder, patching it up the best that she could before Boromir gave Aragorn his gauntlets. Sarah sat back while she tried to come up with a glimmer of an idea of how she and Boromir would get back to Lothlorien. The boat with Boromir's things were sent over the waterfall to wait for his little brother to find them.

"Oh, hell!" She groaned loudly.

"What is it, Sarah?" Legolas sat next to her.

"You, Gimli, and Aragorn..." She started, then sighed heavily, "are supposed to head to Rohan from here. Boromir and I can use the last boat to head back to Lothlorien..." She smiled to herself, "I have someone waiting for me there."

"Who, lass?" Gimli asked.

"Haldir," She answered.

"The Marchwarden?" Gimli gasped, "The one who said he could have shot me in the dark?"

"Yes, Gimli, him. He said he couldn't marry me if I was dead. Now I have to go back," She smiled, "to show him that I am fine."


(For those of you who actually gave me a good review, thanx. I hope you like this chapter, cause I shall start working on the next one right after I post this one.)