AN:Well here's Chapter 7, finished sooner than I expected but ah well. Anyhoo, I'm STILL looking for a Beta Reader so anyone interested please, please, contact me or every one is just going to have to suffer through my bad spelling and grammer mistakes. (I try, I really do)

Now on with the story!

To Become A Ranger

Chapter 7

Trollshaw's

"Alyssa! Alyssa, come on wake up we must get going!" Alyssa heard some one exclaiming from above her, they shook her shoulders hard and she groaned in pain. She blinked a few times trying to bring the world into focus only succeeding partially.

"Aragorn?" she whispered still trying to bring the blurry figure into focus.

"No, its me pippin, Aragorn is tending to Frodo. He says that we need to get to Rivendale as soon as possible or Frodo wont make, so we must get going and soon!"

Alyssa nodded and sat up with a grunt. She tried to lean on her left arm, which promptly gave out as soon as an ounce of weight was put on it. She winced as she lifted her right hand up to feel the damage done to her shoulder, it was definitely dislocated and possibly a broken rib just underneath the shoulder which explained why it hurt to breath. "Help me up." She asked Pippin holding out her right arm to him.

Pippin gingerly helped her to her feet and helped her walk over to where Aragorn was kneeling over Frodo wrapping up the stab wound as best as he could. He looked up at her worriedly and tried to examine her with just his eyes. She just smiled tightly and nodded to him before going over to his medical kit to find a sling for her arm and if she was lucky maybe a pain killer of some kind, Aspirin would have made her day right about now.

As soon as Aragorn was done with Frodo he walked over to where Alyssa was going through the medical bag looking for something with her left arm cradled to her chest obviously injured.

"What injuries?" he asked quietly.

Alyssa frowned. "A dislocated arm and possibly a broken rib." She stated.

He carefully felt her shoulder and back. "There are no broken bones, but you are probably severely bruised, unfortunately I can do nothing about the arm until we get to Rivendale and with speed I must insist. Frodo was stabbed by a Morgle blade, he dose not have much longer until he fades."

Alyssa winced. "Tis what I feared." She sighed and stood up. "Well then we must leave with much speed so tape up this arm and I'll just hope it goes numb."

Aragorn scowled at her but didn't comment; instead he got out a sling and tied it as tightly as he could with out hurting her.

As soon as they where done they loaded up their stuff and got ready to leave as soon as possible. Sam took Alyssa's small pack while Bill took his along with Frodo's and Aragorn's who was caring Frodo.

And for the next two days they ran with few stops in between till they got to Trollshaws where they stopped at Bilbo's trolls.

They stopped running (or jogging how ever you would like to put it) as soon as they saw the infamous Trolls from Bilbo's old stories from his own adventure. Aragorn laid Frodo down underneath one of the huge trolls for shelter, he then checked the wound and cursed. It was only getting worse and at this rate he wouldn't make it past the edge of the wood. "Sam," he called out. The stout little hobbit bustled over worried for his friend. "Do you know athelas?" the hobbit looked at him queerly. "Kingsfoil?" Aragorn tried again.

"Ah, Kingsfoil, but that's a weed?" exclaimed Sam not quite sure where this was going.

"Yes, but it will help stop the poison from spreading." Aragorn threw the hobbit a torch. "Hurry, quick we don't have much time." Just then they herd the chilling cry of the Wraiths off in the distance and to Aragorn's dismay Frodo tried to weakly answer back.

Aragorn turned as he felt Alyssa come up to his side. "Go find the weed also, I'll stay here and watch, we don't have much time." She stated hading him a torch also. Aragorn nodded and hurried off into the woods. Frodo wasn't the only one he had been worried about, Alyssa had been burning up with a low fever for the past couple of days and was wheezing painfully each breath she took. He shook his head, with all that she had been through over the past month and a half she hadn't yet had a decent nights sleep and had yet had to fully recover from her earlier injuries; she may be immortal now but that didn't excuse her from sickness it just meant that she would never die. He pursed his lips; Ada is going to have his head once he sees the condition she is in and it's not going to be pretty.

'Ah!' he exclaimed in his head, 'here's a ripe patch of Athelas.' Aragorn pulled out his knife and proceeded to cut the plant when he felt the coolness of an Elven sword press into the sallow of his throat.

"What's this, a ranger caught off his guard?" stated a cool and drawling voice.

He smiled inwardly. Only Arwen had ever been able to sneak up on him like that, not even Lord Elrond could do it anymore and he was said to be the master at stealth.

He cut the plant and stood up to face her, she was smiling slightly yet her face was grave.

"I have been looking for you for two days. There are four behind you where the others are I do not know." Arwen said while following Aragorn back into the clearing. She looked around and was surprised. The four Hobbits she had been warned about but the haggard looking woman was a mystery to her, she had not been told that there was another companion let alone a woman.

She crouched down beside Aragorn who was leaning over Frodo placing the plant tenderly on his wound.

She leaned over Frodo and said "Frodo I am Arwen. Telin le thaed.(Frodo, I am Arwen… I have come here to help you) Lasto beth nin, tolo dan na naglad. (Hear my voice come back to the light)."

"Who is she?" asked Merry in wonder.

"She's an Elf." Whispered Sam also in complete awe.

"Frodo!" called Arwen desperately. "He's fading, he's not going to last. We must get him to my father."

Aragorn nodded and picked Frodo up and carried him over to the horse that had followed Arwen into the clearing and lifted him up to the saddle. He clutched the reins, "Dartho guin Berian. Rych le ad tolothathon. (Stay with the Hobbits. I will send horses for you.)"

"Hon mabathon. Rochon ellint im. (I will take him I am the swifter rider)" argued Arwen angrily.

"Andelu I ven. (the road is too dangerous)" replied Aragorn worried for Arwen's safety.

"What are they saying?" wondered Pippin out loud.

Alyssa just shrugged; she was just as lost as them.

"Frodo fir, Aeathran i hir tur gwaith nin beriatha hon. (Frodo is dieing, if I can get across the water the power of my people will protect them.)" Arwen spoke with emotion. "I do not fear them."

Aragorn nodded and handed her the reins. "Be iest lin. (According to your wish.) Ride hard and don't look back."

She climbed on behind Frodo and nodded to Aragorn. "Noro Lim! Asfaloth! Noro Lim!" and she was off speeding through the trees to Rivendale.

"What are you doing?" Sam cried. "Those wraiths are still out there!"

Aragorn didn't answer he just stared off into the distance as if he was still trying to catch a glance of his once lover now sister.

AN: Well I know that was short but it felt like a good ending so yeah. Anyhoo, hope the next chapter will be up.

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Lyssa Snape