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When Arwen came back, a man was with her. He had long, dirty-blonde hair. His eyes were a beautiful brown. Judging by how tall he was to Arwen, ( which I guessed was around 5' 6"), he looked to be about 6' 2". He had a belt on with a sword in it. The sword was a new one with a word engraved on it. I could not read what it said however.
"Hello. I am Lord Eomer, King of Rohan. You may call me Eomer. I hear you were quite a mess when Arwen found you. If I may ask, where are you from?" As Eomer said this, Arwen was taking my glass to get more water I had suspected, because it was all gone, and I could still barely talk.
"My name is Jacqueline Rex, Commander and Chief of the Third Infantry Division for the United States Army. You can call me Jackie if you wish. Judging by the way you talk, and if I'm assuming correctly, you've never heard of where I'm from, because I know this is Rivendale, as Arwen has informed me, but I have no clue where Rivendale is." At this point, Arwen walked back in and handed the glass of water to me. I took a sip and set it down. "Arwen," Eomer looked at her as he asked this, "Is your father coming soon to take a look at her? Is it alright with you Jackie if he comes and takes a look?"
"Yes, Actually, he is on his way already." Arwen said as the door opened and who I assumed was Lord Elrond, walked in.
"Hello. I am Lord Elrond. My daughter had told me all about your injuries and the extent of them. I will do my best to help you in any way that I can. Then, when you feel well enough, we will talk." He said. "I would like to look at your leg, then arm and we'll see what we can do about that eye." He asked me, "Do you feel any pain?"
"Yes", I almost yelled as he lifted my leg as gently as he could. I bit my lip against the pain until my lip hurt and was bleeding.
"It's not broken, but it is fractured. I can set it and let it heal from there." He said as he came up to the head of the bed and took my arm in his hands. "This, however, is obviously broken. I will set it like your leg and it should heal in time. Your eye is just simply swolen. It will go down on it's own. How you made it as far as you did ,my lady, I don't know." He said.
"I'm a soldier." I said. "What doesn't kill you makes you strong. I'm trained to survive in the worse conditions and in all conditions, it's simply what I do. But, I am extremely thankful you found me."
"A soldier?" he said questionably.
"Yes. I'm Commander and Chief of the Third Infantry division of the United States Army. If you don't believe me, you can check my ID and registration found in my wallet."
"You are a soldier," Eomer said. "They allow women to do this were you are from?"
"Yes, they do allow it. They have for quite sometime now." All of the except Arwen looked a bit shocked by this.
"Arwen," Elrond said "Come. We must talk. Eomer, will you stay with her?"
"Yes." Eomer replied, "It would be my pleasure." Then, Arwen and Elrond left through the door. Eomer looked down at me and smiled. Then he pulled up a chair next to my bed and sat down.
"So, Jackie. Will you tell me a little about yourself. Maybe about your family and friends or where your from?" Eomer asked as he sat.
"Well...."I hesitated to answer his request. "I'm from a place called Indiana in the United States of America. I've been a soldier for about four years. I joined the army when I was eighteen. My parents and I don't get along very well. The were never there for me when I was growing up, so I had to be very independent and grew up fast. I have only had one friend. Her name was Sarah. We had been friends for so many years. Today was the one year anniversary of her death." I said this as a lone tear slid down my cheek. "I'm sorry." I said
"No," He said. "Don't be. I am sorry. I never meant to bring up bad memories. But, why do you weep?" He asked as he wiped away my tear with his thumb. "You should be celebrating the life that she lived, not morning her death."
"You don't understand. You see, Sarah's death was my fault." Then more tears fell down my cheeks.
He took my hand in his and said, "Once, my uncle said this to me. You must handle your pain. For only a rainbow comes after the rain."
"And what is that supposed to mean?" I asked.
"It means, just because something bad happens, doesn't mean that something wonderful can't happen next."
A.N.- yay! Longest chapter yet! Well.... we're gettin' there! So... review. It really isn't all that heard. Just click that little button right down in the bottom left hand corner (yup right there). Okie-dokie. :D
When Arwen came back, a man was with her. He had long, dirty-blonde hair. His eyes were a beautiful brown. Judging by how tall he was to Arwen, ( which I guessed was around 5' 6"), he looked to be about 6' 2". He had a belt on with a sword in it. The sword was a new one with a word engraved on it. I could not read what it said however.
"Hello. I am Lord Eomer, King of Rohan. You may call me Eomer. I hear you were quite a mess when Arwen found you. If I may ask, where are you from?" As Eomer said this, Arwen was taking my glass to get more water I had suspected, because it was all gone, and I could still barely talk.
"My name is Jacqueline Rex, Commander and Chief of the Third Infantry Division for the United States Army. You can call me Jackie if you wish. Judging by the way you talk, and if I'm assuming correctly, you've never heard of where I'm from, because I know this is Rivendale, as Arwen has informed me, but I have no clue where Rivendale is." At this point, Arwen walked back in and handed the glass of water to me. I took a sip and set it down. "Arwen," Eomer looked at her as he asked this, "Is your father coming soon to take a look at her? Is it alright with you Jackie if he comes and takes a look?"
"Yes, Actually, he is on his way already." Arwen said as the door opened and who I assumed was Lord Elrond, walked in.
"Hello. I am Lord Elrond. My daughter had told me all about your injuries and the extent of them. I will do my best to help you in any way that I can. Then, when you feel well enough, we will talk." He said. "I would like to look at your leg, then arm and we'll see what we can do about that eye." He asked me, "Do you feel any pain?"
"Yes", I almost yelled as he lifted my leg as gently as he could. I bit my lip against the pain until my lip hurt and was bleeding.
"It's not broken, but it is fractured. I can set it and let it heal from there." He said as he came up to the head of the bed and took my arm in his hands. "This, however, is obviously broken. I will set it like your leg and it should heal in time. Your eye is just simply swolen. It will go down on it's own. How you made it as far as you did ,my lady, I don't know." He said.
"I'm a soldier." I said. "What doesn't kill you makes you strong. I'm trained to survive in the worse conditions and in all conditions, it's simply what I do. But, I am extremely thankful you found me."
"A soldier?" he said questionably.
"Yes. I'm Commander and Chief of the Third Infantry division of the United States Army. If you don't believe me, you can check my ID and registration found in my wallet."
"You are a soldier," Eomer said. "They allow women to do this were you are from?"
"Yes, they do allow it. They have for quite sometime now." All of the except Arwen looked a bit shocked by this.
"Arwen," Elrond said "Come. We must talk. Eomer, will you stay with her?"
"Yes." Eomer replied, "It would be my pleasure." Then, Arwen and Elrond left through the door. Eomer looked down at me and smiled. Then he pulled up a chair next to my bed and sat down.
"So, Jackie. Will you tell me a little about yourself. Maybe about your family and friends or where your from?" Eomer asked as he sat.
"Well...."I hesitated to answer his request. "I'm from a place called Indiana in the United States of America. I've been a soldier for about four years. I joined the army when I was eighteen. My parents and I don't get along very well. The were never there for me when I was growing up, so I had to be very independent and grew up fast. I have only had one friend. Her name was Sarah. We had been friends for so many years. Today was the one year anniversary of her death." I said this as a lone tear slid down my cheek. "I'm sorry." I said
"No," He said. "Don't be. I am sorry. I never meant to bring up bad memories. But, why do you weep?" He asked as he wiped away my tear with his thumb. "You should be celebrating the life that she lived, not morning her death."
"You don't understand. You see, Sarah's death was my fault." Then more tears fell down my cheeks.
He took my hand in his and said, "Once, my uncle said this to me. You must handle your pain. For only a rainbow comes after the rain."
"And what is that supposed to mean?" I asked.
"It means, just because something bad happens, doesn't mean that something wonderful can't happen next."
A.N.- yay! Longest chapter yet! Well.... we're gettin' there! So... review. It really isn't all that heard. Just click that little button right down in the bottom left hand corner (yup right there). Okie-dokie. :D