I'm very happy! They took the ban off Quizilla on the school's computers. Now I have something to do during study hall!

Inner Thoughts: How about you actually do your homework?

Me: Grr, silence!

Up, up and away to the story.

Disclaimer: Let me say it one more time. I don't own any part, place, language or person of Lord of the Rings. Except for Abby and a couple of random elves, but you get the point.

Chapter 12 Recap:

"So," Abigail said to Haldir when she got back. "Did you meet someone new?"

"Well, I found out how much of a talker lady Larien is."

"Oh no, did you dance with her?"

"Yes, and you weren't there to bail me out," he mock scolded.

"Sorry," she said, thinking first about Authion, "I was already being 'forced' to have fun myself."

Not a great recap again, but it's still a habit to put it in there.

Images flashed by, but this time things were different. It was not some lunatic dream, but what looked actual events. She watched off to the side, as an old man lectured what seemed like a small dwarf.

"Keep it secret. Keep it safe," was all he said. The same man was then riding on a horse, towards a large city by the mountains. She tried to think of her map studies, but couldn't name the place. The poor main looked distressed and tired. Back to the small man, this time he had company, they were hiding on the side of the rode. She watched them sit in fear, and then heard that horrible screech.

'Nazgûl!' she shuddered.

She couldn't help but notice the first small man. He fingered something almost possessively, while the one next to him was watching with much worry in his face.

Then the scene changed entirely. She was in a small house, no a bar or inn of sorts. She was being drawn close to a figure in the corner, who was covered by a cloak. It was a man; mortal by the look of it She was flowing past all other beings, and was only focused on his secretive stature. But she could not see his face. All she saw before she woke was two hazel eyes, lit up by the flame of a pipe.

Abigail shuddered in person as she sat up in bed.

'He was as if he could see into me.'

She noticed now she was wringing he hands just like the short man, and was focused on her ring figure. She quickly stopped, for her hands were beginning to redden. Confusion raced through her head, which was nothing new after strange dreams such as this.

Someone gently knocked on her door.

"I'm awake," she called gently.

Haldir walked into the room.

"Haldir? It's the middle on the night."

"Lady Galadriel is calling."

"What does she asks of you?"

Haldir frowned. "Actually, she requests both of us to come see her. Immediately."

Abigail's eyes widened, and then just nodded her head.

"Let me just put some stockings and a cloak on. It's a bit chilly outside."

"Of course," he said.

Moments later, as both walked outside, they were greeted by Arphenon.

"I am here to be an escort," he said simply.

Haldir walked very fast, and very nervously.

"Do you know what's going on?"

"No. Which is what aggravates me. If it were just I, it would be only an emergency scout or something. But with you here…" he trailed off.

"Right," she said. Neither said anything until they reached Lady Galadriel's garden.

"I take my leave now," Arphenon said. "Good luck."

"You act as if we are going to a battle," Abigail said.

He offered a weak smile, but didn't reply.

'This can really not be good," she thought.

Haldir pushed open the gate, and Abigail walked in ahead of him. Both were surprised to see only the Lord and Lady. No guards, handmaidens or anything.

"Good morning, my Lord and my Lady. At least a think it is by the position of the moon," Haldir said, giving his usual deep bow. Abigail followed suit with a curtsey.

"Rise please," Lord Celeborn said. "I am going to get to the point. No use in dragging it out. Haldir, we need you to go on a mission. You leave in a few hours."

'Oh, it is just a mission." Abigail gave an internal sigh of relief.

"You are going to…retrieve something," Celeborn continued. He took a quick glance at Abigail. "I do not know if I should say anymore until we speak more privately."

"I understand," Haldir said.

"No, Captain, I'm not so sure you do," Galadriel said gently. "My dear, we need to give them a bit more than that," she said to Celeborn.

"You are going to the woods of Trollshaws. An old friend of yours is going to need your help. He has company that is gravely injured. You will need to take him to Rivendell."

"Trollshaws? That is no quick ride," he muttered, more to himself.

"That is why there is the urgency to leave," Celeborn said.

"Which "old friend" do you speak of?" Haldir asked.

There was a moment's pause until Galadriel spoke.

"Lord Aragorn."

"Aragorn? What is he doing? What company in Trollshaws?" Haldir was now very bewildered, as was Abigail. Haldir had, of course, talked about Lord Aragorn before, including his past (the whole rightful king story). But last he heard, or at least what he told her, was that he was taking the simple life of a ranger. Exploring/wandering Middle Earth, no longer doing any real missions or quests.

"He can decide to answer your questions in person," Lady Galadriel said. "There is more, when you get to Rivendell I want you to stay there for a while."

"May I ask why, my lady?"

She took a tired sigh. "I have foreseen that Lord Elrond will have a council. A council with all the races of Middle Earth."

"A council with all the people, that hasn't happened since-" Haldir gasped. "Not already, not now. It's too soon."

"Things have been put into motion, the past is awakening." Galadriel turned to Abigail.

"You know which history I speak of?" she spoke telepathically.

'Sauron? He would be an urgent and important subject,' she guessed.

Galadriel nodded, so she assumed it was the right guess.

Abigail finally spoke up.

"Haldir could have told me this later. If it's all right for me to ask…why am I here? Usually you wouldn't want a "silly girl" to know about this."

Galadriel gave an almost sly smile. "You are going to Rivendell as well. You are not going with Haldir to Trollshaws, of course. But you will be in Rivendell with him."

"Me? I get to go to Rivendell?" She struggled to contain her excitement. She was going to stay at the gorgeous elvish sanctuary! With Haldir nonetheless!

"No! With all due respect my Lady, if what you say is true. That IT has begun, it is now time for a child to be traveling all the way to Rivendell," Haldir argued.

"Haldir, please I'm 19. I can take care of myself."

(A/N-Yeah, this is about 3 years after the last chapter)

"I am sorry to say you have no choice in the matter," said Lord Celeborn.

"Why not?"

"She is to be a representative at the council," Galadriel whispered.

Abigail stopped celebrating. At Lord Elrond's councils, the fate of the world could be decided. Some of the most important events in history started there. She took back what she said. She was definitely too young. And above all, she was a woman.

"My Lady, as soon as I step in there, they will tear me apart. I will not be welcomed," Abigail said in a low voice.

"They can not touch you, as long as you have the blessing of the Lord and Lady of the wood," Galadriel said. She didn't feel much better, though.

"My Lord, you agree with this?" Abigail asked Celeborn cautiously.

He rubbed his temples.

"I know it is a rare predicament. And I am very wary about the fact you are a woman. But, I have also seen you fight, heal, work and study. You have a keen eye, sharp ear and a wise mouth. It will take some time to get use to, but I have faith in my wife's decision."

"That means a lot, my Lord," Abigail said.

Haldir wasn't going to give up.

"Are you sure it has to be her? I know she is smart for her age, and you are some of the few who realize her real power. But-"

"I am sorry it is hard for you to understand. But I know it is what is needed. I hope you can trust what I see.

"We do," they said together.

There was more silence, while the new information sunk in

"Abigail, go home. I wish to speak alone for a moment," Haldir said gently.

"Yes sir," and she left.

"I need to know, for her sake and for mine. Have the nine been released?" He almost didn't want to hear the answer.

"Yes," Celeborn replied. "That is the cause of you retrieval's injury. Since you saved a person with such a wound before, we need you to do it again."

Haldir seemed he was in pain. He had to let them send his little girl on a potentially dangerous path, and then she would still be in danger once they reached the city.

"Have faith," he whispered to himself. "Promise me you will keep her in safe company."

"I have come to care about your ward a lot, Captain." Galadriel said. She gave a chuckle. "If I were human I'm sure she and I would be very similar. I wish her no more harm than you would. She will be safe."

"Very well," Haldir said. "I'll go pack. At least I get to see Aragorn."

As he began to walk away slowly, he heard the lady say,"

"Thank you Haldir. You don't know how important this really is."

He walked into the house, to see Abigail making breakfast."

'I don't think she realizes how important she is to me,' he thought.

As they both sat down, Abigail asked,

"Haldir, I'm afraid I don't understand. I thought Sauron was killed in the last age. Why is he a threat again?"

"Because Sauron was never destroyed," he said sadly. "There was a piece of him left behind, which can be used as a portal to let him live again. We now see that his arm is able to reach very far again, and he has quite a vengeance."

"Why didn't we destroy this piece of him long ago?"

"There was one chance, and it was quickly. Don't you remember the one ring?"

"So, because Isildur was greedy, we must now pay?"

"Please to not be so harsh," he said quickly. "The same weakness is in all of us. But it can only be our choice to listen. There is a good chance any other man would of done the same."

He sighed. "Sauron had not forgotten how close we came, though. He is more angry than ever, and will not stop until it is finished."

"When will it be finished?" Abigail whispered.

Haldir stared at the wall. "When all that is good has perished."

(A/N – I bet you think this would be a good place to end? Well, since you have waited so long for a chapter, I have decided to continue. Ain't I nice?")

"Be careful," she whispered.

"I could say the same to you," he said.

"I will be alright, I had the best teacher in Lorien," Abigail said.

Haldir sighed. "It's hard for me to think you will ever be ready."

"I'm a big girl. I've this close to beating Authion in a sword fight."

He laughed. "I know, I've seen him sweat. You're getting quite deadly with those daggers."

"I'll be sure to pack them."

"You had better. Abigail…I may have taught you the history, but it is hard to explain the real danger this could mean. The terror people would face."

"I think I understand better than you think. I have faced such a terror and I don't think I could ever forget the feeling. I won't be reckless, I promise. Besides, I'm just going to Rivendell. I'll go to the council, and then you and I will go home. What could happen?"

(A/N Bwahaha, that's what she thinks!)

He grabbed he shoulders gently. "Abigail, if HE, truly is back, that means I will go to war and fight."

She paused. "Oh, I guess I forgot the part."

"Damn," he said, realizing what he had done. "I don't mean to make you upset. Just…take care, please."

"I will, I'm not going to leave you."

'I just hope you don't leave me,' she thought.

They gave one final hug. An orange glow flowed through the trees.

He smiled. "Look, the sun rises with us."

"Let it be your guide and the moon your safety."

"Your elvish is getting quite good."

"Like I said. Even Elbereth couldn't be a better teacher," she spoke truly.

Haldir mounted his horse, and took a fast, quiet trot out of the forest.

A Couple Days Later

"Remind me again why you are going to Imladris?" asked Rodwen.

"Because you're pregnant so you can't go," Abigail joked.

It turned out the Finwé wasn't just trying to be charming for a dance. He actually cared quite a lot for Rodwen. It only took a few months for them to proclaim an engagement.

"It's about time I had a nephew. Let's hope he gets my good looks," said Authion.

"It could be a niece, and by the Valar I hope it doesn't get your looks," Abigail said. Causing both her and Rodwen to have a fit of giggles.

"Come off it, Abby, you know you think I'm handsome."

She tried very, very hard not to blush. "You wish, Authion."

"Please, don't make me gag," Rodwen said. "And you are avoiding my question, again. You're getting good at that."

"Hadlir wants me to meet a friend of his there after he has finished the mission. Also, I've hardly been more than 50 feet out of the Lorien borders since I've been here. I need something new." She wasn't allowed to say they real reason she was going.

"Aren't we enough excitement for you?" Authion asked.

"Oh yes, like watching Rodwen try to teach you how to hold a baby is the most interesting thing in the world," she said in a sarcastic voice.

He put a mock 'I'm hurt' look on his face.

"I'm so jealous. It's been forever since I've been to Rivendell. But I know you'll love it," Rodwen said.

'Let's just hope egotistic men don't try to kill me,' Abby thought.

The trio stopped, and saw four escorts waiting for her.

"He acts like I'm going off to Mordor," she said, referring to Haldir.

"Well, that or he thinks your royalty," Authion offered.

"I guess I'm off then. I'll see you…I actually don't know when I'm coming back."

"I'm sure it won't be too long. Have fun!" Rodwen said hugging her. "But try to come back before the baby is born, alright?

"And why don't you try to bring back a piece of Lady Arwen's hair for me?"

"Authion!" they both yelled, smacking him on the head.

"What? You think I'm the only elf who hasn't noticed her beauty?"

Abby felt a strange twinge on her heartstrings.

'Jealousy? No, Authion is my friend." True, most would say they flirt all the time, but it was still friendly. That didn't change the fact that she really liked hugging him right now.

"Ah-hem!' Someone cleared a throat.

"Right," Abby said pulling away. "I'm going now."

She waved goodbye again as she rode her horse out of the woods with her company.

Rodwen couldn't help but notice Authion was staring.

"Don't get any ideas," she warned.

He snapped out of it. "What do you mean?"

" One: She's one of my best friends. Two: She's basically Haldir's daughter, and you know how protective he is of her. Three: She is a mortal. Not that is matters to me, but…"

"Feh. I don't know what you're talking about." He walked off with his hands in his pockets.

She sighed. "I should have seen it coming."

Abigail was smiling and frowning at the same time. She was excited to leave, but she kept thinking about her meeting with Galadriel the other day.

Flash Back

"We're back here again?" Abigail asked.

"Since I am asking such a big favor out of you, I thought I'd grant you one," Galadriel said.

"What if it doesn't work again?" she said, staring at the mirror.

"Only trying will tell. But I won't lie, it would be very strange to deny you twice."

Like before, Abigail took cautious steps up to the bowl.

She didn't know what she was expecting. Dramatic music? Flashing lights? All she did know was that she had been standing there for three minutes, and all she saw as water.

Galadriel wore a sympathetic and confused mouth. Why would the mirror refuse to answer this girls questions?

Abigail sighed, something she had been doing a lot lately.

"I suppose I'm very strange, then."

End Flash Back

Abigail didn't know what to say to her companions. Did they know about her and her powers? Did they know why she was going to Rivendell? To be safe, she decided not to start a conversation. Instead, she did the simple thing, and hummed a song.

Let the sun roll through

The poor meadowland

Let the birds sing a soft tune

For the King's small band

Let the clouds float on to

And ocean of sky

Let the stars rise up

And brush heaven so high.

I'm so glad now that I finished this chapter. I really didn't know how I was going to get Abby to go to Rivendell. I know the timing might be a bit off, but I'm really not sure how long it would take to get from Lorien to Rivendell. Don't worry, this is still an Aragorn romance, and she will be getting her memory back. I decided to do add a bit more to Authion and Abby's relationship, because it will play a key, or at least a bigger part, later in the story.

Thanks to Reviewers:

Elven Stranger, ArwenEvenstar83, Samantha-Girl Scout, and LOTR Lover 24 and 7.

FYI: The song is part of a poem by me. Just kind of felt like putting a song in there. You might be sick of this whole "mortal being a fantastic singer" thing. But music is a big part of my life so I'm putting that in my story. Songs will also be put in just to set tones or feelings.

Please Review, thanks!

-MysticNight9