"Pippin!" Frodo screamed starting to run toward to his near death cousin, but when he did Aragorn grabbed his arm and said, "No, wait. Do not yell, you might scare him and cause him to fall."

Pippin eyes popped open at the scream of his name. He felt so dizzy and put a hand to his head as he swayed back and forth, where am I? "Frodo?" Pippin asked, looking around trying to spot anything in the pitch-black earth, not knowing that a steep fall was the only thing before him.

"I am here, Pip. Do not look down," Frodo commanded, "Turn around and come to my voice."

"Where are you, Frodo?" Pippin begged," "I can't see you!"

"I am right here!" Frodo yelled, looking to Aragorn and Gandalf, who looked ready to run to run if Pippin should stumble.

Pippin heard Frodo yelling in front of him, it had sounded like an echo, but Pippin felt that it was just his ears. He took a step slowly, forward.

"No! Turn around," Frodo commanded.

Pippin picked up his foot a foot off the ground, still feeling weak, towards his older cousin, but as the poor hobbit picked up his low-leveled foot, it slid under a low-raised tree stump and he fell straightforward.

"Pippin, no!!" Frodo screamed as wisp of air hit his face as Gandalf and Aragorn ran straight passed him, yelling. Frodo followed focusing on only the edge of the cliff.

All three of them reached the edge, but only black was seen and Pippin's screams faded in through the echoes of the mountains.

"Legolas?"

"I am hear, Merry," Legolas replied, looking into Merry's eyes, smiling, happy that Merry was at least talking.

"I don't want-"

"Shut up, runt," an orc yelled, while kicking merry in the side, making Merry hiss and grunt in pain, "Why didn't you guys separate them?"

Then one of the orcs walked up and bent down to gather merry in his arms, while whispering, "Want to go have some more fun?" into Merry's ear.

"No," Merry cried, "Please…Please…Just leave me alone."

"Stop it! He doesn't deserve any of this!' Legolas yelled, frustrated.

"What's it to you, elf?" The orc snarled.

"I care for him, as in taking care of him, but you would know nothing of caring for someone, would you?" Legolas replied.

The orc growled and prepared to answer back, but another orc ran up and whispered to the orc, "Something has fallen from the mountains above, the rest are checking it out now."

The orc nodded and then looked to a few orcs sitting by a near fire and said, "Stay here and watch them," pointing at Legolas and Merry.

Then he set Merry back down while whispering, "I'll take care of you later," making Merry whimper. And then the two orcs walked off.

"Are you alright, Merry?" Legolas whispered moving closer to Merry.

Merry just sat there and would not look into Legolas's eyes.

"Merry," Legolas firmly said, "Talk to me."

Then after a few seconds Merry look straight at him and replied, "No…I am not alright."

"It's going to be ok, Merry," Legolas confirmed.

"Do you think that the others are looking for us?" Merry asked.

"Yes, Merry, I do. And I also think that they will not stop looking until they find us," Legolas replied.

"I don't. They would of found us already if they were looking," Merry sadly said.

Legolas said nothing, knowing that false hope would not help the poor hobbit.

"I'm tired," Merry said, laying down, trying to get comfortable as best as he could.

"Go to sleep, Merry. I will be here, don't worry," Legolas replied, hoping that when the hobbit was fully asleep he could check his injuries as best he could, being bound.

Legolas sat there for about twenty minuets not wanting to disturb a peacefully sleeping Merry, by checking his injuries.

After a while Legolas heard the orcs coming back. I wonder what it was, he thought to himself.

Then he saw the whole group of orcs coming up but the front one was dragging something or someone.

What is that he asked himself and sat up more so he could get a glimpse.

Finally the orcs got close enough and Legolas saw what it was that they were dragging so violently.

"Pippin? Oh no."