And Aragorn charged, followed by the hobbits, and soon enough she was running as well, overtaking the hobbits easily, her spear poised to strike, her throat hoarse from the battlecry that emitted from her, mingling with the cries of battle of the soldiers behind her. Legolas was already shooting arrows to cover Aragorn, and the King's sword clashed against his enemies.

The battle was on.

Jeanna speared an orc in front of her, before pulling it out again, and piercing another orc through the head. She let go of the spear and withdrew her two swords, and immediately slashed every orc around her. From somewhere near her, she could hear Legolas fighting as well, and Gimli's shout of triumph as he chopped down the opposition, somewhere around her knees, Merry and Pippin were slashing shins, stomachs and whatever part of body that their short statures could hack or slash. Eomer was also close-by, his shouts of anger echoing to the shouts of his Rohirrim.

Then suddenly, the Rohan soldier behind her fell, and looking down at his back, she noticed an arrow pierced at it.

"JEANNA!" Someone shouted.

She turned to look for who it was, and her eyes immediately found Legolas. But as she looked, she realized that a giant troll was making its way to Aragorn. She was about to go to him when it happened.

Something had pierces through her armor. Looking down at her chest, she saw the arrowhead, stained red with her blood. She looked at it in shock, and as she coughed, salty liquid rushed up to her mouth and dripped down her lip. She looked up at Legolas, who had an anguished look on his face as he shouted. She fell down to her knees as he reached her.

"Jeanna… no…"Legolas said, his hand touching her face, "No, not like this…"

She smiled, "No… it's okay, Legolas…" She coughed again, as blood continued to fill her lungs. "I am not afraid anymore… help… help Aragorn…"

Legolas face contorted, and tears began to fall from his eyes, "Don't leave me… Jeanna…"

"Goheno nin (Forgive me)… Legolas." She said, her voice rough, as she clutched the front of his cloak, "I have to go… back to my world… just go and help… Ara… gorn…"

He shook his head, "I can't leave you!"

Jeanna snarled as she pushed him away, "Just Go! Aragorn…!"

Legolas' tears continued to fall, but he kissed her mouth, tasting her blood, before whispering, "I love you, Lady Jeanna."

She couldn't speak, so she just nodded, her eyes answering his statement. Legolas stood up, still crying as he rushed to his King.

Jeanna coughed again, blood filling her lungs, as another Orc came up to her. As the creature snarled, she gathered up the blood and saliva in her mouth and spat it at the orc. It snarled, and poised his ax above his head.

She closed her eyes now, waiting for the strike. There was a slight pain in her neck, but soon enough, she drifted off into something like sleep, loosing all consciousness.