Author's Note:

Hey Everyone! Sorry for the wait! I know it's been a year. Sorry about that. I'm back though! I hope you're ready for Helm's Deep! Also special thanks to my sister Megan for betaing this chapter. For some reason she insisted in reading Gandalf in a southern accent. However, that is not how I intended Gandalf to sound. Enjoy!

"FOR NARNIA AND FOR ASLAN!" Sarah yelled, overly dramatic as she charged Arthur with a sword. The prince rolled his eyes and smiled as he easily side stepped the attack. The American then majestically tripped over a tuft of grass and rolled down a small hill. Arthur had decided to continue training her with a sword. There were far too many slime balls in the world and the crazy girl was bound to challenge all of them. The other members of the fellowship were busy inside having epic dialogue and were convincing Theoden to ride out to war. Merlin sat on a hill smiling at his two friends. Everything was getting back to normal and the three had spent the time bantering about how stupid Arthur was. Sarah had also tried to convince the Rohirim to give her modern clothes back. However, they seemed to have been misplaced them in a fire. Something about witchcraft and smelling awful.

"Come on, that was pitiful." Arthur said, As he walked down the hill. He picked up the Rohan sword that she had dropped after her charge.

"Mph." Sarah groaned as the prince stood over her. "Do I get points for my battle cry?" She asked.

"No, as I have no idea what it meant. Now get up." The prince tossed her sword next to her and walked a few feet away.

Sword fighting was hard despite being epic. She pushed herself off the ground and grabbed her sword. She then tried to get back into her stance that Arthur had taught her.

"Remember, keep yourself balanced. You fall over far too much." He said, as he raised his sword. "Relax your grip and raise your arm a bit."

Sarah shifted and pushed her annoying cloak out the way. When she was ready she nodded at Arthur.

"Okay, Come at me Bro." Sarah said, preparing for a humiliating defeat. The legends didn't lie about Arthur being the greatest warrior in Camelot.

The prince then struck with his sword and the American barely had time to parry.

'Haha! I parried one blow! Score!' Sarah though triumphantly.

Arthur sent the next blow to her left side, which Sarah parried yet again. The next came again at her head, which she then ducked and she spun behind the prince. Taking the offensive for once she sent a blow towards his side. The prince then expertly turned and parried. The American was caught off guard and was soon on the ground again.

"Why?" Sarah groaned. "Why do I have friends that enjoy knocking me over?"

"Come on, it's not as if your not used to falling on the ground." Arthur said smiling. "It should be second nature to you now." He then offered the American a hand up.

Sarah merely glared at him from the ground for a moment before allowing herself to be pulled up.

"You're not bad though." Encouraged Arthur. "Far better then Merlin is. Though most people are." he said pointing back at the warlock.

Merlin rolled his eyes. He had other ways to protect himself. Who needs a sword when you can just raise your hand and magically blast people backwards.

The American shrugged. "At least he's less of a prat than you are." She then broke into a run as Arthur chased after her with his sword.

"Get back here! I'm not done with your training yet!" He yelled in an annoyed voice.

"Training normally doesn't involve chasing after people!" Sarah yelled back.

Merlin just laughed. It was good to have Sarah back.

Sarah then ran over another hill and almost knocked over a Rohan guard that had come to tell them that they were wanted in the throne room. Something about getting ready to go to a place called Helms Deep.

"Helms Deep!" said Gimli, irritated. "They flee to the mountains when they should stand and fight! Who will defend them if not their king?"

The Elf, Man, Dwarf, and wizard walked with a purpose through the streets of Rohan into the barn.

"He is only doing what he thinks best for his people. Helms Deep has saved them in the past." Aragorn said, understandingly as he walked through the doors of the great stable of doom.

"There is no way out of that ravine. Theoden is walking into a trap. He thinks he's leading them to safety. What they will get is a massacre. Theoden has a strong will but I fear for him. I fear for the survival of Rohan." Gandalf said gravely.

There was then and epic shot of Aragorn's face, which looked troubled by this epic dialogue.

"He will need you before the end, Aragorn. The people of Rohan will need you. The defences have to hold."

"They will hold."

"There is also another matter, which I wish to speak to you of. I learned much of the American before I was sent back. She knows much of the future and may be of some use in the coming battle. Keep her out of harms way but do not let her be sent where she can offer no counsel." Gandalf said.

The ranger nodded and Gandalf moved to Shadofax's side. The epic white horse looked like he was ready to go.

"The grey pilgrim, that's what they used to call me. Three hundred lives of men I have walked this earth and now I have no time." the wizard said darkly and slightly annoyed. Epic wars with orcs always seemed to make time go faster.

"With luck, my search will not be in vain." Gandalf said as Aragorn opened the gate. "Look to my coming at first light on the fifth day. At dawn, Look to the east."

"Go." said Aragorn. The wizard really needed to get moving so he could get aid. That thing about wizards never being late was not going to cut it this time.

Shadofax then nearly ran over Legolas and Gimli as Gandalf epically rode off into the plains of Rohan.

Meanwhile in a clearing surrounded by a wooded area, clouds moved over the sun epically and thunder boomed ominously in the distance. Suddenly there was a crack and a giant bolt of lightning struck the center of said random clearing. A cloud of smoke obscured the clearing and the camera panned down to reveal a red headed man stumbling towards the trees. His orange suit was covered in soot and was ripped almost to shreds.

"What the hell?" He said, in a gravelly voice that was similar to Batman's.

He coughed and observed his surroundings. However, the wooded area did not reveal much about why he had been deposited here by lighting. He should have been dead and part of the nitrogen system.

'How did I escape the prison?' He wondered. The doctor had assured him that after he had broken into the Pentagon that he would never leave the plain walls of the prison. He had also promised that he would never taste a Frappucino ever again. The latter was a far worse punishment. The red head did not get to further contemplate his situation much longer before several orcs appeared from the woods.

"You!" shouted one of the more ugly orcs. Not that they weren't all ugly but this one was particularly gross. His name was Gluckcore and he was recently demoted from captain of the extremely ugly orcs (apparently he was too ugly even for them), which had put him in a foul mood.

"Are you the one they call Henry Iowa?" the orc asked.

"Who wants to know?" asked the red head rather rudely. Though, to be fair being dumped on a planet by lightning tends to make people a bit grumpy. He was also rather confused by the orc. However, after his run in with the doctor and meeting several alien species he was not overly freaked out.

"My master has a proposistion for you. One that may give you access to... what was it?" Cluckcore turned to his fellow orc.

"Frapp... Frappunos?" The other orc suggested.

"That would be Frappucino." Came a cold and deep voice.

Saruman the wizard of many colors, despite still sticking to his white attire, stepped into view of the camera.

"I have forseen your coming and know that you could be of great help. In return, I will be able to build a Starbucks with help from the ring of power." he said and smiled at the red head. It was really quite creepy.

"The one ring can build Starbucks?" asked Henry. "Seriously?"

"The ring can do many things, Henry Iowa of Canada, but only if you agree to help my cause." Saruman stated.

"What must I do to secure the endless supply of Frappucinos?" Asked Henry.

"I understand that you have certain information that you obtained from books in your world." Saruman said. "All I ask is that you tell me what I need to know to win this war."

"Very well." Smiled Henry evilly. "We can start by sending out the warg riders."

The next day Sarah was on a horse again. Luckily she didn't have to drive it as there were not enough horses and she was told to sit behind Merlin. Sarah was unimpressed with this since Rohan was supposed to be the home of the horse lords. Surely they would have enough horses for everyone. Arthur rode beside them on his own horse. Apparently because he was a prince that meant he got a horse despite the horse shortage.

"I'm bored." Sarah said, boredly. There wasn't really much to do when you rode in a line with refugees. The scenery was spectacular but Sarah had already spent hours looking at it with the Howard Shore soundtrack playing in her head. She had also tried hard to figure out what to do about Helms Deep. After the whole wormtoungue deal she doubted that the Camelot residents would let her near the fighting. Howver, she really didn't like the idea of waiting in a cave while Merlin and Arthur fought the giant army of Orcs on steroids. Arthur would probably call that payback for Wormtoungue telling them that she was dead.

"Shall we play I spy then?" asked Merlin.

"Yes! I spy something with a beard." Sarah smiled.

"Is it a rohan guard?" asked Merlin.

"Nope." Sarah said, popping the P.

"Is it Gimli?"

"Yes, yes it is."

"I spy something blonde."

"Uh, Is it a Guard?" Sarah asked.

"No"

"Arthur?"

"No"

"Eowyn?"

"No."

"Hana?"

"He counts as a Rohan guard." Merlin chuckled.

"Well, I don't see Legolas! Whose the blondest of them all!"

"I do."

"Where?" Sarah asked frustrated.

"Doesn't that defeat the purpose of the game? You're supposed to find what the other person sees." Merlin quipped.

Sarah looked around and finally found Legolas on a far away hill.

"I found him! Also that's really not fair. He's like a mile away." Sarah complained.

"You never said the object had to be close to you." Merlin said, smirking.

"Stupid wizard." Sarah mumbled.

"I heard that." Merlin said, looking behind him at her.

Sarah just smiled at him.

Suddenly Aragorn came running down the column. "Wargs! Were under Attack!"

'Not this, This isn't cannon.' Sarah sighed.

"Sarah, Get off the horse!" Arthur yelled as he rode up to them. "You are to assist Eowyn in leading the people to Helms deep."

"I'm not leaving you two!" Sarah protested.

"I'm not risking your life. We thought you almost died and I am not putting you in that position after we just got you back."

Sarah sighed but decided that now was not the best time to argue. She dismounted and luckily did not fall over. "If you two die I will bring you back and kill you again!" She said pointed at each of them.

"Understood." said Arthur gravely. Sarah watched as the two rode off.

"It's really irritating to be left behind." She said to herself.

"Yes, It is a burden that all women must bear." said Eowyn from behind her. "One day we may fight alongside them but not today."

Sarah nodded and sighed before turning to follow Eowyn.

"Yo People of Rohan! Calm down! It'll be fine!" Sarah shouted. "Just follow me and the blonde lady and it'll all be good!"

The people just looked confused and still terrified.

"Helms Deep is not far!" said Eowyn, giving a much better speech. "We must move quickly! Come!"

The people then started to stop hypervenalating and followed the two women. The walk was not long and Sarah spent it being worried about her two friends.

Legolas epically shot and arrow across the battlefield into and orc's throat. Merlin had to say that was extremely impressive as he and Arthur rode towards the elf.

The tension built as the armies prepared to smash into each other. Legolas added to this tention by epically swinging himself onto a galloping horse.

Merlin glared at the orcs. They were incredibly ugly and they were on wargs, which by a strange coincidence are also incredibly ugly. Evil seems to have a thing for ugly things. They take internal beauty more seriously. Well, not really... the whole slaughter millions thing isn't that nice or pretty.

The moment of epicness arrived when the orcs smashed into the Rohirim. Merlin was suddenly thrown from his horse. Luckiky, he fell on a big tuft of grass and did not hurt his spleen. He also lost his sword, which wasn't really that much help to him anyway.

It was not long before an orc came up to him and Merlin responded to blasting it back. The orc howled as it was thrown against a rock, which made a sickening crack. Merlin continued to blast orcs and eventually found another sword. Arthur as usual took no notice of him. Although he was rather preoccupied with several large orcs himself.

The crown prince was hacking and slashing like there was no tomorrow. The orcs didn't stand a chance. Then suddenly a warg climbed onto a rock and leered at Arthur. The prince looked slightly alarmed at this development and raised his sword. The warg then readied himself to jump.

Merlin ran as quickly as he could towards the scene and cast a spell on the beast. The warg began itching manicacly and whining in pain. Athur then jumped on the rock and stabbed it in the face.

Merlin gave a sigh of relief and was unaware of an orc that was sneaking up behind him.

Arthur looked up and saw Merlin just standing their.

"Merlin!" he shouted.

The warlock turned but before he could raise any defence, Arthur threw his sword and the blade went through the orc's throat.

"Pay attention! You idiot!" The prince shouted.

Merlin didn't respond and continued to watch Arthur's back. He was probably never going to get any credit for saving Arthur.

The battle slowed and the remaining orcs were cut down.

Merlin panted as he walked with Arthur towards Legolas, Gimli, and Theoden. The two were standing by a cliff for some reason.

Arthur spoke first. "Legolas, what has happened?"

"Aragorn." Gimli answered for Legolas. "He fell."

The dwarf looked solemnly at the dangerous water.

'There must be something I can do.' Thought Merlin.

However, Aragron was no where in sight and probably already been drowned by the rapids.

"No. He can't... how?" Arthur then through down his sword and yelled.

"There is nothing we can do. Arthur..." Theoden said to the prince. "We have a battle still to fight and I have injured men. We must go."

The prince looked up at the king and nodded. He would avenge him later.

Sarah ran towards the front of Helms Deep. Eowyn said that the men were returning and she really hoped that two of those men were her warlock and prince.

It was very difficult to move through the mass of horses and armor. She was almost afraid that she would get stepped on. Suddenly she spotted Gimli through the crowd and ran towards the dwarf.

"Did they make back? Are they alright?!" Sarah asked Gimli urgently.

Gimli looked down solemnly and Sarah almost had a heart attack.

'He's just worried about Aragorn! Please say he just say he worried about Aragorn! He fell off a cliff but he'll be fine! Oh God!'

"Sarah!" Merlin's voice interrupted her desperate thoughts.

The American turned and then ran to the wizard. It was her turn to smush them in hugs. Merlin had to spit several of Sarah's curls out of his mouth since her hair had flown into his face. Besides that he couldn't be happier.

"We're alright." Arthur said, dismounting from his horse behind Merlin. Sarah then hug attacked him to.

"However, we lost Aragorn." The prince said solemnly.

Sarah didn't quite know how to respond to this since she knew that Aragorn would be fine. She supposed that it wouldn't due to inform them that he was fine and would be back the next morning. Not that they would believe her. Best to pretend to be sad then. This was going to be like when Gandalf died. Although Aragorn wasn't getting bleached. He was just getting a nice bath through rapids.

She released Arthur and stepped back.

"That's a joke right?" she asked tentatively.

"I'm afraid not." Arthur said.

Sarah pretended to look sad and stunned. Theoden put a hand on her shoulder.

"He fought bravely." The king said to her although he moved on quickly. The king of Rohan did not really have the time to console her, not that she actually needed consoling.

"Right, uhhh. You guys must be hungry cause you've been fighting and stuff. Yea..." she trailed off. That was how she usually dealt with grief. Normally, she would try not to think about it and distract herself best as possible. Food was also nice. However, comfort food didn't really exist in middle earth. Once again though she didn't need comfort food since she knew Aragorn was fine. This not being able to tell people that other people were alive was getting annoying!

"That sounds like a good idea." Arthur said, in his princely being strong for other people voice.

Sarah smiled at him.

"I think Eowyn said the food was this way. Just be sure not to eat any of her stew though. I tried it at camp the other night. Let me tell you it is like eating expired yogurt! It is nasty." Sarah babbled.

The three then fought their way through the crowd of Rohirim.

"So, I know you have this whole plan with the bombs. Now, it would be a good idea to place one in the little drain thing and have and an Uruk fling himself at it with a torch to blow it up. However, I think we can have more style then that." Henry Iowa was walking slowly around the bomb that Saruman was pouring the last bit of black powder into it.

"What would you have me do instead?" asked Saruman.

"Well... Do we have catapults?" asked Henry.

"Catapults?" asked Saruman. "Yes, but it would be difficult to move them to Helms Deep. We cannot delay in our assault."

"Aren't you a wizard though? Can't you make them go faster? Or use a spell to make them lighter? Also aren't we carrying massive ladders to this party? Those make the journey more difficult. The bombs aren't exactly light." Iowa said quickly, spouting out ideas.

"Hm." Pondered the wizard. "Perhaps we can dismantle the catapults and have them reconstructed when the army arrives."

"That would work! I also have another suggestion. Why don't we put the explosives in the catapults. Then hurl them at the fortress! That way we can cause oodles of damage!" Henry said gleefully.

"How would they be lit from the air?" asked Saruman.

"By introducing something called a fuse." The Canadian laughed evilly.

"Let's also make this more interesting. Is there any way you can use your powers to disguise the catapults? That way the men of Rohan won't know what hit them." he smiled.

"Perhaps I can. Good work my friend." Saruman smiled back, very creepily.

The evil wizard and the Canadian then went and looked at their massive army.

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