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This chapter is not my favorite, but I need to keep the story moving so here it is. I still appreciate reviews, so tell me what ya think and how I can improve. Also still taking votes, so far Aragorn is in the lead and Eomer is in second. Legolas has no votes… poor elf.

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Reaching Edoras hadn't been as long a ride as she had expected. Since she had gotten to Middle Earth everything had taken five or six days to get to and she missed the convenience of airplanes. The great city Eomer had described to her was not what she was seeing, and she knew that was due to the fact that Saruman had his claws dug into the King. People hurried around silently, no one was smiling or laughing.

"You'll find more cheer in a graveyard." Gimli commented and she glanced over at him and nodded.

"Tell me about it. Not even the children seem happy." In truth though there wasn't a single child playing outside. Missy tightened her grip on Aragorn as she glanced around, she didn't like that place. He glanced over his shoulder at her and then turned to Gandalf, the old wizard had his sights set on Meduseld, the great hall of Rohan. When they dropped the horses at the stable Missy had half a mind to ask to stay with them, but she knew the smell was far to foul for her to be left behind in. She stayed behind the warriors as they clamored up the giants steps to the huge oak doors.

"I can not allow you in front of Théoden-king so armed, Gandalf Greyham. By order of Grima Wormtongue." Missy made a face when the name was spoken.

"Wormtongue? Where do you people come up with this stuff?" Legolas elbowed her softly and she crossed her arms in front of her chest. That was until a soldier held his hand out for her staff. She looked up at Legolas to see if that was what she was suppose to do and the elf gave her a small nod. She handed him the staff but as he pulled back her hand stayed on it.

"That staff is a present. You hurt my staff I'll have my boys ruff you up." Aragorn rolled his eyes but said nothing and the soldier gave her a nod and pulled the stick from her grip. Gandalf had somehow conned his way into keep his staff but she made no comment as they entered. Legolas was on Gandalf's left and Aragorn was on the right, she was behind Legolas and across from Gimli.

"The courtesy of your halls have somewhat lessen of late, Théoden King." Gandalf said and Missy looked over to see a group of men following their every step. They reminded her of the guys in biker bars on cop shows. She was relieved to see Aragorn, Gimli, and Legolas had noticed them as well.

"He is not welcome." She glanced up to see a slimy looking man leaning down next to the throne. He looked greasy, like a used car salesman with really bad teeth. His skin was deathly pale and his black eyes sunken into his skull, he just screamed bad guy.

"Why should I welcome you, Gandalf storm crow?" Her eyes were then drawn to the poor old man on the throne. Théoden, Eomer's uncle, looked like he was on his last leg. From what Eomer had told her this was not the way the King had always been, this was Saruman's doing. Her thoughts went to Eomer then, feeling sad that she was there in his home when he couldn't be. She would find a way to get him back to his beloved Edoras, to repay him for saving her life.

"I told you to take the wizard's staff." She looked up at those words and noticed the men that had been following them were now attacking. Her eyes widened as one came towards her for she had no experience with hand to hand combat. She shrieked and began backing up, right into the arms of another man. She performed the only reasonable task her mind could come up with, she kicked the man in front of her right in the groin.

"Ha!" She yelled victoriously as he hit his knees, but the man behind her wrapped one hand around her tiny neck and she was panicking. She tried to pry his fingers lose as fought for air, then she tried scratching at his face but nothing was working. Her vision went blurry and then he suddenly released. She hit her knees, coughing loudly, as Legolas punched the man right in the face.

"On your feet." He said and yanked her up by her arm. Typical Legolas, saves her but acts like a jerk right after. Gandalf raised his hand to Théoden in an almost mystical way an announced that he released him, which Théoden thought was funny. Missy would have made a smart as comment but she was still massaging her throat.

"You have no power here, Gandalf the grey." He said and Missy smirked. She had wondered why Gandalf had donned some old shabby grey robes when they left Fangorn but apparently he was one for theatrics. He discarded the robe and the blinding white light hit Théoden and sent him back in his seat.

"I will draw you Saruman, like poison is drawn from a wound." Gandalf declared. A blonde woman began running towards the King but Aragorn reached out and grabbed her before she could get too close.

"Wait." He said and kept his hold on her.

"If I go…Théoden dies!" Saruman said thorugh the King.

"You did not kill me, you will not kill him!" Gandalf said strongly and Missy couldn't help it, this situation was just so epic.

"Yeah Gandalf is a BAMF!" Legolas squeezed her wrist and stared at her wide eyed but Gandalf did not move from his spot.

"Rohan is mine!" Saruman yelled.

"Be gone!" Théoden lunged forward but Gandalf's power was too strong and Théoden was once more thrown backwards onto the throne. Eowyn finally shoved out of Aragorn's grasp and ran her to uncle's side. Missy watched as the King's face began to change and he started to look more like a human and less like a zombie. She grinned, knowing that everything was okay again, and in her fit of happiness she hugged the person next to her. Legolas glanced down at her but kept his arms up in an awkward angle as to not touch her.

"Oh, it's you, I forgot." She muttered before releasing him and then moving over to Aragorn.

"He did it!" She said and happily snuggled up to the Ranger. Aragorn chuckled and allowed one arm to come around her in a half hug.

"You are far too affectionate little one." He said.

"Sue me, you boys are all too cute not to hug on a regular basis." Their attention was drawn back to the King as he reached out and took his sword from Hama's hands. He seemed empowered by the simple gestures and let his eyes darken as they fell on Grima. The King then strode through his halls to where Gimli was holding Wormtongue and threw him out of the doors.

"I have only ever served you my lord!" Aragorn pushed his way through the group to stop Théoden from doing something terrible.

"Your leechcraft would have had be crawling on all fours like a beast." Théoden said as he raised his sword. Aragorn got there just in time, grabbing the King's arm and stopping his swing.

"No, my lord, enough blood has been spilled on his account." Théoden locked eyes with Aragorn and after a moment gave a nod and lowered his weapon. Aragorn held his hand out to Grima but the little worm spit on his hand and then rushed off into the crowd. Théoden looked around and then back at Gandalf.

"Where is Theodred? Where is my son?"