Summary: Songfic to Falling by The Civil Wars watch?v=VLZcFJLdPiI Eowyn mourns for the future she's lost. Rated K+ by Savannah (Arwen & Legolas)
March 4, 3019
Arwen opened her soft blue and watched as Eowyn slept cramped in the chair above her bed. Arwen stared blankly at her best friend's peaceful face, trying to remember what that kind of peace felt like. She sat up. "Eowyn," she called softly. Eowyn jerked awake, looking around the tent. She took a long breath, pressing her palms into her eyes. "Why are you here?" Arwen asked. Eowyn dropped her hands, looking at her through blood shot, red rimmed eyes. "Why are you not with Aragorn?"
Eowyn sighed and dropped her eyes. "I didn't think you would want to be alone tonight," she answered. "Not after today."
In her mind Arwen could saw the fire licking over Legolas' body. She closed her eyes, trying to push the image away. "Lay with me," Arwen said. "You don't have to sleep in the chair."
Eowyn climbed down, sitting down on the edge of the bed trying to find words but finally she lay down and closed her eyes, falling back down into sleep. Arwen rolled over and closed her eyes, listening to Eowyn's deep breathing, but all she could see was Legolas.
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In her dreams Arwen watched Legolas die, every night she watched the blade slide soundlessly into him. She saw his face as it twisted inside of him, and she felt her heart stop inside of her as he crumpled to the ground. This night was no different. Arwen woke with a start, cold sweat dripping down her face.
Eowyn leaned over her, her blonde hair like a halo around her face. "Arwen," she said, concerned.
Arwen sighed and wiped her wet eyes. "I'm fine," she answered. "It was only a dream."
Eowyn lay back down on her back and stared up at the canopy. "You're dreaming about him, aren't you?' she asked.
Arwen nodded. "Every night."
Tears trailed down the sides of Eowyn's face. "Please, Arwen, don't leave me," she said. "You're the only friend I have left in the world, you're the only friend I've ever had." Arwen listened to her, staring at anything, she couldn't meet her eyes. Eowyn wiped the tears from her eyes and sat up. "I want you to be there when this is over, Arwen. I want to be happy with you, I want our children to play together and to know that there is no danger left in the world. Is that not what we have been fighting for all this time?"
"Legolas said he would never leave me," Arwen said. "There are no guarantees in this world, I will not promise something that I cannot keep." Eowyn sat up, trying to hold in the sobs that clawed at her throat. Arwen sighed, a tear of her own slipping down one cheek. "I want that life, Eowyn," she said. "I want you to be happy, and Aragorn too, but it can never be like that, Legolas is gone." Eowyn looked over her shoulder at Arwen. "I can't," she said. "I can't live without him."
Arwen lay in silence, waiting for Eowyn to say something but the words never came. Eowyn laid down again and began to cry. Arwen watched as the woman facing away from her began to shake. Eowyn sobbed. She cried because Legolas was gone, she cried for the life she had always wanted, but most of all she cried because she knew she was losing Arwen.
Arwen simply lay in the dark, listening to Eowyn cry. She wanted to comfort her, tell her everything was going to be alright, but she knew it wasn't, it would never be alright again. Arwen let out a shaking breath.