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Chapter 8

Agarchara's PoV

Aragorn peaked out at the many Uruks. I looked after he did. Gimli didn't look.

"Come on we can take 'em!" Gimli exclaimed. I looked at the distance and looked at him.

"It's a long way." Aragorn told him. Gimli peaked out and glanced over Aragorn then me.

"Toss me," Gimli responded. I looked at him shocked certain that Aragorn was too.

"What?" I asked. He let out a huff.

"I cannot jump the distance so you have to toss me." He replied while loosely pantomiming a throwing motion. Aragorn nodded and moved to throw Gimli. The dwarf stopped him. "Uh, don't tell the elf," he stated. I looked at Aragorn who looked back. We shrugged at each other.

"Not a word," we told him honestly. Aragorn threw Gimli, jumped after him and I followed. The three of us battled mostly stabbing or knocking the Uruks off the bridge. I heard the people behind us boarding up the door.

"Gimli, Aragorn, Agarchara, get back in here." Théoden called. I heard Legolas call for Aragorn. I moved to cover him while Aragorn looked at Legolas. Legolas threw down a rope. I looked at it like it was poisonous. I shook my head lightly, parried a Uruks sword and cut its head off.

"You two go I'll cover you," I told them again risking myself more directly for Aragorn. He was about to argue but since his hand was wrapped around the rope and had a decent enough hold on Gimli, I nodded to Legolas to lift them. He looked conflicted but listened anyways. I continued to fight the Uruks using my swords not having enough cover to use my beloved bow. It seemed like the troops attacked harder seeing it was just me. I kept up fine.

"Agarchara," Legolas called throwing the rope again. I again shook my head. There was no way in hell I was letting him pull me up. It wasn't that I didn't trust Legolas it was that I didn't trust the rope. My refusal caused Aragorn to let out a shout of anger. I ignored him, deflected a blow and removed a head. I could hear him arguing with Legolas who I was sure still had a firm grasp on it.

I sheathed one of my blades pulled gently on the rope to give Legolas a warning and continued to deflect blows rather than attack out right. I wrapped the rope around my hand and wrist making sure my grasp wouldn't fail and gave another tug. Legolas was instantly pulling me up. I didn't dare relax but the rope didn't fail. Of all the shit I've been through that had my heart pounding faster instantly. I listened to Théoden as he called for yet another retreat.

"The fortress is taken. It is over." Théoden stated. I gritted my teeth in rage.

"You said this fortress would never fall while your men defend it. They are still defending it. They have died defending it." I roared at him. My anger sometimes had a mind of its own.

"Is there no other way for the women and children to get out of the caves?" Aragorn asked a lot calmer than I was. The king and his men remained silent.

"Is there no other way?" I demanded for once the more intimidating one. They had watched me hold Uruks off, kill them mercilessly and have more than amazing skill with a bow. They had no idea about the martox except whatever guards that was still alive from our first day in Edoras.

"There is one passage. It leads into the mountains. But they will not get far, the Uruk-hai are too many." Gamling responded more so to Aragorn than me. That was the least of my problems.

"Send word for the women and children to make for the mountain pass and for fucks sake barricade the entrance." I replied having calmed. He nodded and scurried off to do as I said. If I remember right, he was one who did know of the poison.

"So much death, what can men do against such reckless hate?" Théoden asked. I glared at him but Aragorn got to him first somehow knowing that giving him a piece of my mind wouldn't help anything.

"Agarchara, follow the women and children make sure they get out safe." I looked at him with anger pouring into my system. Oh hell no, my thoughts screamed.

"No, no way, I'm staying here and fighting don't you dare tell me differently. I'm not leaving. You can't make me leave with them." I shouted. I was outraged that he was pulling this shit on me again. He held his hands up in surrender as Legolas placed his hand on my shoulder giving comfort and warning. Aragorn turned to Théoden.

"Ride out with me," Aragorn told him. Théoden looked at him then me in confusion.

"For death and glory?" he asked. I snorted, so not Aragorn's style.

"For Rohan, for your people," Aragorn corrected.

"The sun is rising." Gimli told us. No one noticed when Legolas' arms slipped around my waist. I leaned into the comfort without complaint.

"Yes, yes, the horn of Helm Hammerhand shall sound in the deep, one last time." Théoden responded at last to Aragorn's request. He didn't know what we knew. Gandalf was coming. Gimli cheered and climbed up to blow the horn. "Let this be the hour when we draw swords together." Théoden told Aragorn. Legolas released me. I smiled at him. Aragorn nodded me over. "Fell deeds awake, now for wrath, now for ruin, and the red dawn."

Théoden shouted as the three of us drew our swords; out of respect I drew the one Aragorn had given me back in Rivendell. I mounted Legolas' horse. Aragorn looked at me strangely but didn't comment. Legolas got on the back of the horse as I rode beside the king with Aragorn and his men. We launched into battle as Gimli blew the horn again. We fought down the causeway and into the Uruk army. I noticed Aragorn look up. I followed his lead. Legolas was free to actually shoot instead of bother with the horse. He noticed Gandalf seconds before Aragorn said his name.

"Théoden king stands alone." Gandalf stated. I watched as Èomer rode up alongside Gandalf.

"Not alone," Èomer drew his sword, "Rohirrim," he called.

"Èomer," Théoden exclaimed in near shock. I rolled my eyes dragging the reins to obey my command.

"To the king," Èomer shouted as the rest of his horsemen approached. They charged down the hill towards the Uruk-hai. I watched as they pointed their spears at them but got blinded by the rising sun. They fought none the less.

After a while the Uruks fled Helm's Deep disappearing into the tree line. Èomer told the people to stay back out of the forest. The trees began to groan and sway, horrible sounds emerged.

We all let out a shout of victory as Aragorn and Èowyn embraced. Legolas gave me a hug spinning me slightly. I smiled at him before reality kicked in. My smile disappeared causing him to tilt his head in confusion. Soon after while clearing away Uruk bodies Legolas and I noticed Gimli sitting on one smoking a pipe.

"Final count was forty-two," Legolas told him. I smiled and shook my head finding their contest all too entertaining.

"Forty-two, that's not bad for a pointy-eared elvish princeling." Gimli stated I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing. It was less than I had. Silently and simply I was keeping track as well, I had won all but the warg battle. "I myself am sitting pretty on forty-three." He claimed. I rolled my eyes two less than my own count. Legolas frowned, pulled his bow and shot Gimli's Uruk. I couldn't help the laugh that I gave.

"Forty-three," he told him with a smile. Gimli frowned.

"He was already dead." Gimli told him. I again rolled my eyes.

"He was twitching." Legolas shrugged. I let out full blown laughter.

"He was twitching because he's got my ax embedded in his nervous system." Gimli exclaimed wiggling his ax causing the Uruk in question to twitch again. My laughter only increased. They both looked at me before Legolas' eyes narrowed.

"You were counting too weren't you?" he asked. I gave my all too believable innocent smile.

"Who me, participating in your silly competition?" I asked with sweetness lining my voice.

"You were," Gimli exclaimed. I shook my head still portraying innocence.

"Fess up, Agarchara, obviously they know," Aragorn stated from behind me. "Tell them how many you've won while you're at it. You usually brag to me for hours about your wins before making me promise not once but three times to not tell them." My eyes narrowed on him in an unspoken threat.

"You told them." I claimed with disbelief clearly written across my face. He rolled his eyes.

"I've never broken a promise to you. You're laughing and riding with Legolas gave you away." Aragorn responded.

"How many times have you won?" Gimli asked. I shook my head with a smile. "Two or three but that has to be all." Gimli tried to reclaim his pride.

"Who won the warg one?" I asked suddenly. Gimli sulkily pointed at Legolas.

"Why does that matter?" Gimli asked. My smirk gave nothing away.

"Because I won all but the warg one, including this one," I told them finally listening to Aragorn's request.

"You heard how many we had this time, tell us your count, Lassie." Gimli requested.

"Forty-five," I responded evenly. Elf and Dwarf jaws dropped. I smirked revealing all my little secrets. They realized that holy shit I wasn't lying. A slight laugh escaped me as I turned to continue clearing Uruk bodies.

Gandalf, Aragorn, Legolas, Théoden, Èomer, Gimli and I sat on our horses. We were looking towards Mordor.

"Sauron's wrath will be terrible, his retribution swift." Aragorn stated. I looked over at Legolas who was watching Aragorn respectfully.

"The battle for Helm's Deep is over. The battle for middle-earth is about to begin. All our hopes now lie with two little hobbits, somewhere out in the wilderness." Gandalf stated. I looked at him ready to flip out if he was going to give us yet another shitty inspirational speech. He didn't instead we rode through the trees. I looked around warily from atop Brego. At the end of the forest, we could see Isengard. I could hear hobbit laughter.

A/n: That's all she wrote… I'll get working on RotK in a few days and have it done and up ASAP