A/N: I do not own Lord of the Rings. I only own my nameless OC. I hope you like this and that you will review. Every review is a good review (I don't believe in "flames").

Hiril vuin-My Lady (my beloved lady)

Gi melin- I love you

Haldir stared at the mortal woman before him, his sharp blue eyes taking in her defeated posture and tear-filled brown eyes. His heart was breaking as she heaved breath after breath as the sobs shook her body. It hurt him far more than he believed possible.

His stoic facade not slipping, Haldir crossed the distance between them and pulled her to his body, her head barely reaching his collar bones. He nuzzled her hair and breathed deeply, memorizing her scent for the last time before he left to help the people trapped in the Helm's Deep.

"Will you come back?" Her voice was small and frightened, her small fists rumpling his tunic.

"I do not know, my lady."

"Will you try? For me?"

"I shall. I shall try to come to you and then never leave."

"That is all I ask. Just try, Haldir."

A horn sounded in the distance and Haldir took a step back but not before pressing one kiss against her lips. Her eyes were still full of tears but strength battled sorrow in them.

"Do not forget that I love you, hiril vuin." Haldir walked backwards, letting a small smile light up his already beautiful face. "Gi melin."

"As I you, Haldir."

With one last look, Haldir walked away, his mortal wife staring after him. She shook as a feeling of foreboding spread through her as she watched and last tears slid down her face.

"I love you, Haldir." She whispered, hoping that he will come back alive to her.

To her and the child in her womb.