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DISTANT EVIL

Rogueangel82

Helm's Deep kind of reminded Buffy about of news reports she used to see about refugees, which of caused made sense if she thought about because they were refugees. The stench of fear and hopelessness was drowning and she basically wondered the area numbly unable to even articulate that feels that were welling inside her. So she practically begged Eowyn to put her to work. She lugged supples to the caves behind the fort, with the other woman. Staking food, and finding herself watching children -which really freaked her out-.

While staking supples with the Eowyn, she noticed her new friend stiffen slightly before gasping. "Whaa…?" she started but the Rohan Lady was already off rushing towards the dishevelled figure of…Aragorn? Buffy she felt a smile brake out onto her, relief flowing though her. She moved towards them.

Coming to stop besides the tall woodelf, Buffy looked at the Ranger with amusement, "Man, you're giving me a run for my money in the lives department." She remarked.

But before anyone could question is strange comment, one of the kings men came forwards to summon Aragorn, "Off you go," Buffy said with a wave of her hand, "Your being summoned." Aragorn shot her an amused look and moved off.

The slayer heard the other blond sigh and laughing throwing an arm over her shoulders. "Girl have you got it bad!"

"My Lady Buffy," The slayer jumped when she heard the soft musical voice behind her, turning she saw Legolas standing there. "A word with you?" he questioned.

"Yah sure," Buffy shrugged moving to follow the elf, "What's up?" she question when they stopped, noticing his frowning she rephrased, "Problem."

"It is involving Aragorn," Legolas paused, "No one has told you this, so I believe I must. I don't think it is wise to encourage Eowyn in her infatuation."

"Huh why not!" Buffy demanded.

"Aragorn has left his beloved behind in Rivendell," Legolas explained, "The Lady Arwen has given him her token to carry. The pendent he wears around his neck."

"Ah thought it looked a little feminine," Buffy mused, "Why doesn't Aragorn put a stop to it himself!"

"Arwen and Aragorn's romance is filled with toils," Legolas continued to explained, "She is one of the Elder, an elf. A kind destined to leave these shores for the Grey Havens and the Undying lands."

"Ohh," Buffy said lowering her head, "That kinda sucks doesn't it?"

#SC#

Faith glared as she was dragged along with much strength as she could –not that it made any difference with a blind fold-. She remember from the back of her mind, that they hadn't been black cloaked like the beast rider had been wearing, rather a mossy green colour one, prefect for blending in with grass and leaves. Not that it really mattered to Faith, a sword in the face was still a sword in the face. That kind of greeting hadn't won any points with her.

Finally after what seemed like a eternity of walking, Faith noticed the temperature drop and the sun disappear and she was trust into a chair and the blind fold snatched away. Then her glare came into effect… they ignored her.

One of the cloak figured moved forwarded swiping his hood back, revealing shoulder length rusty blond hair.

"Oh hello salty goodness," Faith exclaimed in surprise. She had been half expecting another monster…this was a pleasant surprise.

"I am Faramir of Gondor," He said, "You will tell me, how is it that you came to be in these lands dropped from a Nazgul."

TBC

A/N: Short I know, but at least I updated. Please tell me what you think, and don't forget to read my other stories.