Disclaimer..nope don't own lord of the rings this time around either.lalala
Not much of a diferance!!! I just revised it a little..i heard that it got confusing cause I forgot to seperae the paragraphs...
Big thankyou to steph who keeps leaving great reviews!!! You rule girl!!
The women and children were slowly being released from the caves. Thankful to be near the entrance Eowyn rushed out. They had won.she couldn't believe it. Running through the crowds her eyes scanned for her uncle, Maranwe and the others. As she approached the stairs she came face to face with Aragorn, he and Legolas were helping Maranwe up the stairs. Eowyns emotions left her, and all she could do was laugh. She was so happy that they had all survived. Embracing Aragorn tightly she looked over his shoulder to Maranwe. Pulling back she gazed at the half elf until she saw her leg.
"Maranwe! Oh, you're hurt! Come I'll bring you to the hospital wing. I had to go through there to get out of the caves."
Before Maranwe could speak that she was too weak to walk all the way to the hospital wing Aragorn had carefully picked her up under the knees and followed Eowyn through the crowd. Maranwe felt herself go red again as Legolas raised an eyebrow amusingly at her. Turning to Aragorn Maranwe said, "Go find Arwen Estel. Legolas can help me to the wing."
Aragorn smiled, "Are you sure?" Maranwe nodded, "Very well then." He said carefully passing the half elf into Legolas's arms, "I will return shortly." He said with a playful grin, and ran off to the cave entrance.
Legolas looked down at Maranwe, "I thought you were enjoying that?"
Maranwe smiled, "I was. But Arwen should be the only women Estel holds in his arms." She sighed happily, knowing her two friends would be reunited soon, "Now come my good servant. Follow Eowyn so I can be treated."
Legolas walked after the White Lady, "Servant?" he spoke raising his eyebrow, "I should drop you for that."
Maranwe laughed, ignoring the pain in her leg, "You wouldn't dare."
Arwen walked slowly and impatiently as she waited to leave the caves. If she ever were to be in this situation again she would remember to stay near the entrance.
"Are you worried Lady Arwen?" Freda spoke from beside her.
Arwen nodded. She wouldn't dare to think of what she would do if her and Aragorn were to be separated again. She loved him to much to be alone. She jumped when she felt someone take her hand.
Freda grinned giving her hand a reassuring squeeze."
"Don't worry my lady. Lord Aragorn is too good a warrior to fall in battle." Arwen smiled slightly, praying that this young girl was right.
Suddenly up ahead she spotted him, making his way through the crowd. Arwen clapped a hand to her mouth as she choked back tears of relief and happiness.
"Do you see him?" Freda cried, jumping up and down trying to see.
Arwen nodded again, "Yes.he's alive."
"Go to him Arwen! GO!" Freda urged, giggling. Arwen rushed forward and then.she was in his arms. A wave of happiness crashed over her as her held him as tightly as she could, never wanting to let go. She felt him kiss the top of her head before pulling back to look in her eyes. Arwen smiled and Aragorn swooped down to kiss her deeply. She felt herself melt into his arms as she gently reached out her hand to hold her face.
When they divided Arwen wrapped her arms around his neck. "Don't leave me ever again Estel."
Aragorn squeezed her tightly, "Never." He said before kissing her softly.
As soon as they pulled back Arwen asked, "Are you hurt? Anywhere?" she ran her hands up and down his chest checking for broken bones. She pointed to a gash on his upper arm.
"I'm fine." Aragorn said.
"Are you sure?" Arwen spoke worriedly, "Because it looks rather deep. It could be infec-" she was silenced by Aragorn as he drew her breath away in another kiss.
"I'm fine Arwen." He assured her, "Its Maranwe who's hurt."
Arwen took in a sharp breath, "What happened? Is she all right? Will she-"
Aragorn pressed a finger to her lips hushing her, "Maranwe will live. She is awake and laughing now. She received an arrow to her leg. But as you sad so yourself, her young soul will recover quickly." He took her hand and began to lead his worried love to her the hospital wing.
As soon as Maranwe was in sight Arwen rushed to her side, "Oh Maranwe. Thank the Valar you are not in a worse condition." Looking at her wound she said, "Does it hurt?"
Maranwe rested her head on her hand, "Yes, it does. But I'll be fine, don't worry." She spoke to reassure her friend.
Arwen hugged her tightly, "Oh, I'm so glad you're alive."
Aragorn looked over Maranwe. She lay on her stomach on the cot. Legolas was bent over her leg looking at the wound. "How bad is it?" he asked.
Legolas looked up at him, "Not bad from what I can see, but" hi face then went grave, "I'm going to have to remove the arrow."
Maranwe took a deep breath and bit her lip, "How much will that hurt?" she asked cautiously. Her stomach clenched nervously, knowing what was about to happen.
The elf didn't answer, he turned to Eowyn and said, "Do you have any bandages my lady? This will bleed more once the arrow is removed." Eowyn nodded and went to fetch them.
Aragorn handed Maranwe his leather glove, "Bite on this." He spoke gently, "We don't want you biting through your tongue."
Eowyn then returned with the bandages, "Thank you Eowyn." Legolas said. "Arwen." Maranwe said nervously.
Arwen took her hands in hers, as she saw the fear in her friends. "I'm here Maranwe. You could do this." The half elf nodded as she bit down on the glove. Legolas looked at Aragorn and nodded, "Hold still Maranwe."
Eowyn watched the brave half elf as Legolas took a firm hold on the shaft of the arrow and pulled sharply. Maranwe cried out and squeezed Arwen's hand strongly as she felt her muscle and flesh tear. She whimpered in pain as she closed her eyes tightly. Arwen brushed her hand over her head soothing her. Aragorn quickly washed the wound as it bled freely over her leg. He quickly took athelas and just as he did for Frodo, chewed the leaves and placed them in the gash.
Eowyn then quickly knelt beside her leg, "Don't move Maranwe." She spoke in a soothing voice; the white lady of Rohan began to stitch the wound together so she wouldn't bleed to death. Maranwe took a sharp breath in pain each time the needle entered and left her skin. Tears welled up in her eyes, but they never fell as Eowyn finished up the last sew up. And finally Legolas then wrapped the bandages around her thigh securely.
"There." Aragorn said placing a hand on Maranwe's shoulder, "You will be healed in no time."
Maranwe nodded slightly as she removed the glove from her mouth. Handing it to Aragorn she said softly, "Thank you Estel."
Aragorn knelt by her head and gave her a reassuring smile, "You are brave Maranwe. Removing an arrow is a painful process and you did not shed a tear. Good job." Maranwe smiled shyly as she felt her cheeks go red.again. Aragorn then turned to Arwen next to him, "I will return in a moment. Gandalf wanted a word with me." Arwen nodded as he kissed her quickly before walking away.
Slowly Arwen turned to her friend; an amused smile on her face. In attempting to get her mind off the pain she said, "Is the strong warrior Maranwe actually blushing?" Maranwe slowly nodded, embarrassed at being discovered. "So." Arwen continued, "You bravely fight in a dangerous war, you do cry at all when removing an arrow in your leg, but.you turn as red as a tomato at a simple complement from a handsome man."
As Maranwe's face went even redder Arwen laughed. Legolas than spoke playfully, "Don't tease her Arwen. She most likely would have been dead if Aragorn had not pulled her into the saddle and then held her there so she wouldn't fall off." His blues eyes sparkled with mischief. Maranwe groaned and hid her red as red can be face in her hands as Arwen and Legolas laughed lightly.
That night Aragorn and Arwen stood out on the wall of Helm's Deep. Arwen leaned back into her loves embrace as her hand intertwined with his at the flat of her stomach. "When was the last time I could hold you like this. Alone, with no interruptions?" Aragorn spoke leaning his head against hers.
Arwen sighed, content in his arms, "Far too long ago my love." She paused a moment before saying, "It is hard to believe that only yesterday I thought you were gone forever."
Aragorn hushed her, "Do not speak of such things Undomiel, " he whispered softly into her ear, "I am here. We are together, that's all that matters." Arwen shuddered as his breath blew across her ears. She felt Aragorn smile against her cheek. He brushed one of her long tresses back behind her ear, letting his finger linger on the sensitive pointed tip. He grinned again as Arwen gasped at his touch. Aragorn kissed her temple and slowly led a trail of kisses to her earlobe up the brim of her war until he once again reached the delicate tip, gently caressing it with his tongue.
Arwen trembled and turned around in his arms, tying her hands behind his neck. Looking into his crystalline eyes she said softly, "You know what that does to me Aragorn."
He leaned his forehead against her own, "Indeed Evenstar that is why I do it."
Slowly a smile crept on the elf's face. She laughed joyously and held the Heir of Gondor tightly, "I love you, Estel."
"And I love you Undomiel." He pressed his lips against hers in a long lingering kiss under the moonlight.
From the upper wall of the keep the white lady of Rohan watched the couple mournfully. She felt herself being torn in tow at the sight of them. One half screamed to her loudly, "She's an elf! They are not meant to be! You could fight by his side!" the other part of her spoke quietly and gently, "You see how happy he, you know the princess loves him. You should be happy for them, your feelings for Aragorn will soon pass." Eowyn placed her hands on the stone before her, gripping it tightly as her body burned in frustration, anger and heartbreak.
"Eowyn?" a voice behind her suddenly spoke, drawing the princess of Rohan from her thoughts. Turning around she saw Maranwe, leaning on her crutch looking at her worriedly, "Are you all right?"
Eowyn nodded slowly, "Yes, I'm fine. I'm just enjoying the moonlight." She lied. Looking at Maranwe she asked, "And how is you leg? I'm surprised to see you up already."
Maranwe grinned, "Legolas couldn't keep me confined to bed for too long. It's healing surprisingly well, but I'll be on a crutch for a few days." She hobbled over to stand besides Eowyn. "Thank you for stitching it up. I owe you my life for that."
"You owe me nothing. You saved more than just my life by fighting last night. It was my duty to help you." She smiled, "Besides, what would I do without my new friend?"
Maranwe grinned. She looked over the wall below and saw the figures of Arwen and Aragorn standing together, "Were you enjoying the moonlight, or enjoying the sight of the man standing it in?"
She looked at Eowyn and watched her sigh, "I had no idea," Eowyn said slowly, "that she was an elf. And I don't know why that bothers me so." There was a long pause before Eowyn looked at the young women beside her, "you have feelings for him. And she is your closest friend. What do you do? How do you deal with the fact that there will always be another women in Aragorn's arms?"
Maranwe took a deep breath, "I knew from the start that Estel would always love Arwen. So I ignored my feelings, thinking they would go away if I told myself they were never there to begin with. Then we left Rivendell on this quest and my feelings for him caught up with me. And they were stronger than ever. You've witnessed it with your own eyes. I blush at an effortless complement from him. In my wildest dreams I thought he must care for me the same way I do for him. For he saved my life today and has always watched out for me. But.but then I come back to reality and I realize that he is looking out for me. Because I am his friend, and I am Arwen's friend. And Estel and I are partners in battle so it is our duty to look out for each other."
Turning to Eowyn she smiled, "And that what it will always be." She looked back out beyond the scenery of Helm's Deep, out to the miles and miles of plains, "I am not jealous of Arwen and what she has. And she knows this. I am happy for her and Estel, their relationship was hard for everyone to except. Especially her father. The love between man and elf is forbidden. One day, far from now Estel will pass into the Hall of Mandos, but Arwen, being immortal will be left behind. Slowly her broken heart will eat her apart.it is.the worst death that anyone could have. You linger on in darkness and in doubt, alone. Though I am overjoyed that she is happy and in love, I am scared for her. She has done nothing wrong in her life that makes her deserve that sort of death. It grieves me to know the amount of pain that will be bestowed upon her." She looked almost near tears as she spoke.
"You say Eowyn that you are strong enough to fight with Estel in battle, that Arwen is just a weakling princess. She is stronger than you think Daughter of Eomund.to accept that sort of fate. That's why she rode to Rohan, because she knows her time with him is short. Even with Estel's dot of elven blood he will live more than twice the amount of a normal man, but still to and elf that has lived 2,000 years, it is not that long." She finally looked at Eowyn and said, "That is how I deal with it. I want Arwen to be as happy as possible before she goes through what will happen in later years." She rested her hand on Eowyn's shoulder, "you will find a man who will love you as much as Estel loves Arwen. I promise you that my friend." Maranwe than leaned on her crutch and hobbled back inside the hall. But Eowyn stood there for a moment letting all that the half elf say sink in. she looked at the silhouettes below her quickly before turning around to go inside.
' I can not promise you this Maranwe.but I will try to be strong.for you, Aragorn and her.'
Not much of a diferance!!! I just revised it a little..i heard that it got confusing cause I forgot to seperae the paragraphs...
Big thankyou to steph who keeps leaving great reviews!!! You rule girl!!
The women and children were slowly being released from the caves. Thankful to be near the entrance Eowyn rushed out. They had won.she couldn't believe it. Running through the crowds her eyes scanned for her uncle, Maranwe and the others. As she approached the stairs she came face to face with Aragorn, he and Legolas were helping Maranwe up the stairs. Eowyns emotions left her, and all she could do was laugh. She was so happy that they had all survived. Embracing Aragorn tightly she looked over his shoulder to Maranwe. Pulling back she gazed at the half elf until she saw her leg.
"Maranwe! Oh, you're hurt! Come I'll bring you to the hospital wing. I had to go through there to get out of the caves."
Before Maranwe could speak that she was too weak to walk all the way to the hospital wing Aragorn had carefully picked her up under the knees and followed Eowyn through the crowd. Maranwe felt herself go red again as Legolas raised an eyebrow amusingly at her. Turning to Aragorn Maranwe said, "Go find Arwen Estel. Legolas can help me to the wing."
Aragorn smiled, "Are you sure?" Maranwe nodded, "Very well then." He said carefully passing the half elf into Legolas's arms, "I will return shortly." He said with a playful grin, and ran off to the cave entrance.
Legolas looked down at Maranwe, "I thought you were enjoying that?"
Maranwe smiled, "I was. But Arwen should be the only women Estel holds in his arms." She sighed happily, knowing her two friends would be reunited soon, "Now come my good servant. Follow Eowyn so I can be treated."
Legolas walked after the White Lady, "Servant?" he spoke raising his eyebrow, "I should drop you for that."
Maranwe laughed, ignoring the pain in her leg, "You wouldn't dare."
Arwen walked slowly and impatiently as she waited to leave the caves. If she ever were to be in this situation again she would remember to stay near the entrance.
"Are you worried Lady Arwen?" Freda spoke from beside her.
Arwen nodded. She wouldn't dare to think of what she would do if her and Aragorn were to be separated again. She loved him to much to be alone. She jumped when she felt someone take her hand.
Freda grinned giving her hand a reassuring squeeze."
"Don't worry my lady. Lord Aragorn is too good a warrior to fall in battle." Arwen smiled slightly, praying that this young girl was right.
Suddenly up ahead she spotted him, making his way through the crowd. Arwen clapped a hand to her mouth as she choked back tears of relief and happiness.
"Do you see him?" Freda cried, jumping up and down trying to see.
Arwen nodded again, "Yes.he's alive."
"Go to him Arwen! GO!" Freda urged, giggling. Arwen rushed forward and then.she was in his arms. A wave of happiness crashed over her as her held him as tightly as she could, never wanting to let go. She felt him kiss the top of her head before pulling back to look in her eyes. Arwen smiled and Aragorn swooped down to kiss her deeply. She felt herself melt into his arms as she gently reached out her hand to hold her face.
When they divided Arwen wrapped her arms around his neck. "Don't leave me ever again Estel."
Aragorn squeezed her tightly, "Never." He said before kissing her softly.
As soon as they pulled back Arwen asked, "Are you hurt? Anywhere?" she ran her hands up and down his chest checking for broken bones. She pointed to a gash on his upper arm.
"I'm fine." Aragorn said.
"Are you sure?" Arwen spoke worriedly, "Because it looks rather deep. It could be infec-" she was silenced by Aragorn as he drew her breath away in another kiss.
"I'm fine Arwen." He assured her, "Its Maranwe who's hurt."
Arwen took in a sharp breath, "What happened? Is she all right? Will she-"
Aragorn pressed a finger to her lips hushing her, "Maranwe will live. She is awake and laughing now. She received an arrow to her leg. But as you sad so yourself, her young soul will recover quickly." He took her hand and began to lead his worried love to her the hospital wing.
As soon as Maranwe was in sight Arwen rushed to her side, "Oh Maranwe. Thank the Valar you are not in a worse condition." Looking at her wound she said, "Does it hurt?"
Maranwe rested her head on her hand, "Yes, it does. But I'll be fine, don't worry." She spoke to reassure her friend.
Arwen hugged her tightly, "Oh, I'm so glad you're alive."
Aragorn looked over Maranwe. She lay on her stomach on the cot. Legolas was bent over her leg looking at the wound. "How bad is it?" he asked.
Legolas looked up at him, "Not bad from what I can see, but" hi face then went grave, "I'm going to have to remove the arrow."
Maranwe took a deep breath and bit her lip, "How much will that hurt?" she asked cautiously. Her stomach clenched nervously, knowing what was about to happen.
The elf didn't answer, he turned to Eowyn and said, "Do you have any bandages my lady? This will bleed more once the arrow is removed." Eowyn nodded and went to fetch them.
Aragorn handed Maranwe his leather glove, "Bite on this." He spoke gently, "We don't want you biting through your tongue."
Eowyn then returned with the bandages, "Thank you Eowyn." Legolas said. "Arwen." Maranwe said nervously.
Arwen took her hands in hers, as she saw the fear in her friends. "I'm here Maranwe. You could do this." The half elf nodded as she bit down on the glove. Legolas looked at Aragorn and nodded, "Hold still Maranwe."
Eowyn watched the brave half elf as Legolas took a firm hold on the shaft of the arrow and pulled sharply. Maranwe cried out and squeezed Arwen's hand strongly as she felt her muscle and flesh tear. She whimpered in pain as she closed her eyes tightly. Arwen brushed her hand over her head soothing her. Aragorn quickly washed the wound as it bled freely over her leg. He quickly took athelas and just as he did for Frodo, chewed the leaves and placed them in the gash.
Eowyn then quickly knelt beside her leg, "Don't move Maranwe." She spoke in a soothing voice; the white lady of Rohan began to stitch the wound together so she wouldn't bleed to death. Maranwe took a sharp breath in pain each time the needle entered and left her skin. Tears welled up in her eyes, but they never fell as Eowyn finished up the last sew up. And finally Legolas then wrapped the bandages around her thigh securely.
"There." Aragorn said placing a hand on Maranwe's shoulder, "You will be healed in no time."
Maranwe nodded slightly as she removed the glove from her mouth. Handing it to Aragorn she said softly, "Thank you Estel."
Aragorn knelt by her head and gave her a reassuring smile, "You are brave Maranwe. Removing an arrow is a painful process and you did not shed a tear. Good job." Maranwe smiled shyly as she felt her cheeks go red.again. Aragorn then turned to Arwen next to him, "I will return in a moment. Gandalf wanted a word with me." Arwen nodded as he kissed her quickly before walking away.
Slowly Arwen turned to her friend; an amused smile on her face. In attempting to get her mind off the pain she said, "Is the strong warrior Maranwe actually blushing?" Maranwe slowly nodded, embarrassed at being discovered. "So." Arwen continued, "You bravely fight in a dangerous war, you do cry at all when removing an arrow in your leg, but.you turn as red as a tomato at a simple complement from a handsome man."
As Maranwe's face went even redder Arwen laughed. Legolas than spoke playfully, "Don't tease her Arwen. She most likely would have been dead if Aragorn had not pulled her into the saddle and then held her there so she wouldn't fall off." His blues eyes sparkled with mischief. Maranwe groaned and hid her red as red can be face in her hands as Arwen and Legolas laughed lightly.
That night Aragorn and Arwen stood out on the wall of Helm's Deep. Arwen leaned back into her loves embrace as her hand intertwined with his at the flat of her stomach. "When was the last time I could hold you like this. Alone, with no interruptions?" Aragorn spoke leaning his head against hers.
Arwen sighed, content in his arms, "Far too long ago my love." She paused a moment before saying, "It is hard to believe that only yesterday I thought you were gone forever."
Aragorn hushed her, "Do not speak of such things Undomiel, " he whispered softly into her ear, "I am here. We are together, that's all that matters." Arwen shuddered as his breath blew across her ears. She felt Aragorn smile against her cheek. He brushed one of her long tresses back behind her ear, letting his finger linger on the sensitive pointed tip. He grinned again as Arwen gasped at his touch. Aragorn kissed her temple and slowly led a trail of kisses to her earlobe up the brim of her war until he once again reached the delicate tip, gently caressing it with his tongue.
Arwen trembled and turned around in his arms, tying her hands behind his neck. Looking into his crystalline eyes she said softly, "You know what that does to me Aragorn."
He leaned his forehead against her own, "Indeed Evenstar that is why I do it."
Slowly a smile crept on the elf's face. She laughed joyously and held the Heir of Gondor tightly, "I love you, Estel."
"And I love you Undomiel." He pressed his lips against hers in a long lingering kiss under the moonlight.
From the upper wall of the keep the white lady of Rohan watched the couple mournfully. She felt herself being torn in tow at the sight of them. One half screamed to her loudly, "She's an elf! They are not meant to be! You could fight by his side!" the other part of her spoke quietly and gently, "You see how happy he, you know the princess loves him. You should be happy for them, your feelings for Aragorn will soon pass." Eowyn placed her hands on the stone before her, gripping it tightly as her body burned in frustration, anger and heartbreak.
"Eowyn?" a voice behind her suddenly spoke, drawing the princess of Rohan from her thoughts. Turning around she saw Maranwe, leaning on her crutch looking at her worriedly, "Are you all right?"
Eowyn nodded slowly, "Yes, I'm fine. I'm just enjoying the moonlight." She lied. Looking at Maranwe she asked, "And how is you leg? I'm surprised to see you up already."
Maranwe grinned, "Legolas couldn't keep me confined to bed for too long. It's healing surprisingly well, but I'll be on a crutch for a few days." She hobbled over to stand besides Eowyn. "Thank you for stitching it up. I owe you my life for that."
"You owe me nothing. You saved more than just my life by fighting last night. It was my duty to help you." She smiled, "Besides, what would I do without my new friend?"
Maranwe grinned. She looked over the wall below and saw the figures of Arwen and Aragorn standing together, "Were you enjoying the moonlight, or enjoying the sight of the man standing it in?"
She looked at Eowyn and watched her sigh, "I had no idea," Eowyn said slowly, "that she was an elf. And I don't know why that bothers me so." There was a long pause before Eowyn looked at the young women beside her, "you have feelings for him. And she is your closest friend. What do you do? How do you deal with the fact that there will always be another women in Aragorn's arms?"
Maranwe took a deep breath, "I knew from the start that Estel would always love Arwen. So I ignored my feelings, thinking they would go away if I told myself they were never there to begin with. Then we left Rivendell on this quest and my feelings for him caught up with me. And they were stronger than ever. You've witnessed it with your own eyes. I blush at an effortless complement from him. In my wildest dreams I thought he must care for me the same way I do for him. For he saved my life today and has always watched out for me. But.but then I come back to reality and I realize that he is looking out for me. Because I am his friend, and I am Arwen's friend. And Estel and I are partners in battle so it is our duty to look out for each other."
Turning to Eowyn she smiled, "And that what it will always be." She looked back out beyond the scenery of Helm's Deep, out to the miles and miles of plains, "I am not jealous of Arwen and what she has. And she knows this. I am happy for her and Estel, their relationship was hard for everyone to except. Especially her father. The love between man and elf is forbidden. One day, far from now Estel will pass into the Hall of Mandos, but Arwen, being immortal will be left behind. Slowly her broken heart will eat her apart.it is.the worst death that anyone could have. You linger on in darkness and in doubt, alone. Though I am overjoyed that she is happy and in love, I am scared for her. She has done nothing wrong in her life that makes her deserve that sort of death. It grieves me to know the amount of pain that will be bestowed upon her." She looked almost near tears as she spoke.
"You say Eowyn that you are strong enough to fight with Estel in battle, that Arwen is just a weakling princess. She is stronger than you think Daughter of Eomund.to accept that sort of fate. That's why she rode to Rohan, because she knows her time with him is short. Even with Estel's dot of elven blood he will live more than twice the amount of a normal man, but still to and elf that has lived 2,000 years, it is not that long." She finally looked at Eowyn and said, "That is how I deal with it. I want Arwen to be as happy as possible before she goes through what will happen in later years." She rested her hand on Eowyn's shoulder, "you will find a man who will love you as much as Estel loves Arwen. I promise you that my friend." Maranwe than leaned on her crutch and hobbled back inside the hall. But Eowyn stood there for a moment letting all that the half elf say sink in. she looked at the silhouettes below her quickly before turning around to go inside.
' I can not promise you this Maranwe.but I will try to be strong.for you, Aragorn and her.'