Nuts in Middle Earth by TRMJ and Elf+Nut
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______________ Nuts in Middle Earth Chapter 6__________________
As the fellowship exited Moria, the sun bathing their bodies was in sharp contrast to their souls. They were grieving for Gandalf's death.
The hobbits fell to their knees, crying. Sam was hugging Frodo, who was grieving the most.
Gimli was fighting back the tears; it wouldn't be proper for a dwarf to cry. Aragorn looked at his friends around him. He wanted to cry just as much as the hobbits, but they had to leave, or... "Legolas, get the hobbits to their feet. We need to leave, now."
"But Aragorn," Legolas began, but was cut short by Claudia, who placed her arm on his. "He is right. If we don't leave now, we'll be doomed. By night, this mountain will be swept by orcs."
Unaware of Aragorn's orders, Boromir fell to his knees for a moment, hoping that the fresh air outside Moria would help waking up Debora. He placed Debora cautiously on the snow, making sure that the cloak he had wrapped around her body would prevent the cold from reaching her. Debora appeared to stir for a second, but her eyes remained closed. Boromir brushed a few strands of her away from her face, and his hand brushed against her lips. She sighed. Boromir couldn't help but feel drawn to her, or rather, pushed towards her. He leaned down to capture her lips with his.
Aragorn, who had left the job of putting the hobbits back on their feet to Legolas and Claudia, approached the crouching Boromir. He couldn't help but frown with sadness when he noticed the bittersweet kiss Boromir was giving Debora's inanimate form. Aragorn was actually glad for a split second that he would never lose Arwen to death. He hesitated for a moment, not sure if he should intrude or not. But the glimpse of a motion made him stop.
Boromir could feel tears prickling at the corner of his eyes when Debora's lips didn't respond to his. But he was a warrior; he couldn't allow himself to cry. Suddenly, he felt a small hand tentatively caressing his hair, just as he felt Debora's lips lightly moving under his. He opened his eyes in utter disbelief, and broke their kiss for a moment to mutter a gasp of surprise as he saw Debora's slightly open eyes looking into his.
"You are alive!" He yelled and crushed her in a bear hug. Debora felt like she had been pulled from deep darkness into joyful and blissful light.
After a while, Aragorn approached them, and placed his hand on Boromir's shoulder. "Boromir, we've got to get going before more orcs arrive looking for us."
Boromir looked up into Aragorn's face, for a moment forgetting what had happened. Soon, though, he remembered that Gandalf was no longer with them. He looked back to Debora, wondering how to break the news to her. She only smiled sadly and placed her hand on his face.
"Don't worry. I know Gandalf has fallen into darkness."
Boromir frowned in confusion. How did she... But Debora was trying to get on her feet, and he quickly brushed his thoughts aside. He quickly got up and took her in his arms again. Debora opened her mouth to protest, but he silenced her with a soft kiss. "You can't walk quick enough for us to get somewhere safe before night falls."
Aragorn walked quickly past them and took the lead of the group. Pippin broke the heavy silence that surrounded the hobbits -"Where are we going now, Aragorn?"
Aragorn turned to the little hobbit; "We have to reach Lothlorien before darkness, Pippin. It is our only chance to escape the orcs."
Gimli's head came up sharply "The Golden Woods? You cannot possibly lead us to the Golden Woods, Aragorn!!! A witch, an elf witch, of terrible power, rules them. All who look upon her fall under her spell. And are never seen again."
As Aragorn took the lead of the group, Legolas fell back to walk besides Claudia. He didn't say anything at first, but he missed her easy smile.
"What troubles you, my dear friend? You have been sad since before Mithrandir was lost to us ... and now Debora seems to be well. What sorrow is hurting your heart?" Claudia didn't feel like talking, but Legolas could always touch her heart.
"Legolas, Debora and I are not ever going back to our home. We are staying in Middle Earth for good." Legolas didn't know if he should let her know about the joy and secret hope he felt as she said that. He was dreading the moment the women would part from them. He felt a deep bond to Claudia.
The elf wanted her to feel better. "Maybe the Lady of the Woods can ease your sorrow, amaelamin. I miss your smile."
That was enough to make her smile at him, as she blushed furiously, again. She thought, 'This elf is going to kill me. So just don't worry about going home, I am not going to make it through this story anyway.'
Boromir was walking a couple of steps behind Legolas and Claudia and had heard their conversation. He felt his heart grow warm by the thought of keeping Debora by his side for good.
"Would you mind to stay with me, Debora?" he asked the young woman he held in his arms. Debora looked up into those beautiful blue eyes, so full of worry and something deeper and more solemn that she didn't dare name yet. She knew, deep in her heart, that she wouldn't mind staying with Boromir in Middle Earth, but the events awaiting them at Amon Hen troubled her heart. If only...
The sadness that could be seen in her eyes was misinterpreted by Boromir. "I see. I'm sure you have...someone...waiting for you...," he was quickly interrupted by Debora, who held his head with both hands.
"No, that's not it. I... I'd love staying here with you," she said, blushing furiously. Boromir grinned widely. He looked like a young boy who had just been given the greatest birthday present. Ever. Boromir kissed Debora passionately for a minute, and added in a husky voice, "I will never let anyone or anything hurt you again. You'll never have to fight again, and you'll stay at home waiting for me while taking care of our children when I go to war."
Debora frowned. "At home?" It was Boromir's turn to frown. "Yeah, like all women do in Gondor. Wait at home for your husband doing your wifely duties."
Debora definitely didn't like the sound of that. "And what makes you think that I won't be willing to go to war with you?"
Boromir laughed good-naturedly. "Women are not made to fight. You are the weaker sex. That's why you got hurt when you faced the troll back in Moria."
Debora was pissed off by now. "Boromir, let me down."
Boromir was dumbfounded. What had happened with the flustered and weak- looking girl in his arms? Debora managed to pry herself out of Boromir's arms, not letting him see how much pain she had to endure to keep herself standing.
Boromir still looked dumbfounded at the now fiery-looking redhead in front of him, who eyed him defiantly for a second and said, "I don't need anyone to take care of me. I can manage on my own."
Debora turned around and went after Claudia, crushing angrily the leaves beneath her feet, a million bells ringing in her head, and a deep ache in her heart. She was sure she was letting steam out of her ears.
Legolas heard Debora's unsteady steps before Claudia noticed her friend approaching. When he looked at her, he noticed by the pale look on her face that she was about to faint, so the elf swept her in his arms, and carried her. After leaving Debora with Legolas, Claudia waited until Boromir had caught up with her and walked for a while in silence. She knew he would be the first to speak.
"I offered her to marry me, to be the mother of my children, to spend our lives together . doesn't she feel the same I do?" asked Boromir softly.
Claudia sighed. "Boromir dear, the women in our world are very different from the women here. I am sure you didn't consider that."
"What do you mean different? You don't want any children or a husband or a home," asked Boromir confused.
"Of course we do. In fact, I have all that back there. But we also are true companions to our men, and we work and fight and live and struggle every day side by side with our life-mates. We don't stay home unless we want to, and our men also take care of our children and help in the house. For us, sharing our life is a matter of love and commitment to another. We share all of it." Claudia looked into Boromir's face and saw that he still didn't get the idea. "Think about it, Gondor Boy. Specially if you want to try your luck again with Deb."
As she walked away, she wished B. were as half as smart as she thought he was. Claudia really thought it might work out and if somebody could get Boromir's mind off The Ring and change the events, it was Debora. They just didn't have much time left.
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The sun was reaching the horizon as they entered the woods of Lothlorien.
Aragorn stepped lighter, as if he felt they were reaching a haven after the terrible events in Moria.
The hobbits were in awe of the gigantic trees, and Gimli was very uneasy, looking to all sides. Boromir was still immersed in his own thoughts.
Claudia approached Debora and Legolas again. Both friends hadn't had much time to talk since they arrived at Middle Earth, and hadn't talked at all since Debora had been hurt.
"How are you feeling now, Deb?" asked Claudia. Debora, who looked a bit nauseated (because of her head or because of what Boromir had said, Claudia didn't know), answered. "Yeah, I think I'm alright now. My head has stopped spinning, but the throbbing pain at the side of it still persists."
Legolas replied, "Once we get to Lorien, the Lady of the Woods will tend to you and your injuries, my friend. Now, you should rest."
Debora seemed about to argue for a moment, but Claudia's soothing words inside her head prevented her. 'He is right. You should rest now.' So, she just glanced at her friend, gave her a small smile, and settled her head on Legolas' shoulder. After a few minutes, Debora had fallen into sleep.
Claudia, who had been observing the woods around them, fascinated by their unique color, muttered. "I never really thought Lorien could be THAT beautiful. I mean, I always expected it to be beautiful, but not as much as it actually is."
Legolas had to smile at Claudia's words. "Lorien is indeed one of the most beautiful places the elves have chosen as our home. Its beauty is actually cherished in songs and ballads about it."
Claudia inhaled the sweet air around her. She loved the forest. Any forest, no matter when or where. And she loved Lord of the Rings and elves, but particularly, she realized she loved the elf walking by her side. And she wouldn't spend any more time grieving for all that was lost, even if it broke her heart. She would live the moment, and never look back.
Legolas was sure they were being watched. He felt it. So he wasn't really surprised as they were instantly surrounded by elves pointing strung bows at them.
One unarmed elf stepped forward and said: "The dwarf breathes so loud we could have shot him in the dark."
Aragorn raised his empty hand in greeting. "Haldir of Lorien. We come here for help. We need your protection."
Gimli was close to panic, "Aragorn! These woods are perilous. We should go back!"
Haldir laughed softly, "You have entered the Realm of the Lady of the Wood. You cannot go back. Come, she is waiting."
TO BE CONTINUED
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