Love Will Always Find a Way (A Legolas Love Story)

Chapter 16 Hiding Again

Willow was covered in blood. Some of it was hers, but most of it was the orcs. She kept on slashing and stabbing her way through. She had to get to help Boromir. Yes, she was deadly upset with him but, Willow understood that the way he lashed out was because of the ring. Then she saw him. Boromir was lying on the dirt almost dead, Aragorn sitting besides him. Gimli and Legolas came into view besides her. Willow pulled her hood further down her face, daring not to expose anymore of herself to the world. The goddess ran to the wounded Boromir. She sat down on the ground and gathered a few herbs from the pockets in her pants.

"Hold still," Willow said over him. He just held her hand and sniffed.

"Don't waist those on me. I am too close to death," he said. Willow stopped and lowered her head down.

"I am sorry. I wasn't thinking straight. I should have not-" Boromir gasped for air. Willow watched as Boromir suffer

"I know, Boromir. I know." That was all that Willow could get out. She was about too loose another companion. First Gandalf, and now Boromir. Elliastral was not close to Boromir as she was with Legolas, Aragorn, and Gandalf. But, death reminded her of her family that were killed by Sauron. It made her feel like she failed everyone, which she did. Then, right there, Boromir died in her arms. Slowly, Willow pulled back. Soon, the remaining fellowship, gather Boromir's weapons, and himself, into an elven boat and sent him down the stream. They then decided they must save Merry and Pippin. Willow ran next to Legolas, keeping her eyes on the ground.

"Dwarfs, were natural sprinters," Gimli stated. Willow mentally rolled her eyes. The stopped and Legolas climbed down to the rocks below.

"Legolas, what do your elf eyes see?" Aragorn asked.

"The Uruks turn Northeast," Legolas answered. "Their taking the hobbits to Isengard!"

"Sarumon..." Aragorn murmured. Willow sighed.

"Does this mean more running?" she asked. Gimli ran up behind her. "Dwarfs, were natural sprinters." he said again, huffing.

"Yeah, we know." Willow said crossing her arms. Legolas raised his eyebrow, glancing at Aragorn, who returned the gesture.

"Well, now what?" she asked sighing, looking at Aragorn.

"We follow them." The four of them kept running. Surprising, right? Suddenly, they stopped. The riders of Rohan.

"Riders of Rohan what news from the mark?" Aragorn yelled. Willow growled. The riders turned their horses or to the fellowship-or rest of the fellowship. They started circling the group, finally stopping.

"What does a man, elf, dwarf, and mysterious women doing here?" the leader, Eomer asked. Willow felt an uneasy feeling in her stomach. What was going to happen? She did not know.