A Half Elf's Love

Fighting and Healing

The city was overrun. The Nazgûl were still flying in, trying to destroy our armies and capture me. Orcs had breeched the gates, flooding into the city. The healers couldn't handle the intake, so I stayed inside, partly for my own safety, and partly to help the healers. Elladan looked stressed, and his hair was tied up in a very messy bun. Suddenly, out of nowhere, Faramir was brought in. I had thought he was in here the whole time, but apparently not. He had been affected by the Witch-King's magic. I managed to find some Athelas. After cleaning blood from the cuts, I sprinkled a little Athelas in a bowl of water, letting it dissolve. I took a few more leaves, grinding them in my mouth and rubbing the paste in the wounds. Once the paste was used up, I dipped a rag in the water bowl, using it to dab gently around the poisoned veins. I continued to do so, eventually placing the rag on his head, hoping it would help with the fever. Cheers began to erupt from the soldiers. Cheers about Rohan. That meant my brother was here! I continued to help healing soldiers so they could fight again, and hours passed. My hands grew numb from applying ointments and tying bandages. I kept checking on Faramir, and eventually things quieted. Everything grew too quiet. I peaked outside and found soldiers cheering. A green blood of scary things was making its way through Minas Tirth. It was killing all the orcs. I laughed and cheered, signaling the other healers that the fight was over. I ran down the many levels and out into the field to find my brother. I searched late into the night, calling for anyone. Everyone around me was dead, and there were beasts of war lying dead as well.

"Deliadis!" I turned my head quickly, finding Aragorn. I rushed towards him, throwing my arms around him. I started crying in his arms, fear and pain the only things I had to cling onto in our hug. "I thought I had lost you."

"I'm still here." A loud bang echoed through the battlefield. We both turned our heads towards the noise, and saw the Black Gates shut. Mount Doom rumbled. We had just angered the most powerful being currently living in Middle-earth. Aragorn hugged me tight again. "Oh! Aragorn, Elladan is here! I'm married to him now!"

"That's good. That's very good. I fear he wouldn't have lasted the night had he still been in Sauron's hold- wait what!" I nodded, smiling. Aragorn hugged me tightly, laughing and punching my shoulder. For some reason that meant my torso had to hurt, and I doubled over in pain. Blood was soaking through the bandages. Aragorn held me up as we made our way back to the healers. Elladan rushed to the doors, catching me so Aragorn could help Éomer with Éowyn. My husband took me to our room, placing me on the bed.

"Won't they need you?" Elladan shook his head, stitching up the slice in my stomach.

"They will not miss me. They currently have things under control." I giggled as Elladan started tickling me.

"Elladan!" He laughed, going back to wrapping a bandaged around my waist.

"What glaw nín?" (my sunshine) I laughed, pulling Elladan up to me.

"You know exactly what." He chuckled, peppering my neck with kisses. He moved up to my lips, and I pulled his hair out of its bun. Each second felt perfect. Elladan continued to kiss me, keeping himself elevated just enough to where he wasn't laying on my waist. I rooted my hands in his hair, letting him kiss me softly, perfectly. A knock on the door interrupted us. I groaned as Elladan stood. He opened the door, and I saw Elrohir and Rúmil in the doorway. Elrohir quickly threw his arms around his brother, crying. Rúmil and I watched from our respective places as the brothers spoke quickly in Sindarin, laughing and punching each other. Rúmil placed a hand on Elrohir's shoulder, gently moving to his hand down to Elrohir's. Elrohir kissed Rúmil's cheek, and the elf in question turned a bright shade of red. Elladan and I chuckled as the two went away, chasing after one another. Elladan shut the door, climbing in beside me.

"Now, where were we my wife?" He kissed my lips gently, running his fingers through my hair. I smirked, and kissed him back, wrapping my arms around his neck.