Nuts in Middle Earth by TRMJ and Elf+Nut
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______________ Nuts in Middle Earth Chapter 9__________________
After they had managed to throw Boromir and Legolas out of their chamber, Debora decided to wait while Claudia changed into new and clean clothes. Noting that their clothes were all over the floor, Debora started to collect them. Once she got hold of Claudia's jacket, she noticed it was heavier than it should be, and out of pure habit started checking the pockets to see if Claudia wasn't forgetting something important in one of them. Soon, she found out what she was looking for.
"Claudia, isn't it Gandalf's crystal?" Debora said, picking the white stone from the floor.
As a response, Debora only caught Claudia's muffled voice, "What did you say?"
Debora turned to her friend to find out that Claudia was just finishing putting over her head a very pretty purple gown Debora hadn't noticed when she was choosing hers. Claudia smoothed it over, to get rid of the wrinkles on it, and Debora asked again, "Isn't this Gandalf's crystal?"
Claudia looked at the object Debora was holding out to her.
"Yeah. Gandalf's staff broke while he was fighting the Balrog, and the upper part of it rolled until my feet. I caught it up by pure reflex during the fight, but later decided to keep the crystal as a souvenir." And with that, she took the crystal from Debora's hand and put it inside one of the pockets her gown had.
Debora pouted, "I wish I had had this idea."
Claudia only smiled. "Come, nut, they are waiting for us."
When they reached the bottom of the tree, the hobbits, Legolas, Boromir and Haldir were waiting for them. Gimli and Aragorn stayed behind, since the first was still distrustful of the elves and Aragorn already knew Lothlorien.
Boromir walked up to Debora and embraced her, pulling her closer to kiss her.
"You look very beautiful, beloved. I almost think we should forget the visit and do some private exploration on our own ." he whispered into her ear.
Debora fought a silent battle, before parting from his arms and holding his hand, in an effort to keep him at a safe distance but not breaking contact.
Legolas looked to Claudia, and she could see in his eyes that he was pleased of seeing her wearing the elven gown. She felt awkward, but also happy to see the admiration in his eyes. He made her feel beautiful. She stretched her hand out to him, to hold his hand, and he lifted her hand to his lips, gracefully kissing her knuckles.
"You bring joy to my heart, amaelamin" Legolas said, before taking her hand in his and intertwining his fingers with hers.
Both couples started to follow the hobbits and Haldir through the forest, even though Boromir seemed a bit bored by it and interested in being someplace else. He closed the distance between himself and Debora, and started nibbling her ear.
Debora shot her head up at him, "B, don't do that!"
He smiled that naughty smile of his that made Debora's heart melt.
"You didn't complain about it last night. As a matter of fact, you seemed to be quite enjoying it."
Debora fought down the blood rushing up to her cheeks. She looked away from B, trying to get a grip on herself, and her hair fell over her shoulders to her front, covering her right ear and neck. Debora tried to focus on the beautiful trees and flowers around them instead of Boromir's hot breath on her neck.
"Don't you appreciate beautiful places like this? I think they are so romantic..." she sighed.
Boromir, who was gently prying Debora's hair from his targeted area, only mumbled after once again capturing her ear in his mouth. "Mmm-hum."
Debora couldn't help but close her eyes. It was quite difficult to concentrate on anything apart from Boromir and the heat his ministrations were making curse through her body.
He released her ear and turned her head towards his with his right hand gently caressing her left cheek. "Me too."
Debora almost lost herself inside the pool of those deep, darkened by lust, blue eyes. But Claudia's giggles reached her ears, and the eye contact was broken.
"You two should definitely get a room!" Claudia whispered to Debora and Boromir, making Debora blush even more furiously than she already was.
Legolas and Boromir heard the exchange, but there was definitely something there they didn't understand. These best friends kept on baiting each other, especially on the subject of their relationships with them. And they seemed to enjoy the baiting. It must really be a weird place they came from.
Boromir tried to put his raging blood under control as he turned to Claudia.
"So Claudia, may you tell us something about the world you come from?"
Claudia looked over to Debora. How much were they allowed to tell them?
They had a Force-exchange.
'What do you think, are we going to break Gandalf's rules again?' said Claudia to Debora. Debora wasn't sure. The stakes were pretty high.
'Tell then enough to appease their curiosity, but as little as you possibly can?' Claudia closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and made a try.
"Well, we aren't warriors there like we are here."
Legolas was interested. "In your world there is no evil, like Sauron, that you would have to fight against?"
"There is plenty of evil Legolas, as much as you could not imagine. But we just can't fight it," said Claudia sadly.
Seeing the confused looks in their eyes, Debora tried to explain.
"You see, there is plenty of evil there, but we can't blame one person for all of it. There are WAY too many bad people to do even more evil than Sauron can, but no Sauron to blame. Mainly, it's all our society's fault." They looked even more confused now.
Claudia sighed. "You see, our people don't live quite in harmony as the people from Middle Earth live. And you don't have all that harmony to begin, mind you."
It was Boromir's turn to ask, "Well, what do you do then if you are not warriors?"
He refrained himself from asking if the women in their world simply stayed at home taking care of the children because he didn't want to fight with Debora again.
"Well," Debora began, "I'm studying to become a..." and here she stuttered, not very sure what was the equivalence of 'doctors' in Middle Earth. "...a healer of sorts."
Claudia added proudly. "She will be great when she finishes her study"
Legolas was more interested in what Claudia did back home. "What is it you do, Claudia, if you are not a warrior?"
'That is a tough one,' Claudia said to herself. "I finished studying people's behavior and relationships, like a historical woman would do in Middle Earth."
"Why you need to do THAT? If a person is your friend, fine, you help him and he helps you when you need; he is an ally. If it's an enemy, you fight and kill him," said Boromir slightly annoyed.
"Boromir, if you continue to make such smart remarks, you won't get any tonight. Have you forgotten that our world is different than yours? We don't fight over everything. Everything isn't right or wrong, black or white for us; there are a lot of gray shades there, and we usually talk them over. It's not always muscles, you know? Sometimes you have to use your brain." And with that, Debora marched off, getting closer to the hobbits and leaving a dumbstruck Boromir looking at her back, along with a surprised Legolas and a half amused, half worried Claudia.
Claudia looked at Boromir. "You HAD to put your feet in your mouth, didn't you?" and with that, she and Legolas continued to follow Debora, the hobbits and Haldir, who were very far ahead.
Boromir looked at Debora stomping away from him. He knew he had screwed up, but then, it wasn't his fault. They had different cultures and ways of life, and the woman just exploded at any slightly snide remark he made! And most of the time, he didn't even mean to!
Boromir could feel his blood boiling inside his veins. Perhaps he should calm down a bit - they BOTH needed to calm down a bit before they talked again, or they would have an even bigger fight. So, he retraced his steps back towards where they had left Gimli and Aragorn.
Meanwhile, Debora neared the hobbits, who were questioning Haldir about the exquisite plants around them, but she wasn't really listening to them. Her mind was boiling in anger, and she cursed to herself. Why did she have to blow up like that with Boromir? He had just pointed out to her how things worked here in Middle Earth, after all. And they worked quite differently from back home. She had, and for absolutely no reason, just bitten his head off. Why did she always have to act like that with the people she loved?
She was complaining about what Boromir had said and yet, she acted exactly in that way.She either was pleased and happy with the people around her, or she was pissed off with them and fighting with them. Nothing in between. She really needed to learn to control herself and her emotions. But then again, that was the one thing that made her completely head over feet for Boromir. He was exactly like her, passionate about his beliefs and acting recklessly depending on his mood. Fighting with hands and teeth when needed. And being the sweetest person in the world when he wanted, which didn't happen very often. He was the only one that could actually put Debora on her place. The only one able to really challenge her. But deep down, Debora knew that there was another reason for her acting so badly. Not that it excused her from acting that way, but it was an explanation. She had her emotions running high because that fateful day she had been dreading was looming ever closer.
Debora let out a long sigh. he shouldn't, no, WOULDN'T think about that now. She needed to talk to Boromir and apologize to him. But before going after him, she needed to calm down a bit. So, she strained to clear her mind and tried to pay attention to what Haldir was saying. Lothlorien was such a beautiful and peaceful place that perhaps it would be able to ease her spirit.
Claudia felt Debora's conflict, and even if she knew her beloved nut HAD to sort things out on her own, she sent soothing thoughts through the Force.
Legolas noticed Claudia closing her eyes momentarily and could almost sense that she was somehow communicating with her friend. That she was always mindful of Debora was one of the traits that most attracted him about her. It showed how deep her emotions ran for those she cared about. And he desperately wanted to be one of them.
"You have spoken to her in your mind, haven't you?" he asked her. Claudia smiled at him.
"Yes I did. Though we are not trained in the use of the Force, this is one of the many uses it has. Debora and I have a bond. We can communicate without talking."
"You care deeply for your friend, Claudia. She is very fortunate..." began Legolas.
But Claudia interrupted. "Actually I am the fortunate one, because I have some people that care about me and take me as I am. Debora is a beautiful person."
The elf looked at her in astonishment. "You really believe that your love and care for them isn't that precious? I would consider myself honored to have your friendship, Claudia."
She looked at him incredulous, "You don't think I care for you?"
Legolas lowered his eyes, studying the pebbles on the path they were following. Claudia squeezed his hand.
"Legolas, I told you before you were a dream to me. And I still cannot believe I am here holding your hand. But now, that I met you, I know I care about you very very deeply, I I ... " was Claudia saying, when Legolas put a finger on her lips.
"No declarations, no promises, no commitments. Enjoy the moment we share, remember? But never forget, amin mella lle, Claudia!" Claudia felt tears in her eyes.
" Amin mella lle, Legolas."
Meanwhile, Boromir had gone back to Lorien, only to find Aragorn sitting under a tree with his eyes turned inward and a very faraway expression on his face. However, since Boromir wasn't in the mood for talking, he passed Aragorn and went straight to the tree were the Fellowship had rested the previous night. Or at least he tried.
"Boromir, is something wrong? Where are the others?" Boromir turned to Aragorn, with what he hoped was an unreadable expression.
"Nothing is wrong. I just decided to come back; they are still wandering around Lothlorien."
Aragorn eyed Boromir for a second through half-closed eyes, and before he could turn and go away, Aragorn added. "You are a good man, Boromir, a good warrior and a loyal soul. You have taken upon your shoulders the burden of riding Gondor from the threat of Sauron, but you can't let it interfere in your personal love life. You deserve to be happy. Don't let Sauron spoil this. Give in to love, my friend, it will heal your heart."
Boromir couldn't help but give a hollow laugh at his friend's slightly wrong impression.
"I never thought I would say something like this, but dealing with Sauron is easier than dealing with women. At least with Sauron I know what needs to be done."
Aragorn nodded. He understood now.
"Well, don't let pride and stubbornness blind you as well," He added, a smile on his lips.
"Women can indeed be very difficult to understand and please, but they are worth the trouble."Aragorn's eyes sparkled as if light was reflecting on them. "Trust me."
Boromir sat near Aragorn in defeat, knowing that he had given in to the other's bait.
"It's just that... I hardly did anything to upset her!"
Aragorn eyed him with a look that clearly stated his doubts about that.
"Well, okay, maybe I did something but... She just stormed at me for something I said about her land, but I don't even know enough about it to know it would upset her! It's not my fault!"
Aragorn frowned, and pondered for a moment if he should say something that he had been thinking for sometime now, but hadn't felt comfortable talking about it with Boromir. They weren't the best friends after all, quite on the contrary; Boromir had showed his distrust at Aragorn right from the beginning. But deciding that he wouldn't feel comfortable until he actually voiced it, and that this was possibly the best moment to say it, he did.
"Boromir, are you sure you are in love with Debora?" he continued before Boromir could stop him. "I mean, you've known each other for less than a week, and you've already asker her to marry you."
Boromir eyed Aragorn but didn't answer right away. He seemed thoughtful for a long while, but he finally spoke.
"I know. It's strange, really. I have to admit that the first time I met her there was this instant sexual attraction, which usually dies after I sleep with the woman... it didn't. I guess her spirit, bravery, and especially care and tenderness for me... I don't know, I just really care for her. I realized I wanted, no, needed her when she got hurt at Moria, and after last night, I was even more sure of it. This is the right thing for me. She is the right one for me."
Boromir's unwavering gaze at Aragorn was enough to erase all doubts from Aragorn's mind. He should have known. He, just like Boromir, had been a victim of love at first sight.
"So, if you are so sure of it, you don't need to worry. Everything will turn out fine, my friend."
"I hope so," Boromir said, with a sigh.
Further back inside the forest, Debora was walking behind the hobbits without really paying attention to what Haldir was pointing out to them. Claudia let go of Legolas hand and caught up with Debora, putting an arm around her shoulders.
"Okay Deb, that was a bit harsh, don't you think? B can't help himself being like that...come on...make up hun...we don't have much time left..."
Debora sighed. "I know, I just need some time to calm down."
Claudia hugged her a bit tighter. "Come on lovey, we still have to work out how we will fix things, don't we?"
Pippin interrupted. "What is it you have to fix, Claudia ...? Can we help? And don't you have any more of that wonderful brown food we had in Moria?"
Claudia had already had enough for the day. She said sweetly. "Pippin, first: fixing things is not your business; second: no more chocolate; and third: leave us to talk a bit in private, would you?"
The little hobbit wasn't fooled by the sweet spoken words and looked up into incredibly angry eyes.
"Alright, Claudia ... I am gone!" he said and ran to catch up with the other hobbits.
Debora looked in awe over to Claudia. "Well Deb, I am no saint. And this Middle Earth history straightening out thing is getting to my nerves," she said, smiling sheepishly, as she looked back to Legolas who was talking to Haldir.
Debora had to laugh. After all, it was really good that they were both there. Even if they were in deep trouble, up to their necks.
Later that morning, when they came back for lunch, Debora, Claudia, Legolas and the hobbits found Aragorn, Boromir and Gimli engaged in a deep and serious conversation.
Legolas moved forward and approached the group first. "Is something wrong, my friends?"
Aragorn looked up at the elf and, seeing the others behind him, stood up. "No, nothing is wrong. We were just deciding that we've rested enough, and it's time to leave before the enemy can have much of an advantage over us. So, tomorrow morning, at the first sight of light, we'll be back on our path."
The members of the Fellowship eyed one another, a mixture of anxiety, fear, and a deep sense of duty and honor in their eyes. Sauron would not wait for them to ruin his plans. They needed to move, and fast.
The members of the Fellowship used their last afternoon at Lorien to gather some provisions to their quest, as well as to thank their hosts for such warm hospitality. And seeing as this was the last night that they would be able to rest without any need to stand guard and such, they decided to retire to their beds earlier.
"I will miss this place," said Claudia, sadly, upon watching her last sunset at Lorien. When Debora, who had kept close to her the whole afternoon, didn't answer, Claudia looked at her worried. Debora was usually talking her head off, and her uncharacteristic quietness today was really troubling Claudia. Debora, though, had her eyes trained upon something or someone far from them. Claudia followed her friend's gaze only to find Boromir sitting under a tree, sharpening his sword.
Claudia patted her friend's shoulder to summon her attention. When Debora looked at her, she said.
"Go. You two need to talk." Debora smiled sadly at her friend before standing up, when she caught sight of a certain elf approaching them. So, before walking away, she turned and said, "Where did you sleep last night?"
Claudia blushed but answered firmly. "At a beautiful grove nearby Legolas knew about. It's just off to the left side of the path we took earlier today with Haldir. Why?"
"Oh, nothing." Debora had a faint twinkle of mischief on her eyes, but it was there nevertheless. "You know, to make up for last night and my horrible behavior, tonight you can have our room to yourself," and through their Force Bond, she added, 'and your elf.'
Claudia couldn't answer her with an appropriate remark because Debora left before she could think of something, and right after that Legolas approached her. The elf sat down next to Claudia. He didn't say anything, just pulled her close and held her. They sat there, not saying a word for a while, watching Debora and Boromir from afar. Both felt at ease with the other and Claudia was trying to treasure every minute with her beloved elf in her memory. She still couldn't believe it was real. Strangely enough, it was Legolas who broke the silence.
"Amaelamin, everything will fall in its place, it always does. Do not worry about Debora and Boromir anymore."
Claudia sighed (she had changed from blushing and stuttering to sighing lately).
"Well, Legolas, I do hope things work out. I still have problems believing in happy endings so far."
"Happiness lasts as long as you hold your happiest moments in your heart, Claudia," said the elf.
"That's nice, elf-boy, very nice...but changing the subject...what would you say if I told you that we have the chamber for the night, courtesy of Debora?"
Claudia couldn't believe the mischievous look on Legolas' eyes. "I would say, what are we waiting for?"
"Let's go make some happy memories, Legs!" she said, jumping up and running towards the chamber, with the elf in pursuit.
Meanwhile, Debora had approached Boromir cautiously. She knew she had to apologize to him, and even though she was feeling a bit nervous about it, she knew she could do it. It was his possible answers to it that troubled her.
"Boromir, can we talk for a moment?"
Boromir didn't look up from his sword at first, but Aragorn's words from earlier replayed inside his mind, '...don't let pride and stubbornness blind you...' So, he sighed and added, looking up at Debora. "Sure."
Debora couldn't help but shiver at the sight of hurt in Boromir's eyes because she knew she had caused.
"Boromir, I'm sorry," she gulped and looked down at her hands. "The way I acted earlier today, and also yesterday...it was uncalled for. The fact that we have different opinions on something doesn't mean we have to fight about it, let alone bit each other's head off, like I did," Debora sighed and closed her eyes. "Like I always do with everyone I care about."
Debora was caught by surprise when she felt Boromir's hands on her waist.
"That happens when you are hot-tempered," he said, giving her a lopsided smile. Debora looked up into his eyes and even though she still could see a hint of the hurt she had seen earlier, the emotion that prevailed in his eyes was love. His love for her.
Boromir started to caress her cheekbones with both his thumbs, and then kissed her gently on the lips. Debora smiled and her eyes started to sparkle with unshed tears. She reached up to Boromir's right hand and turned towards the clearing edge, tugging at his hand to make him follow her into the trees. Boromir noticed that she had entered the path they had taken earlier, but before he could point that out to her, Debora took a left turn into a narrower path that he hadn't noticed earlier. After a while, she stopped.
"This place is beautiful, isn't it?" she said and looked up at him. They were now standing in a secluded grove.
Boromir looked upon her eyes and said, "Not as beautiful as you."
Debora smiled for a second before saying very seriously. "Make love to me, Boromir."
He didn't need her to demand it a second time.