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Recaptured!: 15. Attack!

Ŭnomer and Drâmym rode on through the dark night. They
had never intended to take more than a short rest by the fire, although the
incessant chattering and bargaining of Grando Spandif had driven them away
earlier than might otherwise have been the case.



The moon was bright and clear as they rode along the edge of
some trees and undergrowth. Merry felt rather than heard the sickening 'whump'
as an orc arrow struck Drâmym between the shoulder blades. He slumped forward
on to his horse, crushing Merry against the animal's neck. Ŭnomer wheeled
his steed around, trying to locate the marksman. He ducked low in the saddle to
make a smaller target.



Two shadows leapt from the trees, one landing on the back of
Ŭnomer's horse. The animal reared up and man and orc fell struggling to
the ground.



Drâmym's steed plunged on into the darkness, bearing its
unconscious rider and the terrified hobbit away from the attack. Merry, of
course, could not tell what had became of Ŭnomer, but Drâmym was sorely
wounded and lying underneath his weight, the hobbit could not even attempt to
halt the galloping horse.



Eventually, the animal slowed and finally, exhausted, came
to a complete standstill. Merry tried jabbing Drâmym with his elbow, but his
manacled wrists made such movement difficult. He wriggled as much as he could
trying to elicit a response, petrified that the man might be dead. He tried
calling his name and was rewarded with a pained groan.



"Drâmym! Are you all right?" Merry's voice was
muffled as he was still being squashed, but the rider heard him now and was
able to pull himself up to a sitting position once more.



Stiffly he managed to dismount and Merry managed to wriggle
down from the horse as the man fell to the ground and lay silent and still.



With trepidation, Merry felt the fallen man's body, checking
first for a breath and then discovered the arrow protruding from Drâmym's back.
He did not know whether to pull it out or leave it alone, so decided to wait
until Drâmym might be conscious again and then ask him.



Merry took off the fleece that Gandalf had wrapped him in
and covered Drâmym with it as he seemed to be cold and shivering. He then
hunched up with just the scrap of the wizard's cloak to cover him but nestled
close to the injured man for warmth and a sense of security.



It was several hours until Drâmym awoke and by that time,
Merry had fallen asleep still snuggled up to the wounded man, but shivering in
the cold grey dawn. The rider touched the hobbit on the arm and found he was
freezing, then realized it was because he was wrapped in the little one's own
blanket.



"Merry," He shook him gently. "Merry wake up,
I need you to help me."



Merry opened his eyes from force of habit and was glad to
find Drâmym awake. "What should I do?" He asked keeping his speech as
simple as possible so Drâmym would understand him. "You have an arrow in
your back. I left it there."



"You did right to leave it," Drâmym grunted.
"But now you need to take it out for me." He whistled through his
teeth and his horse trotted obediently over to where they were. "Take my
bag from the horse."



Merry reached up and found the bag and managed to tug it
free. He gave it to Drâmym who reached in and found some bandaging material,
which he gave to Merry.



"Find where the arrow is and try to pull it out as
quickly and as straight up as possible." The rider instructed. "Then
once it is clear push that wad into the hole and bind it tightly, if you
can."



Merry was very nervous at the thought of the damage he might
cause, but he knew he had to help the injured man. So tentatively he felt out
the arrow again and placing his knee in Drâmym's back he took a deep breath and
pulled sharply up. The arrow came out faster than Merry had thought it would
and he fell backwards with it in his hands. This made relocating the wound
difficult for the blind hobbit, but he eventually ascertained from Drâmym's
grunt of agony that he had the right spot. He pressed the wad down and held it
for a while. It was difficult for Merry to bind the wad with the manacles on
his wrists, but, with Drâmym's help he completed the task reasonably well.



Merry then managed to find the water bag, which was slung
over the horse and gave Drâmym a drink before taking one himself. He then
settled down beside the now sleeping man to wait.



He was hoping that Ŭnomer might eventually catch up
with them, if he had managed to escape the orcs, although there did not seem to
be much chance of that. Merry sincerely hoped the next passers by would not be
the orcs. However, they were discovered before the sun was high in the sky by a
someone he had not considered.



Grando Spandif halted his little caravan of mixed wagons,
riders and walkers. "What have we here?" He climbed down from his old
sturdy horse with some difficulty as he was not in the prime of life and
inclined to be fat. "What happened to you?" He poked the unconscious
Drâmym with his foot.



"Please sir," Merry was a little apprehensive when
he recognised the voice. "We need assistance, we were attacked by orcs. My
companion is badly injured."



"Hmm!" Spandif considered. "It does talk, but
I'd be blowed if I know what it's saying." He turned Drâmym around to look
at the wound and shook his head. Then called to a young lad, who was in fact
his son. "Leave this one some food and water. I daresay he'll get better
in time." He pointed to Merry. "Take that ha'fin' thing and put it in
the spare cage at the end. Would be cruel to leave it out here on its
own." He was obviously making a thin attempt to justify stealing Merry to
the rest of the company and in his own mind.



"But Da'" his son protested. "That'd be
stealing. That man said we'd get chucked out of Rohan if we did anything
amiss."



"Well, it's not really stealing…" Spandif's mind
filled with the thought of all the money he could make back in DeHarad
exhibiting this strange little creature. "It's lost and finders keepers
they say. After all, no one seems to want it."



"All right Da.'" The boy jumped off the wagon he
was riding and took Merry by the chain on his metal collar.



The hobbit pulled back in surprise and fright. "No,
please leave me alone." He grabbed at the chain and tried to pull it away,
but the lad was big and strong and easily dragged Merry to a wagon that carried
several cages containing different exotic animals. Although Merry could not see
the strange beasts the sound and smell of them was unfamiliar and frightening.
The lad opened a small empty cage at the back and, picking Merry up, shoved him
in and locked the door.



It took the hobbit a few moments to realize what had
happened to him but as he felt around the interior of his prison he found that
he could not stand up or even kneel. Neither could he stretch out as the cage
was only big enough for a small four-legged animal. Merry caught hold of the
bars and rattled them in anger, "Let me out!" He shouted. "How
dare you put me in a cage!"



Spandif, his son and many of the travelling band gathered
round and watched the little creature's funny antics. Merry's temper made them
hoot with laughter. When he finally settled down, realizing they were not going
to let him out, Spandif poked him with a vicious prod.



"Ow!" The prod was very sharp and drew blood. It
also made Merry jump up and hit his head on the bars, which caused more mirth
amongst the audience.



"Make it growl Da'." The lad urged, "and show
its teeth, like it did before."



Spandif jabbed Merry again making him cry out in pain. He
hiccupped a little sob, then put his hands over his head and curled into a
foetal position.



The prod was stabbed into Merry several more times and,
although he jumped involuntarily, he refused to growl or snarl, but kept his
face hidden and bit his lip against the pain and the indignity.



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Last Update: 03 Apr 05
Stories: 15
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Created By: Marta's Playlists


Stories I have read and liked, dealing primarily with interactions between members of the Fellowship.

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Story Information

Author: Llinos

Status: Reviewed

Completion: Work in Progress

Era: 3rd Age - Ring War

Genre: Action

Rating: Adult

Last Updated: 03/23/07

Original Post: 06/26/02

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Chapter List

1. A Twist in the Tale

2. Hobbit Hurling

3. Merry Yule and Orange Pips

4. A Palantír Is Not A Toy

5. Rescue

6. King Théoden

7. Pippin

8. Merry

9. Gandalf

10. Legolas

11. The Council

12. Interlude

13. The Road To Edoras

14. Poppy Paste

15. Attack!

16. All In Pippin's Mind

17. Merry Gets Sad

18. Pippin Gets High

19. A Sulky Hobbit

20. Poor Merry

21. Fever

22. Don't Let Me Go!

23. Bitter and Sweet

24. The Trial

25. Crime and Punishment

26. The Show

27. Drums of War

28. Rumblings

29. Searching

30. Converging

31. Betrayal

32. Aftermath

33. Wraithride

34. Lessons

35. Stigmata

36. Decisions

37. Ménage à trois

38. Misunderstandings

39. Visions

40. Remembering

41. Summoned

42. The Plan

43. Confrontation

44. Questions

45. Goodbye

46. Gone

47. Recovery

48. Promises

49. Friends and Strangers

50. Knots and Plots

51. Hide The Hobbit

52. Lost and Found

53. Promises and Threats

54. Blood and Water

55. Dead or Alive

56. Sad and Lonely

57. Hide and Seek

58. Near and Far

59. Touch and Go

60. Questions and Answers

61. Rough and Tumble

62. Beyond Help

63. Planning and Scheming

64. Requiescat

65. Echoes

66. Bribery and Corruption

67. Quo Vadis?

68. Friend or Foe

69. Terra Incognita

70. Caveat

71. Déjà vu

72. Truth and Lies

73. Catching Up

74. frodosam

75. Partings and Meetings

76. Gollum and Co

77. Shelob's Revenge

78. Rendezvous

79. Quartet

80. Needing Help

81. Perilous Paths

82. It's Magnic!

83. Ambush

84. Many Meetings

85. Telling the Tale

86. Love in a Shirt

87. News Fair and Foul

88. Rejoined

89. Minas Tirith

90. Honours

91. Bonding

92. Trusting to Luck

93. Conversations

94. Dangerous Thoughts

95. No Escape

96. No Surrender

97. Coup de gras

98. Requiescat In Pace

99. Feelings

100. Dead or Alive

101. Tales and Toil

102. Boromir The Brave

103. Calon Lân - (A Pure Heart)

104. In Dreams

105. The Last Debate

106. Battle Plans

107. Hey Ho To the Battle I Go!

108. Getting There

109. Who Wants To Play?