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Recaptured!: 36. Decisions

Pippin lay quietly on the floor without moving anything
except his eyes. His guards were eating and he did not want to draw their
attention in any way. He watched carefully for any sudden moves on their part,
hoping that he could ready himself for whatever they would do.



He hadn't spoken to Legolas since he had woken up although
he knew that if he called out he could easily reach him. But Pippin felt guilty
about the elf and the way he had drawn the pain away from him. The little
hobbit had known that as the agony from the cruel lashes had lessened for him,
Legolas would have felt it instead. He had heard the elf's screams in his head,
echoing his own silent cries.



The big orc – an Uruk, Pippin realised – looked at him
quizzically and then dunked a small piece of bread in his cup and held it out
to him. His belly was empty but he still felt sick and didn't want the morsel.
The Uruk ate the bread himself then pulled on the noose around Pippin's neck,
dragging him forward and making the little hobbit grab the rope with his hands
to prevent being choked as he was reeled in.



The Uruk dipped another piece of bread in his cup and fed it
to Pippin. It tasted of the fiery draught he had been given by the orcs before,
on the Plain of Rohan. Then he pulled Pippin up by his arm, turning him around
so that his back was towards him and his companion. He was running his fingers
across the welts making the hobbit flinch and
as Pippin turned his head he could see the Uruk and the other orc were talking.
Discussing him. Planning his next punishment perhaps.



Pippin shut his eyes and concentrated on ignoring the
pleading voice in his head. Since the beating a curious calm had come over him.
He had made up his mind about something. No one was coming for him this time, no
one could save him. It would be better if he made no resistance, just let these
orcs kill him, he was no use to anyone, anyway. Always causing trouble, always
getting into trouble, better for everyone to end his useless existence now. Why
make his friends suffer further on his account and why should Legolas bear the
pain intended for him.



No, he might be small and helpless, but he had one weapon
that the enemy could not take from him. He could choose to die.



The Uruk turned him round again and looked at him
critically, still talking to his companion. The other one grinned at him and
pinched his cheek. It hurt.



The voice continued to plead in his head, searching, calling
for him to answer. It was so persistent that ignoring it – ignoring the sweet,
kind elf – brought tears to his eyes. Finally he could resist it no longer and
had to say something.



'go 'way legolas – not want you more – go out i head!'



****



By the first shades of evening Théoden and his entourage
arrived at Dunharrow. Éomer set to directing the encampment of the Rohirrim and
Éowyn acted as steward for the people who were to remain behind.



Aragorn arrived shortly after and with him came Halbarad and
the men of the Dứnedain, as well as Elrohir and Elladan the sons of
Elrond.



Aragorn came to look at Legolas's wounds, but by the evening
there was little left to be seen, just a few red marks across his back. "I
have shared pain before," the elf told him. "But never so that I was
physically wounded. The effects obviously heal far quicker than a normal
injury."



"It is to be hoped that Pippin's injury was lessened by
your sharing." Aragorn helped the elf back into his doublet. "Have
you managed to reach him again?"



"No," Legolas looked warily at Merry who was
listening to every word. Ever since he had learned the truth of what had
happened to the elf, he had stayed stubbornly and resolutely at his side.
"I have tried, but he will not speak to me."



"Why? Can he not hear you?" Aragorn asked.



"He can hear I am sure, but I think he is concerned for
me." Legolas shook his head sadly. "I believe he feels he is not
worthy of my suffering and that he should bear his pain alone. I am greatly
concerned though for his state of mind."



"Can you not persuade him to talk to you?" Aragorn
nodded towards Merry, meaningfully, "or perhaps he would talk to someone
else."



"I am not sure if that would be the best path for
either of them." Legolas had considered joining minds with Merry so that
he could talk to Pippin. But he was anxious that it could be devastating for
both the hobbits. He lowered his voice to a whisper that he hoped Merry would
not hear. "He knows no one is coming to rescue him and he has all but
given up."



"So what will you do?" Aragorn realised he could
offer no advice in this situation. "What does Gandalf think?"



"Gandalf say’s that I must decide." Legolas knew
that only he could choose whether to pursue Pippin's mind and how best the
hobbit would be helped, although, he suddenly thought, Merry's opinion mattered
in this too. Perhaps he had been a little too protective of Merry, forgetting
maybe how much Merry could help. He knew how important Pippin was to his cousin,
how important they were to each other. He had touched both their minds and
could hardly fail to feel the deep love they had for each other.



"And did you reach a decision yet?" Aragorn asked.



"Yes, Merry you must decide how we can best aid
Pippin." Legolas took Merry's hand and bent to kiss him lightly on his
fair curls. "But first you must consider what may happen. Come we will ask
Gimli and Gandalf to join our council. If you agree to this Master Meriadoc, we
may have a long night ahead."



****



Smagnu and Grutfley were not regular partners, in fact this
was the first time they had ever been put together. They ate their rations
eyeing each other suspiciously, until Smagnu turned to look at the prisoner to
see if it was conscious yet. It was not moving, but its eyes were open.



"Look at that thing." Smagnu pointed with his cup,
before raising it to his lips. "It's awake already. Don’t say much for yer
skill, Grutfley."



"Whadda yer mean?" Grutfley muttered with his
mouth full of bread. "I gave it a good beating and that's just for
starters."



"You didn't make much impression on it." Smagnu
pointed out. "It's a real odd little thing. Look at it watching us. Hardly
seems hurt or frightened at all."



"Oh it's frightened all right." Grutfley sneered.
"Betcha can't make it come to you. Go on try."



Smagnu dipped a piece of his bread in the orc whisky he was
drinking and held it out. "Come 'ere… come on …want this?"



"See!" Grutfley smirked in triumph. "It's
frightened all right. Won't come less’n you get it."



"Dunno," The Uruk ate the piece of bread himself.
"It never made a sound when you was whipping it. Doncha think that's odd?
I don't reckon it could, don't reckon it can hear neither, probably one of them
mutes. Mebbe all their kind's like that."



"Well just 'cause it can't make no noise,"
Grutfley reasoned, "don't mean it ain't scared out of its wits."



"Don't think it's frightened, it just don't care."
Smagnu took hold of the rope and dragged the captive towards him.



"Nah! See it's pulling back." Grutfley crowed in
triumph. "Wouldn't do that if it weren't frightened."



The Uruk dragged the little creature towards him
"Somethin' else, though." He dunked another piece of bread and fed it
to the halfling. "It's hardly marked." He pulled Pippin up by the arm
and turned him around. "See," Smagnu ran his fingers over the angrier
welts. "There's about 3 or 4 cuts here and all the rest is just red
marks."



"You implying I ain't doing my job proper?"
Grutfley growled reaching for his whip. "'cause if you are…"



"I'd say you did a fair job, watching you." Smagnu
agreed, "but look, it's like you weren't trying after the first few
lashes."



Grutfley realised the Uruk was speaking the truth.
"Hmm, funniest thing I ever saw. But then I ain't never had one of these
to do before, pr'aps they're different and don't mark easy."



"So what you gonna do?" Smagnu turned the hobbit back
round to face them. "It looks like such a delicate little thing, like you
could blow it over. But it obviously ain't that dainty. How're you gonna hurt
it without killing it?"



"Oh my speciality is with sweet things like this."
Grutfley grinned and pinched Pippin's bruised cheek. "It's as pretty as a
maid and I know how to make them behave and without killing
'em."



"Look!" Smagnu laughed seeing the tears in
Pippin's eyes. "You gone and made it cry."




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

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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?