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The Metahuman The Ranger And The One Ring 8/? 
16th-Aug-2010 01:18 pm
chlaragorn---chloe & aragorn

Title: The Metahuman, The Ranger, And The One Ring
Fandoms: Smallville/Lord Of The Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring
Pairing: Chloe/Aragorn
Rating: T+
Disclaimer: I do not own Smallville or LOTR
Summary: When Chloe bleeds into a Lord of the Rings book printed with kryptonite ink she finds herself sucked into that world, with only Aragorn as her protector and friend. But now a war is upon Middle Earth, and everything points to her playing a vital role...

They'd managed to spend four days in the deep darkness of Moria without coming across its monstrous occupants, and as they followed Gandalf towards where the exit should be, Chloe couldn't wait to see the sunlight again. Four days of darkness was like an eternity without sun, and she hadn't realized just how much she enjoyed the light. Not only that, but cut off from the sunlight like this, Clark was completely human, and it left him vulnerable, so Chloe was worrying even more. She was used to her friend being invulnerable, she liked him being nearly indestructible, and the thought that he was just as vulnerable to attack as the rest of them (but with less training on how to protect himself) kept her from sleeping.

She'd shared this with Legolas on the first 'night' in Moria, and the Elf had laid a hand on her shoulder and told her not to fear. Ever since then the Elf had been teaching Clark silently. There was a little swordplay, yes, but mostly he was teaching him how to read tracks and such, and not only did it keep Clark entertained and more in the loop, but it made him feel less useless and didn't give him time to worry.

Sadly, Chloe found more than enough time to worry, but she kept her thoughts to herself.

At least the webs that covered her side were motionless. They hadn't throbbed since the encounter with the tentacled beast at the Gate, and while that made her feel relief, she was also filled with dread because it meant that it was only sleeping. The Elven magic hadn't truly cured the Nazgul poison inside of her, it'd probably been in her way too long, and Chloe could only guess that in a way to try and contain it her power had melded with the poison, making it a part of her so that it wouldn't kill her-or make her a Wraith.

But what if the poison ended up overpowering her healing power completely?

What if the webs-the vines-covered her whole body and face, deforming her?

She flinched at the thought.

Somehow that seemed worse than dying to her-living with such deformity.

It was vain and stupid of her, but she was a woman, and what female wanted to live with such visible deformations?

Especially if it was on the face?

Chloe gulped.

They continued up a steep stair, passing through a Dwarf cemetery.

The graves were despoiled, Dwarf skeletons strewn about while Goblin graffiti was scrawled on monuments in dried Dwarf blood.

The atmosphere was understandably sinister.

Merry and Pippin hung around Boromir, obviously feeling safe next to the son of the Stewart of Gondor.

Chloe smiled at the handsome Man.

Boromir was surprisingly fond of the hobbits, especially Merry and Pippin, having taken them under his wing fatherly.

It was really sweet.

Boromir must have sensed her looking at him, because he looked in her direction and smiled.

She smiled back.

Merry and Pippin eyed each other oddly.

Up ahead, Gandalf stopped, frowning.

The path before them split into three passages, each disappearing into dark tunnels.

"I have no memory of this place." Gandalf frowned, eyeing the tunnels warily.

"It irks me that I cannot be of any help." Gimli grumbled at Gandalf's side. "The last time I was in Balin's home I was a wee thing, and I cannot remember a thing but the glorious banquets!"

Gandalf patted Gimli's shoulder, eyes on the tunnels, before he sat down facing them.

The Fellowship shared nervous expressions before taking the opportunity to sit as well, leaving Gandalf to remember which tunnel they were supposed to be taking.

"Are we lost?" Pippin whispered to Merry.

"No. I don't think we are." Merry shook his head. "Shhhhh, Gandalf's thinking."

"Merry!" Pippin whispered urgently.

"What?" Merry turned to Pippin, a little worried.

Pippin pouted. "I'm hungry."

Chloe couldn't keep the snort of amusement silent.

Pippin and his bottomless stomach.

Boromir smiled, amused as well, ruffling Pippin's hair affectionately.

Chloe wondered if Boromir had children.

He would make a wonderful father.

Shaking her head, Chloe stood and unsheathed the sword at her hip.

The thing was still too heavy for her to hold it comfortably, but at least she was able to hold it properly now.

For the last couple of nights she'd been having nightmares of the encounter with the Witch King, remembering just how easily she'd been defeated, remembering the feel of the blade piercing her skin all the way to the hilt.

She never wanted to go through that again.


So if anything got close enough that arrows weren't useful, she wanted to at least give a decent fight.

Chloe went through the movements Aragorn kept trying to teach her, and she knew that she messed up on more than one of them, but the fact that she was realizing when she was making mistakes was an improvement.

"You're leaving your left side open." Boromir offered his expertise after watching her for a couple of minutes.

"Oh?" She turned to him, waiting for more, for instructions on what to do to change that.

Boromir nodded, pushing up as he went behind her, arms going around her body to position her better.

Chloe's eyes widened.

She hadn't realized that this 'tactic' was used in Middle Earth too.

Aragorn sure as hell hadn't gone all "Sexy Instructor" on her while teaching her the basics.

"Position your body like this..." Boromir began. "Your hips..." He then froze, going stiff.

Chloe frowned, wondering what had happened. "Boromir?"

"Remove yourself from her person. Now." Aragorn's voice was deadly.

Chloe turned and her eyes widened when she realized that the reason Boromir had frozen was because the tip of Aragorn's blade was digging menacingly into his back.

"N'ndengina ho, Aragorn." Legolas frowned, standing from where he'd been showing Clark Goblin tracks.

"He's not going to kill him!" Chloe snapped, having understood that. "Aragorn! What is wrong with you?"

Aragorn's blade was still pressed warningly into Boromir's back. "He was showing you grave disrespect, Lirimaer."

And there he went calling her things she couldn't understand again. "No, Aragorn, he wasn't. He was trying to help me."

"He put his hands on you." Aragorn appeared very unforgiving about this.

Chloe sighed, fighting with annoyance and endearment. "Aragorn. Please put the blade away..." she paused, clearing her throat. "Aratoamin."

Legolas turned to look at Chloe, impressed and amused.

Clark frowned, confused, whispering a question to the Elf.

Legolas turned the Alien and whispered back the answer.

Clark snorted in amusement, eyes twinkling with teasing mischief.

Chloe didn't notice this, instead looking at the Ranger in nervousness.

Aragorn's eyes were wide and on her as he lowered his blade harmlessly. "Your...champion?"

She grinned, realizing that while this was as awkward as she'd imagined it, his reaction was also kinda cute. "Arwen said you would like it if I called you that once in a while."

Legolas chuckled, already sensing the dark situation defused.

Aragorn just continued to look at Chloe.

Boromir sighed and sat down between the hobbits.

Suddenly Gandalf stood, having completely ignored the situation behind him.

"Ah! It's that way!" He pointed to the right hand tunnel as the Fellowship scrambled to their feet.

Merry sighed, relieved. "He's remembered!"

"No, but the air doesn't smell so foul down there." Gandalf admitted with amusement. "If in doubt, Meriadoc, always follow your nose!"

The hobbits chuckled, sticking close to the Wizard as he entered the tunnel, his staff casting the eerie light that they'd gotten used to these last days in the darkness.

Boromir and Gimli followed after the hobbits.

Legolas joined.

Clark was about to do as well before he stopped next to Chloe and raised an eyebrow. "Your champion?" He asked, unable to keep the teasing smile off of his face. "I've saved your life a million times and I never got called that."

"Clark." Chloe growled in embarrassment, swatting at him yet missing as the alien chuckled and raced ahead.

Feeling Aragorn's gaze on her, she cleared her throat and narrowed her eyes. "What does Lirimaer mean?"

He paused, before giving her a small smile. "It means lovely one."

And with that he joined the others.

Chloe watched him go, eyes wide and blush darkening her cheeks, before a smile tilted her lips and she hurried after him.


"He finally told her!" Lois squealed, pumping her fist in the air in victory. "Finally! He's cluing her in on the fact that he's hot for her tamales!"

"Well it was about time that he started letting her in on the fact that he likes her." Oliver had to agree, watching the drawing of Aragorn with his sword drawn against Boromir's back, and Chloe looking on in shock, as it burnt onto the page. In the picture the only one who wasn't watching in worry was Gandalf, because the Wizard had his back to them and was lost in his own little world.

"Chloe's milkshake brings Aragorn to the yard, and he's like, 'I love you Lirimaer'. That's right, his Lirimaer, you could try for her, but he'll leave you in tears." Lois sang in hyper tones, bouncing up and down on her chair.

"Lane, please. If Chloe isn't this exuberant about it, you have no excuse to be."

"Oh shut up Oliver." Lois rolled her eyes at him. "Do you know how long its been since my cousin has had a genuinely nice guy like her? Huh? Its been ages! She's always gotten the short stick in love and so what if this dude is a story book character? He's got looks. He's got money. And most of all, he's got great taste!"

Oliver sighed. "Lois. It's not a good thing for Chloe to fall in love with him."

"And why not?" The brunette wanted to know, eyes narrowed, looking ready to scratch him for suggesting such a thing.

"You've said so yourself, Lois." Oliver's gaze lowered to the drawing. "Most probably when Chloe finishes what she's supposed to do in Middle Earth, she's going to be sent back here. And what happens to her then if she's in love with Strider? She'll be unable to be with him, she'll be broken hearted, and she'll have to read about him getting married to someone else and having children and all that."

Lois suddenly deflated, expression grim. "I hadn't thought about that."

"Well, you should." Oliver frowned.

Lois' gaze went to the picture, extremely troubled. "Oh, Baby Cuz..."


While passing under an arched doorway into a black and empty space, Gandalf paused.

"Let me risk a little more light." The Wizard tapped his staff, and for a brief moment a light blazed like a silent flash of lightning, causing great shadows to spring up and flee. "Behold! The great realm and Dwarf city of Dwarrowdelf!"

Frodo gasped at the brief sight of a vast roof far above their heads, upheld by many mighty pillars hewn of stone.

Before them stretched a huge empty hall with black walls, and polished smooth as glass.

"Wow..." Clark whispered, turning around slowly to get a good view of everything.

Ahead of them a wooden door had been smashed, black arrows embedded in the timbers, two Goblin skeletons in the doorway.

Gimli gasped and rushed forwards.

"Gilmi!" Gandalf hissed.

The Dwarf ignored the Wizard, rushing into another vast empty chamber, lit with a narrow shaft of sunlight beaming in from a small hole near the roof. The Fellowship followed, flinching as they saw Dwarf and Goblin skeletons piled high.

In the far corner sat a stone walled well.

A shaft of light fell directly onto a stone table in the middle of the room. It was a single oblong block, about four feet high, topped with a great slab of white stone.

Gimli fell to his knees. "No...no...oh, no!" He brought his hands to his face, unable to hide his sobs.

Gandalf quietly read an inscription of runes, carved onto the white stone slab. "Here lies Balin, son of Fudin, Lord of Moria." Gandalf sighed. "He is dead then. It is as I had feared."

The Wizard carefully lifted the rotting remains of a book from the white stone slab. It had been slashed and stabbed, and appeared to be covered in dried blood.

The pages cracked and broke as he opened it.

Chloe looked all around her, feeling sick at the stench of death that stuck to every surface of this room.

Legolas turned to Aragorn, his whisper urgent. "We must move on, we cannot linger."

Aragorn nodded his agreement.

Gandalf's voice caught their attention as he read from the book. "They have taken the bridge and the Second Hall. We have barred the gates...but cannot hold them for long. The ground shakes...drums in the deep...we cannot get out. A shadow moves in the dark. Will no one save us? They are coming."

Chloe felt shivers of dread racing up and down her body, giving a little jump when she sensed someone behind her, closing her eyes in relief when she realized it was only Clark.

Also unnerved, Pippin backed away nervously. He stumbled against the well, sending a precariously balanced armored skeleton tumbling in.

It was only thanks to Merry's fast reflexes that he was able to catch Pip before he too fell into the well.

The Fellowship froze in stunned silence as the armored skeleton clattered down into the deep well, echoing loudly.

Gandalf turned angrily on Pippin. "Fool of a Took! Throw yourself in next time and rid us of your stupidity!"

Pippin looked down, chastened.

"He didn't mean to do that." Clark narrowed his eyes on the Wizard. "People make mistakes. You don't have to be so harsh with him."

Everyone fell silent, waiting, hoping.

Suddenly a low rolling boom rose from the depth below, growing louder.



It was as if the caverns of Moria had suddenly turned into a vast drum.

A great horn blasted nearby, and answering horns could be heard, as well as running feet, and harsh cries.

Sam's gaze went to Frodo's belt. "Mr. Frodo!"

Frodo looked down, finally noticing the cold blue glow emanating from Sting's scabbard. The hobbit drew the sword and stared at its glowing blade.

"Orcs!" Legolas hissed urgently.

Aragorn turned to the hobbits. "Get back! Stay close to Gandalf!"

The Ranger and the Son of the Stewart of Gondor raced to the doors, and slammed them shut.

Boromir turned to Aragorn with shocked eyes as they wedged the doors closed. "They have a cave troll!"

Clark drew his sword, looking very worried and not even sure if he was holding the blade right.

Chloe noticed in approval that he was, before drawing her bow and an arrow from her sheath, positioning the arrow on the bow and aiming it towards the doors.

Gimli snatched up two rusty Dwarf axes and leapt onto his cousin's tomb. "Let them come!" He yelled loudly. "There is one Dwarf yet in Moria who still draws breath!"

Something banged against the door.

Chloe took in a deep breath as Boromir and Aragorn reached their sides.

She tried controlling her breathing, tried being calm.

But she was scared.

Another loud bang shook the door.

Her hands trembled slightly.


Other than Legolas, she was the only archer, the one who needed to thin down the amount of creatures that reached their sword-baring loved ones. She couldn't miss. Her aim had to be true.

Taking in a deep, Chloe finally got control over herself.

Suddenly the door burst open in a shower of wood fragments, and twenty Goblins charged into the tomb, followed by a large monster that could only be a cave troll.

Chloe and Legolas immediately let their arrows fly, both having aimed for the throats, as they weren't covered in any sort of armor, and both arrows finding their true targets. The archers exchanged smiles and continued to let their deadly, accurate arrows fly, trying to shield the hobbits and help their friends.

Gimli ducked a blow and immediately buried his axes into two Goblin helmets.

Aragorn and Boromir waded into the mass of Goblins with their swords, swinging back and forth, slicing at those getting close to the hobbits.

A Goblin swung at Clark, and he dodged the blow, bringing his sword up. Their blades clashed loudly, and Clark stumbled a time or two, but during one of the stumbles he confused the Goblin and managed to ram the sword into his face.

Gandalf joined the fray, carrying his own sword.

The cave troll swept his spear at Aragorn, who stumbled backwards. The huge spear descended for a killing blow, when suddenly, in a flash of steel, Boromir's long sword sliced into the scaly arm of the troll. It reared back, spewing green blood.

Chloe decided she was going to kiss Boromir when this was all over.

Clark kicked a Goblin into another, the first Goblin impaling itself on the second's sword.

Sam was backed up against a wall, a sword in one hand, a saucepan in the other. In desperation he swung wildly at a Goblin with the saucepan.

Chloe blinked, watching as the Goblin keeled over.

Sam looked just as shocked, before walloping another Goblin, watching as it too, dropped.

The hobbit grinned brightly. "I think I'm getting the hang of this."

As the Goblins got closer, Chloe climbed up onto a ledge and continued firing.

Suddenly the cave troll lunged forwards, thrusting at Frodo's chest with his spear

"Aragorn!" Frodo screamed in pain. "Aragorn!"

Sam screamed as his friend was lifted off off his feet by the spear tip and slammed against the wall.

"Frodo!" Aragorn yelled in shock and horror.

Chloe nearly fell off the ledge, her stomach plummeting to her toes. "No."

As they gazed at their fallen comrade, the hobbits went crazy. Sam slashed at the cave troll's knee, bringing him down, Merry and Pippin jumped on him, slamming their fists into its face, and Legolas fired an arrow that lodged itself into the troll's throat.

Slowly, the large creature toppled onto its back, dead.

Aragorn rushed to Frodo's side as he lay on the ground, lifeless.

Chloe looked towards the door, not seeing any Goblin, but not looking away just in case another should come.

Of course, she wouldn't admit that the real reason she kept guard while everyone rushed to Frodo was because she wouldn't be able to handle seeing the hobbit dead.

She just couldn't.

Chloe blinked away tears and took in a deep breath.

"He's alive!" Sam cried out in relief.

Chloe turned hastily to look at the others, as Frodo sat up, taking a large breath.

"I'm alright." The hobbit finally announced shakily. "I'm not hurt."

The blonde closed her eyes in earth-shattering relief.

"You should be dead." Aragorn whispered in shock. "That spear would've skewered a wild boar!"

"I think there's more to this hobbit than meets the eye." Gandalf wisely announced.

Chloe jumped down from the ledge as Frodo opened his shirt to reveal a chain mail beneath it. The Troll's spear hadn't been able to pierce the chainmail he wore.

"Mithril!" Gimli announced, apparently recognizing it. "You are full of surprises, Master Baggins."

And yet their celebration was cut short as suddenly the sound of drums rang out again, sending cold shivers down their spines.

Gandalf turned to them. "To the bride of Khazad-dum! Hurry!"


"Ouch!" Oliver rubbed his arm. "What was that for?"

Lois Lane, attacker, glared at him. "You did jinx them!"

Oliver continued to rub his arm. "I did not. I'm sure that that was written into the original. As someone who actually reads books, I could just predict that it was going to happen."

Lois glared at him darker. "Its things like this that ended our relationship you know."

Oliver rolled his eyes.

"Call see if your boys have heard from Zantanna yet." Lois ordered, shooing him away from the table with a dismissive hand gesture. "We need to get into this story pronto."

"What made you want to go in more. The Goblins or the Cave Troll?" Oliver asked drolly.

"Git." Lois snapped.

He sighed and got up, reaching for his cellular.

Lois turned a worried look at the book.

Things were looking ominously for her baby cousin and the Fellowship.

"Let. Me. In!"


Gandalf led the Fellowship rapidly into the huge Dwarrowdelf Chamber.

"This way!"

The hurried towards a distance door as Goblins started scuttling down the pillars behind them like cockroaches.

Chloe looked up with horror as the overwhelming Goblin army rushed towards them.

There was no way that they'd be able to fight them all off.

They were going to die.

Aragorn's hand found hers and held tight.

She looked up at him as the Goblins surrounded them, their evil faces sneering victoriously at them.

Chloe closed her eyes and hid her face in Aragorn's sleeve.

They were going to die.

She was going to die.

And not only would she die, but she would have never kissed Aragorn.

Chloe breathed in his scent, body shaking.

She didn't want to die not ever knowing what it felt like.

Opening her eyes, Chloe turned and grabbed the front of Aragorn's shirt, bringing the unsuspecting Ranger down to her height as she raised on her tip toes and kissed him. Her lips moved over his shocked ones, and despite the fact that they were frozen and not responding, she deepened the kiss, tilting her head sideways and pressing up harder on her tiptoes.

Suddenly his arm went around her and pulled her tight to him, and his lips moved desperately over hers as well.


Her knees went weak at the electricity racing up and down her body as he took the kiss even deeper, tightening his hold on her and keeping her steady.

If they were going to die, this was as good a way as any.

Suddenly a deafening roar filled the air, and fiery light danced down the hallway, the pillars casting eerie shadows.

Chloe and Aragorn pulled away to see the Goblins freeze.

The creatures backed away fearfully from the approaching evil, melting into the darkness.

"What is this new devilry?" Boromir asked Gandalf, worry in his voice.

It was completely understandable.

If that army of Goblins had been terrified, then whatever else was in Moria was evil.

A huge shadow, surrounded by flame, fell across the hall as the ground shook and an unearthly sound rumbled around them.

"A Balrog...a demon of the ancient world." Gandalf whispered, the fear obvious on his face. "This for is beyond any of you!" He suddenly yelled quickly. "Run! Quickly!"

They raced after the Wizard through the pillars, finally making it to the Stairway of Khasad-dum, when suddenly the Balrog, a massive creature, rose from a chasm. It was a great forty foot man-beast with a mane of flames.

In one hand was a blade like a stabbing tongue of fire, and in the other was a whip of many thongs.

Chloe paused on the stairway Aragorn was leading the Fellowship on, just to get a better look at the great beast.

Gandalf, now at the back of the group, leaned heavily on his staff. "Do not stop!"

Chloe, shook out of her shock, nodded.

Aragorn looked back at Gandalf, concerned.

"Lead them, Aragorn. The bridge is near." Gandalf ordered.

Aragorn hesitated.

Gandalf's eyes narrowed. "Do as I say! Swords are no more use here!"

"Let me help you," Chloe placed an arm around the Wizard and helped him as they raced down the stairway.

Aragorn picked up Frodo and leapt across a gaping chasm on the narrow bridge, which spanned a bottomless pit.

"HURRY ACROSS!" Gandalf yelled to the others.

Boromir picked up Merry and Pippin, racing across, the chasm too wide for hobbits with their short legs to ever make it across.

Clark picked up Sam and did the same, barely making it across as the piece he stepped on gave way seconds after he'd stepped more fully on the bridge.

The chasm on each side of the bridge was getting bigger.

Legolas made to throw Gimli across.

"Nobody tosses a Dwarf!" Gimli announced proudly, batting away at the Elf's hands before taking in a deep breath and racing towards the chasm, throwing himself forwards. His legs, small and short, were unable to make the distance, and if it wasn't for Clark racing forwards and grabbing him by the beard, another Dwarf would have found his end in Moria.

"My beard!" Gimli cried, hanging by said beard. "Not the beard!"

Clark grunted as he pulled up the Dwarf and they both collapsed by the edge.

Aragorn grabbed Gimli and Clark both by the scruff of their necks and pulled them away from the ledge, where they were blocking the path of the others.

Legolas jumped to the other side easily.

Boromir led the hobbits down the other side of the bridge.

Chloe looked at the wide chasm and gulped.

"Go child." Gandalf whispered.

Nodding, Chloe took in a deep breath and jumped, barely making the edge, swinging wildly to try and get balance.

Aragorn reached for her and pulled her to him and safety.

She collided with his chest and breathed in relief.

Gandalf jumped the distance easily. "Fly!"

They nodded, and began racing down the bridge after the others.

No one noticed that Gandalf, the last, paused in the middle of the span, turning to face the rapidly approaching Balrog. In one hand the Wizard held his staff, and in the other, his sword.

"You cannot pass!" Gandalf yelled at the creature.

Chloe and the others, safely off the bridge, turned at the sound.

"Gandalf!" Frodo yelled in alarm.

"I AM A SERVANT OF THE SECRET FIRE, WIELDER OF THE FLAME OF ANOR!" Gandalf yelled at the creature that towered fire over him. "THE DARK FIRE WILL NOT AVAIL YOU, FLAME OF UDUN!"

Chloe couldn't move, couldn't look away as the Balrog put one foot on the bridge and drew up to full height, wings spreading from wall to wall.

Compared to this monster, Gandalf was only a tiny figure, balanced precariously on the narrow bridge.

"What's he doing?" She whispered in horror, taking a step towards the Wizard and the demon.

"GO BACK TO THE SHADOW!" Gandalf ordered.

The Balrog slashed the Wizard with its sword of flame, yet the Wizard blocked with his sword, a ringing clash echoing throughout the chambers as the Balrog's sword shattered into molten fragments.

Chloe's eyes widened in shock.

"YOU SHALL NOT PASS!" Gandalf yelled, voice booming with authority.

The Balrog placed his other foot onto the bridge as Aragorn and Boromir raced forwards, swords drawn.

Gandalf yelled as he summoned up his last reserves of strength, thumping the bridge with his staff.

Suddenly a blinding sheet of white flame sprung up, and Gandalf's staff shattered as the bridge broke right at the Balrog's feet. The stone bridge under the monster dropped away into the gulf, and for a moment the great beast remained poised in the air...before suddenly plunging down.

Chloe bent on her knees in relief, breathing in and out before looking up at Gandalf and smiling.

Suddenly the whip of the Balroy lashed out and curled around Gandalf's knees, dragging him over the brink.

The Wizard just managed to hang on by his fingertips.

"GANDALF!" Frodo screamed desperately from behind Chloe.

Gandalf looked at them, voice fierce. "Fly, you fools."

The Wizard then let go of his grip and fell away, following the Balrog into the bottomless Abyss.

"NO!" Frodo cried out and made to try to go to the bridge, but Boromir scooped him up and carried him away despite his screaming and struggling.

"Gandalf." Aragorn whispered, face agonized as he backed away, shaking his head, unable to believe what his own eyes had seen.

Chloe didn't notice when he pulled her up and began hurrying her towards the archway that would lead to the outside.

She didn't notice anything.

She couldn't look away from the bridge.



"Before you start bitching about the 'incompetence' of my people, Lane, I'll let you know that if Zantanna is busy and doesn't want to be found no one will be able to find her so-." Oliver stopped in mid rant when he finally looked up. His heart fell to his stomach in fear at what he saw. "Lois?"

She sat there, looking down at the book, silent tears rolling down her pale cheeks.

"Lois?" He squeaked, unable to breathe. Dear God. "Did something happen to Chloe and Clark?"

She shook her head, looking numb, not even moving to wipe her tears.

Despite the assurance that their friends were safe, Oliver was still scared as he went to the book and leaned over, reading.

In the middle of it he collapsed onto the chair, silent.


At the Dimroll Dale Door, the Great Eastern Gate, the Fellowship tumbled out of the darkness onto a grassy, sunlit hillside. And yet despite having wished to see the sunlight once more, they were blind to it, walking around like those dead. The hobbits fell slowly to the ground, sobbing desperately. Clark leaned against the door, breathing in and out, the sunlight bathing him and bringing more color to his pallid skin, and yet he looked as if he would throw up.

Chloe felt as if she was in a daze.

This couldn't have happened.

It-Gandalf couldn't be dead.

He couldn't.

Aragorn gazed at the hobbits before he turned to Legolas. "Legolas, get them up!"

Legolas looked numbly at Aragorn, as if not sure what he was hearing.

"Give them a moment for pity's sake!" Boromir snapped, voice cracking with emotion.

"By nightfall these hills will be swarming with Orcs." Aragorn shook his head. "We must reach the wood of Lothlorien." He sighed, taking in a deep breath, trying to be strong for them. "Come, Boromir, Legolas, Clark, Gimli. Get them up." He turned to the small redhead of the group. "On your feet, Sam."

Chloe glanced towards Frodo, who was walking away, as if in a daze.

"Frodo?" Aragorn called, worried. "Frodo!"

The hobbits slowly turned, a look of numb shock on his devastated face.

Chloe's lip trembled and she bit down on it hard, the pain she felt enough to help her concentrate, to blink back the tears that pleaded to be released.

The Fellowship marched on towards Lothlorien, incomplete.
16th-Aug-2010 06:55 pm (UTC)
Great update, loved the Chloe/Aragorn kiss. Lois is hilarious, I'm so forward to when she and Ollie enter the book.
16th-Aug-2010 07:12 pm (UTC)
I envisioned it kind of like a Dark Thursday kinda situation, and Chloe's known for kissing the dude she likes 'just in case' lol
16th-Aug-2010 07:08 pm (UTC)
This was damn exciting!

As soon as Boromir offered to help Chloe, I knew that Aragorn was going to get all manly and protective :) And he's right, Boromir has no business putting his hands on Chloe like that--does he think he can get away with that because she's from a different world?

And Oliver is right that when Chloe is sent back to our world without Aragorn, she is going to be devastated.

ETA: the Chloe/Aragorn kiss was just awesome! I loved that at first he was shocked but then he got into it--GOOD MAN :) :)

Continued excellent work on this fic :)

Edited at 2010-08-16 07:09 pm (UTC)
16th-Aug-2010 07:13 pm (UTC)
Oh yeah, Boromir was out of line, but Chloe wasn't complaining! lol And Aragorn needs to step it up as well. lol

Chloe jumped over maybe sixteen stages of courtship and just got to the kisses! lol Poor Aragorn had to assimilate what was going on first before reacting :)
16th-Aug-2010 07:26 pm (UTC)
Nice kiss, thanks for the update.
16th-Aug-2010 07:29 pm (UTC)
You're welcome.
16th-Aug-2010 07:53 pm (UTC)
"Finally! He's cluing her in on the fact that he's hot for her tamales!"
That part made me laugh! Seriously where do you get the ideas for Lois? I mean I can totally picture her saying that! haha! anyway I loved this chapter and good job as usual! Please update soon
16th-Aug-2010 08:01 pm (UTC)
I don't know where I get the insane ideas I get for Lois *laughs* she just kinda comes alive (in an insane way) in my head. :)
16th-Aug-2010 08:01 pm (UTC)
I just wanted to say that i love this fic. I think that Chloe and Aragorn are strangely perfect or each other and i can't wait to read more.
plus that scene with Boromir was fab.
16th-Aug-2010 08:16 pm (UTC)
Thanks for letting me know that you're enjoying this--means a lot!
I'm truly enjoying writing the Chloe/Aragorn---more than I thought I would!
16th-Aug-2010 09:12 pm (UTC)
i am so loving chloe and aragorn in this story . loved how jelous aragorn got when boroir was too close to chloe and what chloe called him to calm him down . lois is a roti in this story . i always get really sad at that part of the movie at what happens to gandalf . the way clark and legolas act about chloe and aragorn is priceless lol .PPMS
16th-Aug-2010 09:18 pm (UTC)
I know, I always get teary-eyed at that part in the movie. Never can I watch it without sniffling as subtly as I can (which means I'm bawling my eyeballs out).
16th-Aug-2010 09:27 pm (UTC)
I caught up on this story yesterday and I just gotta say... I *love* it. So looking forward to more chapters hun!!
16th-Aug-2010 09:29 pm (UTC)
Yay! So glad I haven't lost you! :)
16th-Aug-2010 11:21 pm (UTC)
I'm loving this story! I'm always fascinated by how well you manage to insert Chloe into a story and make it seem as though she belongs there. And as much as I'm loving what's going on with LOTR I'm enjoying the way Lois and Ollie are reading and interacting. The Milkshake song had me LMAO because all I could picture was Peter from Family Guy singing it in the prison yard. I'm so happy with how quickly you're putting out the chaps to this. Can't wait for the next one!
16th-Aug-2010 11:27 pm (UTC)
I haven't seen that episode! I would so love to see Peter singing that...IN PRISON lmao
17th-Aug-2010 12:21 am (UTC)
Woohoo finally they kissed and I just knew it would be Chloe to initiate it ;) Boromir is doing us a favour he is bringing out the little green monster in Aragorn and I love it lol. Lois amuses me greatly, I would love for Oliver to enter the book before her just to get her reaction about being left behind again! I shall try to wait patiently for the next update but I can't make any promises hehe :)
17th-Aug-2010 12:24 am (UTC)
Yep, if she had to wait for him they'd all be dead before anything happened! lol Yep, Boromir is unintentionally doing the job of pushing Aragorn to do something.
17th-Aug-2010 06:48 am (UTC)
Woah...this chapter was the total emotional rollercoaster! Absolutely awesome!

And if Chloe will kiss Boromir for saving Aragorn from the cave troll, I should kiss him for forcing Aragorn to step up to his feelings :)

The kiss-scene was magic. In the middle of chaos, fear and death you created such a wonderful moment without the slightest touch of cliché. You really are a master :)

I hope you enjoy writing this story so much, that it will become a very epic one. Followed by many more stories with this wonderful, inspiring pairing!
18th-Aug-2010 01:16 pm (UTC)
Boromir is going to get kissed by EVERYONE apparently! *I doubt he'd complain FYI*

Thank you thank you! *bows* That means a lot! I try only to be cliche when, um, I'm trying to be cliche...which hardly ever happens but sometimes I get in the mood.

Thank you, I'm so happy to hear that you're truly enjoying this (and want more!)
17th-Aug-2010 11:40 am (UTC)
Im not exactly a fan of the lord of the rings(i fell asleep during the second film) I only read this story cos i was ored and never expected to love it. I adore them as a couple a cannot wait for the next update, keep up the good work :)

Im off to scrounge a copy of the films off a friend.
18th-Aug-2010 08:36 pm (UTC)
I'm so glad that you gave this a chance despite not having any interest in the source material :) Means a lot!

And hopefully you enjoy the movies!
9th-Sep-2010 07:11 am (UTC)
I cried when Gandalf died. :( I hadn't read the books before seeing the first movie but I read them all after desperate to find out if he survived, I cheered to read his return. I'm with Lois in rapt awe re-reading the story. :D
9th-Sep-2010 12:16 pm (UTC)
Me too! I do every time I watch that scene :*(
11th-Oct-2010 11:51 pm (UTC)
Nooooooo Gandalf!!!! I remember when I first watched that part of the movie I fucking cried my eyes out! Completely and utterly balling. And even now when I re-watch it for what has to be at least the hundredth time I still sniffle. It's still so moving. I can't wait for your second book just so Gandalf's back! :)

The Chloe/Aragorn kiss was WHOA...So very hot and full of passion! Go Chloe for making the move! I loved how shocked Aragorn was for those few seconds. Hehe. I also loved that he called her "lovely one". Aww!

The Chloe/Boromir/Aragorn scene was just fabulous too. Gotta love a possessive/protective Aragorn! Very smexy. *grins* I don't think Boromir will be so forward with Chloe ever again either-- at least not when Aragorn's around :)

Great job with the slowly growing friendship, or at least friendliness between Clark and Legolas. Definitely more realistic with them being friends first-- bonding over their equal amusement and worry for their friends.

Lois was adorable (and hilarious) with how excited she is over Chloe and Aragorn. *giggles* Oliver is right though, Chloe would be totally devastated if she had to leave Aragorn/Middle Earth after the Ring was destroyed :( He really is the voice of reason to Lois' impulsiveness...

Anyways, this was an absolutely exciting chapter! Your action scenes really are amazing and wonderfully visual! Fantastic work as always!!!
12th-Oct-2010 12:31 am (UTC)
I know! I can't NOT watch Gandalf's death and keep a dry eye. Then again, I love Gandalf to an embarrassing degree.

I loved writing Aragorn losing it a bit because he sees someone else showing interest in His Beloved Lady. :)
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4th-Mar-2011 05:40 am (UTC)
Yep! I must admit that I loved writing Lois' side so much that that is the real reason why the book snubbed her for Clark :)
4th-Mar-2011 05:51 am (UTC)
Lois's Milkshake remake. I love it!! she is seriously the funniest part of this story, when before it was Merry and Pippin in the fandom. Oh lord, my sides will die when they meet up in the other stories!!!

Aw, with all of the laughter and everything, the silent tears of Lane really does make it a bigger moment of sadness. It was perfect for that moment.

Wow, what a powerful end to the chapter. I mean i know what happens in the movies and such, but you wrote it out so well that I want to cry all over again.

You are doing such a wonderful job incorperating the Smallville gang into the Lord of the rings gang that it feels at times like they had always been apart of eachother.

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