Aragorn, Son of Arathorn
Target: Aragorn and his 'Nobility'
A/N: This is somewhat related to a longer story I wrote, you can find it here - http://www.tthfanfic.org/Story-12334/amusewithaview+The+Past+Is+Prologue.htm▬▬♦▬▬
She had gone to sleep and entered a strange limbo-place to find that all the weird things that had been happening to her lately were the result of her 'soul' waking up… It had been napping?
And now she had to 'meld' with it and view her past mistakes so as to better understand her current life. A hands-on version of 'those who don't know their history are doomed to repeat it.'
Typically such a spiritual journey involved a lot of flashbacks and other such dreamy visions, but Cordelia was a modern girl and rather accustomed to the most up-to-date technology that money could buy.
Besides: her mind, her rules.
So they were sitting on plush leather-bound chairs, watching Aragorn's life via a large-screen TV. The pearly gray mist that flowed around them stayed away from their view leaving the large screen unobstructed.
Cordelia was grimacing as she watched her former self try not to take the pretty-twisty-silvery pendant from the pretty elf-chick with the fantastic hair, "Are you SURE I'm your reincarnation? It's hard to believe that I was ever that - that -"
She shot him a disgusted look, "No, STUPID."
His gray eyes - a color that they now shared - were weary, "I was trying to keep her alive. Knowing that she was somewhere safe, living even though I might be dieing, was enough to give me hope on my darkest nights."
"Oh, ok: a selfish motive, maybe we ARE the same," she murmured matter-of-factly.
Aragorn frowned, "I was not being selfish. Giving up any chance of being with her would have killed me!"
"No, you just said that knowing she was alive would give you hope," Cordelia said slowly, as if she were speaking to a duller-than-average child.
He scowled, "What does it matter? We were married and had many children, we spent the rest of our lives together."
"She's our soul-mate?"
"Huh, and YOU tried to get rid of her."
Aragorn's jaw worked furiously, "I tried to SAVE her from a mortal fate!"
Cordelia rolled her eyes, "You tried to pass the buck. If she wasn't waiting for you then you didn't have to worry about failing as much."
He was silent - fuming - until he heard her start to giggle: "What's so funny?"
She shot him a look of pure amusement, "I'm snarking at MYSELF!"▬▬♦▬▬
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