This is just a quick oneshot that I wrote for a friend and I felt like posting. It's the drinking game that Legolas and Gimli have plus an OC. Just imagine that she's been with them for a while, a 10th walker. I might continue this if I figure out what to do next. Enjoy :)

Gimli had challenged Legolas to a drinking game and Tanya decided to join in it, she had been realising for some time the strong feelings she had for the elf which might be described by some as love and it made her nervous because... well... it was Legolas, he made her nervous sometimes. Tanya hoped to drown her nerves and maybe even her feelings in drink.

At first, when the drinking game started, they matched each other drink for drink. They all seemed to be holding it quite well but soon it became clear that one of them could hold their alcohol better. Gimli and Tanya were both very red in the face but Legolas was barely flushed and very composed.

Legolas finally seemed to feel the slightest effects of the alcohol when Gimli fell over.

Tanya, who had been slowly inching towards Legolas the whole time as her nerves were gone but not her feelings (a dangerous combination), now stood beside him.

"You're so beautiful." She told him, leaning in very close. She kissed him, first on the mouth but her kisses were quickly travelling down his chin.

Legolas was startled at first but he soon recovered and pushed her away gently.

"Not here Tanya." He said quietly.

"Why not?" She asked at an equal volume but she didn't wait for an answer and pressed against him, kissing his neck. He pushed her away again lightly.

"I can't." He said. She smiled at him.

"Yes you can." She said and pushed against his restraining hand on her shoulder. He sighed.

"I think it's time to get you back to your room." He said. She tried to kiss him again but he turned her towards where her room was and started guiding her to her rooms. She stumbled over her feet as he guided her and she almost fell so Legolas picked her up and carried her the rest of the way.

She put her arms around his neck and kissed him under his chin which didn't last long as he put her down when they reached her room to open her door and lead her inside. Once inside the room he turned to leave but Tanya grabbed him by his shoulder and moved closer to him.

"Tanya..." He started to speak but was cut off as she kissed him again. His resolve was starting to crumble but he pushed her away again.

"You're drunk. You wouldn't do this if you were sober." He said.

"I would want to." She slurred and kissed him again. She was determined to kiss him, no matter how much he resisted. Legolas wasn't feeling nearly as motivated to push her away by this time and a quiet groan escaped his throat. Some how he found the willpower to push her away, he wasn't going to do anything with her while she was drunk.

"Tanya, I can't do this while you're drunk. It's wrong." He said. He was holding her away from him, just far enough that she couldn't kiss him, gently but firmly.

"Please?" She asked, her eyes and voice were pleading. He clenched his jaw and looked away.

"I can't." He said. She seemed to sag in his arms then, all the fight leaving her.

"Fine." She muttered in defeat. Legolas guided her to the bed so she could sleep off her alcohol and he left the room, closing the door behind him. He regretted leaving but he knew it was better that he wasn't with her. Tanya fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow and dreamt of beautiful elves.

There it is, my first oneshot. Reviews would be appreciated :)

~Lindsay