Hello! :D I know, I know! I should be updating TTCWGA! But I have writer's block at the minute and I had this dream with this character in it and I had to write it! Hope you like it :) Yes this is also a SLASH as it is Aragorn/Legolas eventually as well as Haldir/OC.

Anadriewen is pronounced Anna-Dray-Wen just in case you were wondering :D ~ Phoebe xxx

Anadriewen Undomiel had never been in love.

She'd been far too busy annoying her twin brothers and having adventures by herself then with her adopted brother, and best friend, to worry about such a silly thing. She didn't want to settle down anyway. Her brothers and father hadn't managed to stop her from learning how to fight and running off with Estel every time he went off into the wilderness yet and neither would some male elf who thought he was better than her just because he was a man.

Anadriewen, known to most as Ana, learned to fight before she even met Estel. She had been leaving Rivendell every chance she got ever since she turned 100. Her fighting skills were put to good use the first time she did meet Estel though. She had returned home from Lothlórien, her mother's birthplace, with her older sister to find a young man practicing sword fighting with her twin brothers in the courtyard. The man won fairly quickly, which shocked both Ana and Arwen, before turning and spotting them. Elladan and Elrohir had spotted them too and let out a yell.

"LITTLE SISTERS!"

The shout echoed round the courtyard along with the giggles from Ana and Arwen as they were picked up in hugs from both of their brothers. Once Elladan and Elrohir let them go, they introduced the young man.

"Arwen, Ana, this is Estel. He's been living with us for years now and is our adopted brother. Father was going to send word to Lórien to let you know but we wanted it to be a surprise." Elladan admitted, grinning from ear to ear, while Elrohir pushed Estel forward.

"Lady Arwen, Lady Anadriewen. Your brothers speak of you often." Estel spoke in a deep, masculine voice, bowing slightly. "It's nice to finally meet you."

"None of that Lady nonsense! You are part of our family so it is just Arwen and Anadriewen." Arwen told Estel firmly as she smiled softly at him, which made him smile back.

"No, it's Ana!" Ana corrected her sister, shooting glares at her brothers when they started to chuckle. "My father thought it was good to have a unique name so chose Anadriewen. Oh shut up you two! At least I can shorten my name! Some of advice for you Estel: Don't call me Anadriewen unless you want a sword at your throat."

"You can hardly use a sword! Father won't train you and Arwen!" Elrohir pointed out smugly while Elladan agreed with his twin.

"What do you think we've been doing for the past twenty years in Lórien, brother?" Arwen asked lightly, making the grins drop off the twins' faces. "Father refused to train us but mother's kin were quite happy to help us. Well, help me. Ana's perfectly capable of taking care of herself."

"What if we got hurt while travelling?" Ana asked innocently, smiling up at her brothers and adopted brother. "The Lórien elves saw it fit to train us in swordsmanship and archery just in case. I got a lot of practice."

"Father's going to go mad. We all know Ana's been training herself ever since she could hold a bow and dagger. But you, Arwen?" Elladan stated. "Have you told Ada yet?"

"Yes. Ana told him." Arwen admitted, smiling mischievously.

"I bet that was an explosion of an argument then." Elrohir muttered before wincing at the jab in the ribs he got from Ana.

"He stopped shouting once I told him that we were doing it so we could be safe and that we would have only trained ourselves if no one else did. Anyway, the Mirkwood clan train their women and Father knows that I used to meet with Legolas to train so I don't see why he is so angry." Ana shrugged before flicking aside her cloak to show off her sword and daggers. "My brothers' seemed to be no match for you, Estel. Fancy having a go with me?"

"He will crush you in seconds! Don't bother Estel! She will only sulk when she loses." Elrohir told their brother with a sigh. "1584 years old and she still acts like an elfling sometimes."

Ana went to snap at Elrohir but before she got the chance, Estel drew his sword and stepped into the middle of the courtyard with a challenging grin.

"I think I can make my own choices Elrohir. Besides, your sister might surprise you." He pointed out, making Ana grin too.

The fight only lasted 10 minutes before Estel won but, as he pointed out, there was only one of Ana whereas there had been two of the elf brothers and Ana had lasted just as long as them. Estel offered to practice with Ana and Arwen to keep their skills up to scratch and both agreed. Ana walked away from the fight with a new brother who would soon be her best and most closest friend.

Within weeks, Ana and Estel had formed an unbreakable bond like no other. Even after Estel had broken it to the half-elven siblings that he had recently found out that he was in fact Aragorn, son of Arathorn and Isildur's heir, and heir to the throne as well as chieftain of the Dunedain, nothing changed between them. To Ana, he was still her brother and still her best friend but he just had two names now. Elrohir and Elladan teased that there would soon be a wedding but Ana had no romantic feelings towards Estel at all and vice versa. In fact, it was her sister who had caught her best friend's eye and soon he was trying every trick under the sun to get Arwen's attention.

Never let it be said that Aragorn, son of Arathorn, wasn't persistent.

Eventually, after months of trying, Aragorn got what he wanted. He came bouncing into Ana's room after knocking and breathlessly explained that Arwen had admitted to returning his feelings and had even kissed him.

"Now I just have to convince Lord Elrond to let me court Arwen!" Aragorn admitted, leaning against the wall.

Ana smirked from where she was cleaning her daggers and told her friend, "Just let Arwen do most of the talking after you've stated your intentions. Arwen is the good girl of the family. Ada says he doesn't have favourites but everyone knows he would do anything for Arwen if she really wanted something. I may be the youngest but I'm also the most rebellious, you know that."

By the next morning, Ana's words had come true. Aragorn was courting Arwen, but wasn't allowed to marry her until he became king, and Rivendell was buzzing with the news. They didn't know about Aragorn's heritage, of course, so the news was mostly about how a Man and Elf were courting, something which hadn't happened in years.

Elrohir couldn't understand why Aragorn wanted to keep his heritage a secret from the rest of Rivendell and Middle Earth. But Ana and Arwen knew why. Aragorn had admitted to both of them his reasons for staying quiet. He didn't want to be known as Isildur's heir as it was Isildur who had betrayed his adopted father and his kinsmen all those centuries ago by not destroying the One Ring that wreaked havoc all over Middle Earth. He didn't want the responsibilities that came with being king. He was quite happy just to stay in Rivendell with his family.

But by Aragorn's 22nd birthday, he was becoming restless. He would stray further and further from Rivendell every time he would go exploring or go riding. Eventually, Arwen and Ana cornered him in the library and forced him to tell them what was wrong.

"Alright!" Aragorn groaned after half an hour of Ana glaring at him and Arwen using her charm and Aragorn's feelings for her against him. "How does your Ada put up with you two?!"

Aragorn sunk into the chair he was sat in and sighed before admitting, "I'm bored. I never thought I'd say that but I am. I want to see more of Middle Earth. I... I want to become a Ranger."

Ana laughed, getting glares from the readers in the library, before sitting on the arm of her brother's chair and saying, "Is that it? Estel, we've been waiting for you to become a ranger for ages now. Ada thought you'd leave before your 21st, to be honest."

Aragorn glanced at Arwen who smiled softly before nodding and telling him, "You should go. If it's what you want, Melamin, then go. I think it will be good for you."

Ana made a face at the term of endearment but agreed with her sister before saying, "It's not like you'll be gone forever. You can come home whenever you want. Besides, Arwen managed to survive for over 1000 years without you. I'm sure you two will be fine away from each other for a few years."

Arwen and Aragorn both blushed slightly before Aragorn asked lightly, "But will you be ok without me?"

"What are you on about? I'm coming with you, of course!"

That, of course, started a massive argument that went on for over a week. It was even worse once Ana's father and brothers found out her plans. Her father forbid her from going but Ana just ignored him and packed everything she needed. Once Aragorn had left, a month after he admitted his plans, Ana left just hours after him and soon caught up with him. Aragorn tried to send her back but Ana was having none of it. She just followed her best friend until he stopped complaining and sulking.

After that, Estel was brilliant company. He told her stories about Rangers that he had heard, some which she had heard herself, and helped her practice her sword fighting as usual. He didn't say it but Ana knew Aragorn was happy to have her there. Mostly because it meant that he could sleep at night without being in danger, as elves didn't need to sleep and therefore Ana could keep watch every night, but also because they were best friends and were used to doing everything together.

They didn't encounter any other Rangers in their first month in the wilderness, where they both quickly learned how to hunt animals and know which berries and mushrooms were edible, but they both still enjoyed the adventure immensely. Halfway through the second month, however, they stumbled upon a group of rangers cooking supper over a fire.

"Greetings!" Aragorn said confidently, stepping out of the shadows, making the rangers jump and shoot to their feet with swords in hand.

Ana stepped forward as well and threw her hood back before holding her hands up innocently, "We are not here to fight. We are rangers also."

"You are an elf!" One of the rangers stated, gesturing to her pointed ears with his sword. "And a female one as well! You are no ranger! I bet your friend here is an elf too!"

"My companion may be a she-elf but she has been living the ranger way for the past month and a half. Doesn't that tell you something?" Aragorn spoke from where he stood before throwing his hood back also. "As for me... I am Aragorn, son of Arathorn, and I am the chieftain of the Dunedain. That makes me a ranger, does it not?"

The rangers nearly fell over each other at Aragorn's words before apologising and inviting them to sit at their camp. Ana and Aragorn accepted and asked them all their names. All 5 men gave their names as they shared their food with the two.

"You know Aragorn's name, of course, but I believe I haven't introduced myself yet!" Ana stated as she let her hair down from its braid. "I am Ana and Aragorn is my adopted brother. He has lived with my family since he was two but I only met him two years ago when I returned home from my mother's birth-place."

"Actually her name is – OW!" Aragorn glared at Ana as he rubbed the back of his head where Ana had hit him.

"Auta miqula orqu, Estel! (Go kiss an Orc, Estel!)" Ana growled, glaring back, before turning back to the other rangers. "Ignore my brother. Just call me Ana. He likes to tease me about my full name. I believe Elladan and Elrohir have been a bad influence on him."

"I know those names!" The youngest ranger, named Dâurdam, exclaimed before looking at the two with interest. "You two are from Rivendell?"

The other four rangers looked up too as Ana grinned and nodded, "That's right. I am an elf of Rivendell and Estel here is part of Rivendell's family. But out here we are just rangers. Nothing more. Just treat us normally."

"Estel is my elf name." Aragorn explained before looking at Ana. "You should rest a while before taking watch."

Ana nodded before explaining to the rest of the rangers, "An elf doesn't need sleep. We only rest for a while when we need to and even then we only slip into a kind of trance. I'll only need half an hour or so before I'll be fully rested for a week or two. Therefore, I will take watch tonight so you can all get a decent night's sleep. Tell me when you're ready to sleep."

Ana put her drink to the side and relaxed her posture and breathed deeply until her eyes glazed over and it felt like everything she could see was in a dream. She stayed like that until a hand waved in front of her face. She blinked a few times then looked up to see the hand belonged to her brother.

"You've been out for about an hour. We're ready to sleep now." Aragorn told her and Ana looked round to see the rest of the rangers lying on the ground with their cloaks spread over them and their swords by their sides.

"That freaked me out slightly." Dâurdam admitted, smirking at Ana. "It looked like you were dead with your eyes glazed over and your body hardly moving."

"It does take a while to get used to. Estel used to try and stay up and rest like elves when he was little according to my brothers. He always fell asleep while 'resting' of course." Ana laughed softly while dodging Aragorn's kick. "Ah, calm down little brother. We are among friends! Now, rest all of you. I shall wake you at dawn."

A few days with the rangers turned into weeks then months then years. It was a non-verbal decision to stick together, just like it was a non-verbal decision to make Aragorn the leader of their group and Ana the second-in-command. During the four years that Aragorn and Ana travelled with their friends, they gained and lost rangers through travelling and fighting. At the end of the four years, only one of the original five rangers they had met had survived everything and still travelled with them.

It was Dâurdam and he was their closest friend out of all of the rangers. Therefore, when Dâurdam found love in a town they were passing through and wanted to stay in the town with the woman, Ana and Aragorn decided it was time to go home to Rivendell and give up being rangers for a few years. Of course, their group of rangers didn't want them to leave but let them after the two promised to come back after a few years.

"I can't wait to see Rivendell again!" Aragorn grinned as the two set off for home.

Ana grimaced before admitting, "I can. Father's going to be furious. Even if I did leave a note when I left to follow you."

Ana was right.

Once her father and brothers had stopped hugging her, they shouted at her for half an hour. Eventually she screamed, long and loud, until they covered their ears and stopped shouting. Then she stopped screaming and took a deep breath.

"I am over 1000 years old." Ana said calmly but coolly, making her brothers and father look sheepish. "I can fight as well as any man and I do not see why I can not travel with Estel. If I was a man, you would have no problem with it. Every time you thought I was in Lothlórien, I was actually off exploring Middle Earth with other elves. The rangers didn't care that I was a female or that I was an elf. I will not sit around all eternity doing nothing. Whether you want me to or not, I'm going to travel and fight alongside Estel. If you try and stop me, I will only try twice as hard. I am not like Arwen. I do not want to sit in Rivendell while others are fighting for me. Arwen might only like fighting when it is absolutely necessary but I love the feeling of going into battle. I am like you, Ada!"

Her father stared at her silently for a few minutes before sighing in defeat and nodding slightly, much to the twins' amazement.

"Ada-"

"Your sister is right, Elladan. I knew from the moment she could walk that she would be a warrior. Just like you two and myself." Lord Elrond admitted, smiling slightly. "Do you two remember how we would lose her when she was young and find her watching the soldiers practice every time?"

"Mother used to worry every time until one of us brought her back." Elrohir chuckled, messing Ana's hair up. "Of course, father soon caught on to where you'd go Ana and would bring you back within minutes."

Ana scowled at her brother's action before giving each family member a hug and dragging Aragorn off with a quick shout, "We're going to find Arwen!"

Many years passed yet Ana and Aragorn stayed the best of friends and weren't usually that far away from each other. They spent a couple of years in Rivendell with their family but were soon travelling as rangers again before they met Gandalf the Grey who became a close friend of theirs. He asked them to watch and guard the Shire, the home of many Halflings who were also known as Hobbits, so they spent a year in the wilderness that surrounded both the Shire and the nearest town that was called Bree.

The two soon made names for themselves in Bree as rangers who spoke little but had made it quite clear that they would quite regularly be passing through. People named Aragorn 'Strider' and Ana was known as Shadow because of the way she could be as silent as a shadow thanks to her Elfish qualities. The people of Bree knew that Ana was an elf but she was about so often that they soon got used to the sight of her and treated her just like the other rangers.

After a year of guarding the Shire, Ana and Aragorn left to travel Middle Earth once again. They left some of their rangers around Bree though to keep an eye on things. The two fought for the King of Rohan and the Steward of Gondor. Aragorn, who looked like he hadn't aged any more than five years since Ana first met him, used the name Thorongil to avoid suspicion. Ana just used her usual name as it was well known that Elves were immortal. It took a while to convince both the King and the Steward to let Ana fight, since she was a woman, but after she had beaten both in a public battle they had to agree. Ana and Aragorn led an assault on Umbar in 2980 and won successfully. After the battle, however, they both left the army, much to the rest of the men's dismay.

After leaving the army, the two split for a while. Aragorn wanted to see Lórien for the first time in his life but someone needed to be in Bree for an evening to make sure people still remembered they were watching. So Ana set off for Bree alone and made it within 24 hours thanks to her not needing to rest. Once she reached Bree, she made her way to the pub and sat in there for a few hours to stir up a few new rumours about her being back. As she passed the bar, Ana informed the barkeeper that a few of her ranger friends would be in and out in the next couple of months. It was true. There were always rangers in Bree. But she also knew the barkeeper would tell anyone who would listen so hopefully it would stop people from doing anything stupid. Everyone knew how rangers could get when places they frequently inhabited changed or became too violent. They would go after the ones who were being violent so the place would be peaceful again.

As soon as Ana was out of Bree, she headed straight to Mirkwood to visit some of the wood-elves that she knew. Aragorn knew this was her plan and had agreed to meet her at the Dwarves' mines three months after they had split.

At the entrance of Mirkwood, Ana was met by Prince Legolas. He was King Thranduil's eldest son and also one of Ana's oldest friends. Legolas and Ana had played together when they were children while their fathers discussed important matters. Aragorn had met Legolas about ten years ago when they had passed through Mirkwood on their travels, and had ended up staying for three and a half years somehow, and had fast become close friends with the wood-elf too.

"Nae saian luume', Legolas. (It has been too long, Legolas.)" Ana smiled as she approached her friend. She gripped his shoulder as he gripped hers, a show of friendship and comradeship, before the two hugged each other tightly while laughing slightly.

"Indeed it has, Ana. I find it surprising that you are here alone. Where is Aragorn? Where is your partner in crime?" Legolas asked teasingly as he led her through the woods. Legolas knew of Aragorn's heritage as he was royalty among his clan and had found out from his father. Most of the elves knew by now, to be honest, after Aragorn had admitted it to the whole of Rivendell when they had last been home. The elves had promised to keep his heritage a secret from the rest of Middle Earth but Aragorn had gave them permission to tell any elf of his heritage as long as they kept quiet too. Elves were loyal to their death so Ana and Aragorn knew that Aragorn's real heritage would stay a secret until he was ready to become a king.

"Estel is in Lórien at the moment. He wanted to visit and explore. You know he's been dying to go for a while now. I, on the other hand, went to Bree to check in with some fellow rangers. Then I decided to come and see my oldest friend! I have a feeling Aragorn will be quite fine without me in Lórien." Ana admitted, with a sparkle in her eye, before carrying on. "It is about time that Arwen will visit there so the two of them will be able to have some time alone. If I went, I would only continue to find them together doing something that I would rather not think about. It has been 23 years since they last saw each other."

Legolas crinkled his nose in distaste at the idea that Ana was hinting at, his eyes flashing with pain for some reason, before shrugging and pushing aside a curtain of ivy to reveal the palace where he lived. Ana smiled as she looked at the clan of wood elves who were going about their daily business outside the palace. Legolas' guard stepped out from behind trees, bowing to the both of them, before walking off. Ana followed Legolas into the palace in the cave where she was soon surrounded by elves, who knew her from her previous visits, who wanted to know all about her adventures.

She found out later that night that Legolas had fallen in love with Aragorn within weeks of meeting him.