Chapter 2-

The light faded and Legolas felt Gimli land onto of him. Legolas felt his breath rush out of his lungs as the armored dwarf crushed his chest. He felt Gimli groan on top of him before he pushed off of Legolas. Gimli's face looked like a hammer had crushed his nose and half of one of his beard braids was seared.

"What have you done!" Came Gandalf's voice, a mix between a growl and a bark.

A groan was Gimli's only reply.

The smoke and light began to fade when a gasp was heard and Gandalf called for Aragorn through the backfire of the spell. A scream had Legolas on alert, he leaped up and drew his bow. Heading to where the sound came from. As the ash, smoke and light finally dissipated Legolas finally caught sight of the group.

Aragorn stood tensed sword high over his head watching as a naked woman held Frodo in between her and Aragron's sword. The woman had not taken notice of him so he slowly pulled back his arrow. Letting out a breath he released the arrow, watching as it rang true meeting with the space between her ribs.

Only to bounce off harmlessly.

Legolas stepped back in shock and looked to Aragorn for answers. Only the ranger did not look away from the girl or Frodo.

The girl however looked over at Legolas, her yellow eyes burning holes in his skin.

When she did not look away from the elf Aragorn took his chance. With a echoing clang Aragorn's sword was deflected from her forearm to the cave floor, staggering the ranger. The iron skinned woman flinched at his attack but ignored him and gently set Frodo down.

She than turned to fully face the Blond elf and dazzled him with her skin.

Her skin looked like a very pale humans when in shadow or when she was standing still in the light. But when she would move her skin sparkled the color of mother of pearl, and reveled flat, hidden scales. She was the frozen dragon he realized.

Her eyes met his and he suddenly felt hundreds of years younger, an ancient wisdom in her eyes. Those yellow wild, hungry eyes, he found them unnerving. Like she was staring at his life story and mocking him. Yet he couldn't look away and didn't notice she had been moving until she was right in front of him.

And that's when he caught sight of it, beneath her rage, adrenaline, and thousands of other mixed feelings in her eyes, he saw what it was she wanted. Under all the anger was an instinctive fear.

Knowing not what to do he threw his cloak over her naked form. Only to have her pull away when he attempted to latch it. Her eyes were narrowed at all of them as she backed to the cave wall.

That was until she tripped over the dead dragons skull, screeching she regained balance on all four feet, Legolas cloak draped around her crouched form.

Once she was stable she looked to find what had attacked her and stiffened at the sight of the dead dragons bones. Just like that at the sight, her emotions broke like a weak dam. Animalistic sobs arising from her throat and echoing down the suddenly mournful cave. Her wails ripping at heart strings until even patient Gandalf had heard enough.

"Someone pick her up, she shall not hurt anyone now." He said before staggering deeper into the cave.

Aragorn moved to pick the dragon woman up but stopped when Legolas got there first. Instead he turned and threw the unconscious Gimli over his shoulder, then gently picked up the swaying Frodo.

Slowly Legolas crouched near the scaled woman, his eyes roaming over the trembling cloak that hid her form only her long, jagged cut white hair showed. Emerging from the hood of his cloak and coming to rest on the cold grey stone beneath her. Each strand a swirly vein on the cold rock.

Tentatively he touched the ridges of her spine, that created smooth equal hills down the cloak. She made no move at his touch so he slowly warped one arm around her then another, lifting her up bridal style.

She suddenly grew quiet as he lifted her, she stared at him now. An empty stare, a lost stare, a forgotten stare, a familiar stare.

Her eyes were clouded over, two rolling, rumbling, distant, storm clouds. But even in their empty state he wanted to drown in them, dive in to her cat like irises and stay there forever.

Yanking his eyes away he tryed to clear his thoughts and bounded after Gandalf. Amazed at how light the dragon woman was.

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Deeper in the cave they had come to a dome shaped den and set up camp starting a fire. The den was that of the dragons for the dragon lady had gone and laid in an ancient looking nest. She was still there never looking at the food they were cooking.

Gandalf and Frodo never stopped watching her; Legolas would steal looks ever once in awhile that Gandalf took note of. Finally Gandalf nudged Legolas with his staff, making the elf jump in surprise.

"She understands your language, she knows what you are, you don't frighten her like we do." Gandalf mumbled "Go comfort her and get her to eat, she's lost, I believe the dead dragon was her mate and she's still considered young for dragons."

Lost for words he just got up and took some of the bread and meat Gimli was cooking and walked to her. Watching Gimli turned to Gandalf, hundreds of questions coming to mind only to be silenced by a wave of Gandalf's hand.

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Legolas crouched near her again and spoke in the elvish tongue.

"Come, eat, you must be hungry."

The dragon turned to him her eyes hallow and devoid of emotion. He flinched at her eyes and looked to her chin instead."Come." He said again and pushed the wrapped food towards her.

Snorting she turned away from him and wrapped her pure white arms around her chest.

"Now your going to pout like a dwarf?" He laughed

Jumping up she yanked the food away and stomped away. Making growling noises at him, her eye aflame. He laughed at her antics, watching her plop down and glare at him from afar.

"Awww come on now." He said and walked over to her. Laughing again when she turned away from him, growling. Defiantly she bit down on the ham and bread, ignoring the elf. "Come on!" He just gave him a glare in return.

He stopped his banter when their eyes met, once again feeling the lure of her eyes. But there was something there, he knew it, it flowed of his tongue like a flowing river.

"Via."

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