Arya stared blankly for a moment at Legolas.

"What do you mean he's gone?" she asked, confused.

Legolas rolled his eyes. "Exactly that! The orcs must have taken him!" he yelled.

"Well stop screaming at me!" Arya shouted. "This isn't my fault!"

"And you're saying it's mine?" he yelled back.

Arya raised her eyebrows. "Well if you had listened to me you probably could have prevented it!"

Legolas sat down and rubbed his forehead. "Well I don't need you to tell me that." He said more quietly now.

Arya sighed as she saw the feeling of betrayal on his face. "Sorry." She said awkwardly.

Legolas was surprised she would apologize but didn't look up.

"We have to find him, Arya. Do you know how guilty I would feel if we didn't?"

"We can find him, I know it. I'm a good tracker." Good may have been an understatement but she didn't think now was the time to brag.

"I know. We need to go now to find him."

"We do need our strength though." Arya reached into their bags and tossed Legolas bread and a flask of water before grabbing some for herself. "We need to eat quickly and then be on our way."

They ate in record timing and grabbed their things so they could be on their way quickly. Legolas saw Gimli's axe and took it with him; his friend would be distraught if he lost it. They followed the obvious tracks of the orcs that were leading out of the forest. It was still fairly dark under the canopy of the trees but they could tell it was close to noonday. They finally got through the forest and the sun's light hurt their eyes for a moment. They stopped and looked over the large sea of grass spread in front of them.

"Those are the fields of Rohan." Legolas explained to Arya. Arya looked over the fields with wonder and took in all that she saw. She had been confined in Fangorn so long that she had never seen anything like it.

"It's beautiful." She said.

Legolas nodded. "Well you get to look at them for a little longer; it looks as though the orcs are travelling south." He pointed to the trampled grass leading in front of them.

"Orcs don't conceal their trails too well, but at least they are easy to track." She commented.

The two walked on in silence for hours, simply following the trails left by the orcs. They must have fled with Gimli towards the beginning of the fight to have gotten such a lead.

Legolas looked over at Arya and decided to break the silence. "Arya, how exactly did you come to live in Fangorn? I know nothing about you and as long as we are walking here-"

"Why should I tell you?" she interrupted calmly. "I choose those who I would like to trust, and since you haven't done anything to prove that you are trustworthy, I choose not to trust you."

"I can assure you I am trustworthy."

"But how am I supposed to know that?" Arya asked.

"Trust me."

"Exactly." She said and she turned away from him, focusing on the trail.

Legolas stayed quiet for the rest of the day, and Arya made no attempt at conversation. In fact, she hardly even looked at him. The sun finally set and Legolas stopped walking.

"We should probably rest for the night, but we must be up and on our way early." He told Arya. "We won't lose any distance; I can almost guarantee the orcs have stopped as well."

Arya dropped her sword and bow on the ground and sat down on the soft grass. "I admit that my feet are tired." She told Legolas as he sat next to her.

"Mine are as well. We travelled quickly. But tomorrow we should be nearing King Théoden's hall, and I am almost positive he will lend us both a horse."

Arya sighed. "That would be nice." She laid down on her back and pulled her cloak over her as a blanket. "You don't see stars in the forest." She commented.

Legolas laid back as well. "I know. They are beautiful though, aren't they?"

"Yes." She murmured.

The two fell asleep without another word. But Legolas suddenly woke up when he heard a scream. His eyes shot open and he was up with his bow before he realized it was Arya screaming in fear next to him. "She's dreaming." He thought.

He knelt down beside her. "Arya." He said gently and he placed a hand on her shoulder. He could tell something was really bothering her. Suddenly she shot up and her eyes were open but haunting and he could see she was absolutely terrified. Her eyes were pitch black and she had deep circles underneath them. She reached for her sword in desperation but Legolas grabbed her hand and held on to it before she could.

"Arya!" he yelled and he shook her by the shoulders. Finally she blinked and her eyes had gone back to their usual blue and she looked at Legolas half dazed. Finally it was as though she jolted back to life and she shoved his hands off of her.

"Don't touch me!" she scolded and she looked around herself to take in her surroundings.

"Are you okay?" Legolas asked, concerned.

"I'm fine." She snapped and she laid back down pulling her blanket over her. "It was just a bad dream."

"It was more than a bad dream." He said but Arya was silent. He looked over and saw her eyes were already shut. What on earth had just happened? All Legolas knew was that there was a lot more to Arya than she let show.