Elves in Space

Author's note:

"Hey Ho to the bottle I go! To heal my heart and drown my woe! Rain may fall and mind may but there still be many miles to go. Sweet is the sound of the pouring rain and the stream that falls from hill to plain. Better than rain or rippling brook is a mug of beer inside this Took!"

Hello! Ok so that's what I've been singing since my exams!! They weren't as nice as I was hoping… GRrrr. Well my results aren't that bad, but let's just say I've had better. :(

First off well yeah so I saw the Two Towers on opening night. It was great!! I loved it very much; it was wonderful except for one small thing... (I think you ll know what it is...)

THEY KILLED HALDIR!! Argh! Ok so I knew it before hand, it was a rumour that started some time during the summer, I knew it would happen but damn it made me angry! Especially now that I wrote up a personality for him and he is a rather important character in my other story, The Space Between. Well I guess there isn't much we can do about it. Sniffles But you know what?? I figured something out... He's not really dead. I mean Damn it he's not dead!! Know why? Ok here's the deal... You know that part when Aragorn catches him as he falls, well what the people didn't know is that he whispered something into Haldir's ear. He told him to get some sleep and rest while the others continued the battle, Haldir was weary from all that walking he and the others elves did to get to Helm's Deep so he went to sleep. Aragorn promised he would wake him when the fight was over. SO there! He's not dead damn it!

Yeah I wish! Besides that, Gollum was incredible, Legolas speaks! My goodness I think he quadrupled his dialogue, loved the elvish, loved Treebeard and Gimli was wonderfully funny! (A Shall I describe it to you or would you like me to find you a box! I mean c'mon that was priceless! Ok that wasn't Gimli but it was down right hilarious!)

Okies... Guys I need your help!! I have two ideas for the Queen of Mirkwood's name, 'tis for this story and another one I have started... Here's what I came up with, I tried to be original I just hope I m not shooting myself in the foot at the same time... Nolwien or Annuviel ... Wisdom or Sunset... what should it be?? I can't choose !!

Ok this chapter is long and useless, much like the others. I know the story isn't really getting anywhere... sorry... well don't worry because we are progressing albeit at a slow speed. I think with the end of this chapter things will be going much more rapidly. It's just that I have too many ideas popping in my head at once and I m not really good and editing and removing part that I like. I hope you might like them too! :) I m sure you'll recognize the last scene, it's been done countless times again and again, but it's essential, mostly movie verse though. Sorry. Oh by the way since my endless Yakin doesn't stop I've decided to go ahead and reply to the reviews at the end. Hope you don't mind. :) (And thank you for the overwhelming support, I still never believe that my fic is worthy of such high praise wipes little tear from her eye Ok I'll shut up now... As usual if there's something weird let me know, I'm really not sure about this chapter… Enjoy, I hope!

Chapter Six

Taking Friendship to New Heights

It was near midday on October the 24th. Gandalf and Aragorn sat in Lord Elrond's courtyard to discuss the early morning activity where Frodo was finally recovering from his encounter with the Nazgûl.

"So he is awake then?" Asked the ranger as he sipped his tea.

"Yes, he awoke nearly two hours ago. Elrond and I believe he will be just fine." Replied the old Istar.

Aragorn smiled. "I am certain we may expect the young hobbits to come running to see him. Long hours have we worked these past nights. I am glad to see young Frodo is better off now."

"As am I." Gandalf's eyes were abruptly diverted behind Aragorn. He nodded politely to Seven of Nine, Tuvok and Captain Janeway who sat at a nearby table. The Ranger turned his head to greet the newcomers as well.

"So tell me, Aragorn, what are your thoughts on your father's latest guests?" He asked, having suddenly changed from Westron to Sindarin.

"Lord Elrond believes they may help us with what we intend to discuss at the council. He strongly believes they are to be trusted." Replied the ranger in the same tongue.

"And what do you think of that?"

"Well, if Adar has faith in them, so do I."

Gandalf laughed as he patted the ranger on the back. "Just like your father you are Aragorn!" He stopped for a moment and pondered. "I wonder..." His voice drifted back to thoughts. "I wonder where Gloin and the other dwarves are. They should have been here days ago."

Aragorn bursted into laugher. "I fear we shall not know until they arrive, that is unless you ask a certain Mirkwood Elf."

The Istar stared hard at the ranger. "I see. Why am I not surprised of this? Does Legolas know he might have risked a serious breach of trust between the Elves and Dwarves?"

"There never was any trust between Elves and Dwarves. Besides I would not be surprised if Thranduil had ordered Legolas to deceive them."

"Perhaps," All this time, Gandalf had kept his eyes on the Trekkers, he too felt as Elrond, but he still wished to observe them. He noticed Seven standing and walking away. She turned back to speak to the Captain but she never had the time to speak for at that exact moment there was a great clamour in the courtyard.

"Strider! Strider! Is it true?" Asked a young voice as a small curly haired being followed by another ran towards Aragorn and Gandalf. It was obvious his over-excitement caused him to not look where he was going for he slammed right into Seven of Nine. Aragorn flinched visibly as the scene unraveled itself.

The other short being stopped in front of Seven to help his companion. "Oh Pippin! Can't you be careful?"

Pippin didn't answer his cousin; he simply gazed up at Seven of Nine, stars twinkling in his eyes. He gasped audibly. Seven lowered herself to his eye level; she stared at him quizzically. "Are you injured?" She asked flatly.

"No, no I m alright, how..." His voice faltered. He never remembered ever seeing such a beautiful person, even the Elves could not compare. "How are you? I am Peregrin Took, but you can call be Pippin." He said as he bowed graciously.

Seven gracefully arched her brow. "I am Seven of Nine, you may call me Seven." Pippin smiled. Merry came over next to his cousin. "I am Meriadoc Brandybuck." He said proudly.

"But you can call him Merry." Exclaimed Pippin.

Merry sighed. "Thank you Pippin." Stifling his laughter Aragorn approached the small group. "Are these two hobbits giving you any trouble?" He asked in a comical voice.

"No, not at all." Answered Seven, a faint hint of a smirk on the corner of her lip.

Pippin turned to face the ranger. "Is it true, Strider? Is Frodo awake?"

Aragorn smiled down at the hobbits. "Yes, he awoke this morning. You may go see him, I am certain he will be pleased." Both hobbits cheered and ran off. Pippin turned his head for one last glance at Seven. "Nice to meet you!"

"Hobbits?" Asked Seven, puzzled.

"Yes, they are from the West of Middle Earth, the Shire is there home. A kind and friendly group of people." Answered Aragorn.

"They called you Strider." Said Tuvok, after having observed the scene.

"Yes, Master Tuvok. Over there I am known as Strider."

"A man with many alias must be a man of some importance or else there would not be so much effort to conceal his true identity."

"I suppose you are right, Tuvok, I suppose you are right." Said Aragorn as he slapped the Vulcan on the arm and walked away.

"Mae govannen, mellon nin."

"Yes, that is right Master Data! I must say we are greatly impressed by your skills." Said Elrohir. "You never cease to amaze us. How do you learn so quickly? For strangers have great difficulty learning Sindarin, of course to us and anyone who has their heart set, the elvish language is beautifully simple."

"I never forget a fact I am exposed to." Replied Data.

Elrohir stared at the android with wide eyes. "That is truly incredible! Don't you agree Elladan?" Asked the Elf to his twin who had recently joined the two.

"Yes Elrohir. I do not remember being this amused since Aragorn began to learn Sindarin when he was but a child. Ada has called a great feast in the hall tonight. He wishes to hold his council tomorrow morning. However, dear brother, you and I have errands to run we must depart this instant."

"Oh yes of course!" Said Elrohir wavering his hand. "I am sorry Data, Mellon Nin. I fear we may have to continue our elvish lessons at a later date." He said with a slight bow and left the android alone.

"Ho Legolas! Wait for me!" Yelled Aragorn as he raced to meet his friend. "Where are you going?" He asked as he caught up.

"Hmm, nowhere." Replied Legolas.

"Then what are you doing?"

"Nothing really. I am simply taking a walk." The Elf spoke absently.

"Oh, may I join you?"

"Of course." Legolas stopped dead in his tracks. "Wait! Do you see that?" He said as he quietly snuck behind a bush. They were right before Rivendell's main entrance. Lord Elrond was at the doors conversing, with Lord Glorfindel at his side.

Aragorn noticed what had caught the Elf's attention. "The Dwarves." He muttered.

"Exactly." Retorted the Prince.

"I suggest you run and hide before they ask for your head on a silver platter." Joked Aragorn as he joined his friend behind the bush.

Legolas smirked. "Shh, it would be a mithril platter." They snickered as they listened intently as Elrond attempted to play diplomat.

"Where is he? Where is that Elf? I'll have his head! I'll rip him to pieces."

They stared at the stout Dwarf wavering his axe menacingly with a promise to cleave the poor Elf.

"They seem to be angry with you, Legolas."

"It appears that way doesn't it?" Legolas' smile broadened, he snuck back down to listen to Elrond as he spoke to the angry dwarf.

"You will do not such thing Master Gimli and as you can see there are many Elves here, it would take a while for you to find him."

"He was blonde, they were all blonde, cursed Elves." Muttered the same Dwarf. "They sent us on a wild goose chase for five days!"

"Master Gimli, I will not tolerate such indignities towards my kin in my home. I assure you all the Elves here shall treat you with the same respect they would give to any of there kin." Replied Elrond hotly.

"Don't count on it." Blurted Legolas. Aragorn punched him in the arm.

"Legolas!"

Lord Glorfindel who was standing ajar to Lord Elrond noticed the movement in the bush to their left. He distinctively recognized Legolas and Aragorn talking in muffled voices. He smiled inwardly.

"Of course we do not know who this Elf is, we may attempt to locate him and deliver him to you." He smirked mischievously as his gaze swiftly caught that of Legolas.

"What is it?" Asked Aragorn as he noticed his friend's sudden change of colour.

"Lord Glorfindel just promised to surrender me over to the Dwarves."

Aragorn punched him again. "You know he would not do that! He is only jesting, trust me."

"Nonetheless, my friends, you are welcome here. Please feel at home I will send someone to tend to you immediately. It would also bring me great pleasure if you would join us this evening for dinner."

Having pushed aside his son, Gloin replied: "That will be acceptable, Elrond, until then, let us hope this incident with Thranduil's savages will not be re-enacted in your realm."

Elrond nodded respectfully. "I assure you Lord Gloin, not of this will happen here. Please follow Féldur, he will assist you."

The dwarves followed the Elf servant. Once they were gone, Elrond stopped in front of the bush where Legolas and Aragorn hid.

"You may come out, Prince of Mirkwood." Legolas slowly came out, as did Aragorn. Elrond did his best to stifle his laughter. "I suppose you are the Elf they were referring to?"

"That would be me." Gulped Legolas. He neglected to mention exactly who was responsible for the whole ordeal, it mattered not, and all of the Mirkwood elves had taken much rejoicement in the dwarves' predicament.

"Please promise me a war shall not be started between elves and dwarves because of this."

"Of course not Lord Elrond." Whispered the Elf.

"Good, because next time, you will be handed over to the dwarves." Elrond arched his brow and left. Glorfindel lingered on.

"Young Legolas that was cunning of you, but please show these dwarves there are no savages in Mirkwood. I have the distinct feeling they will not act too kindly on you if you attempt another one of your foolish pranks."

Legolas smiled sheepishly at the great Lord. "Yes Lord Glorfindel." He said in an almost childlike voice. Glorfindel then smiled and winked at the young Elf Prince and left him in the company of his great friend Aragorn.

The great dining hall of Elrond's house was filled with an endless sea of intangible faces the eight Trekkers have never seen. It was a beautiful hall nonetheless and despite its many strangers they were all beautiful, at least the Elves were. They held a constant glow, which created such warm aura of peace and tranquillity. Surrounded by such beauty, the Trekkers felt completely out of place. They spoke quietly with Legolas and the other Mirkwood Elves. Then at last came into view a small person no taller than a child with dark brown curly locks, he seemed distraught in the great sea of people.

"That's him." Whispered Tom to the others when Legolas was out of earshot. "That's Frodo Baggins, the hero of this story."

"He appears to be lost and confused." Said Tuvok.

"He is, I feel much confusion in him and apprehension." Confirmed Deanna. Eventually they were invited to be seated. The eight Trekkers had the privilege to sit at Elrond's table, who had not arrived yet. With them was seated Glorfindel and Gandalf on either side of the head. Legolas and Aragorn were also among them.

At length Elrond came to sit at his place at the head of the table, there was another being behind him. Tom and Will, who sat side by side were the first who noticed her. Their jaw dropped instantly upon seeing Elrond's daughter enter. She lit up the hall with her beauty. She was tall with black hair cascading down her back in her neck shined a beautiful starlike necklace, the Evenstar jewel. Paris and Riker kept their eyes fixed on her as she made her way to the table. Deanna had noticed this and slapped Riker on the arm. She leaned in to whisper in his ear. "You're drooling." Riker then proceeded to wipe his mouth with his sleeve.

"Is that better?" He said bewitched by the Elven dream's beauty.

"No, now you have a snake in your hair." She would have said anything in the hope to get his attention.

"That's wonderful Deanna. It's great, really great!" He replied dreamily, patting his fiancé on the shoulder.

Deanna scoffed in discouragement. "You're hopeless!"

Legolas, who sat next to Tom, spoke softly in his ear. "She is Elrond's daughter, Arwen Undomiel is her name, the Evenstar."

"She is beautiful." In his mind he was reminding himself he was married with B'Ellana and had a daughter.

The Elf laughed. "She is, and a good friend to me she is as well."

Tom sighed as he followed Arwen with his adoring gaze. As she sat down her eyes met his venerating ones. She smiled at him and slightly bowed her head. Tom returned the gesture and glanced around the table. He noticed at the far end, there was a Dwarf glaring furiously in his direction. Confused, he tried to follow his gaze and guessed the Dwarf was staring at Legolas. Tom bent over to whisper in the Elf's ear. "Why is that Dwarf staring at you like that? If looks could kill I think he would tear you to pieces."

Legolas tracked the lieutenant's eyes and saw the Dwarf. Without turning he whispered back to Tom. "He is one of the dwarves my brother and I tricked into taking the very long way to Rivendell. They were not pleased."

"I can see that." Replied Tom. He nearly fell out of his seat as he observed the Elf's next course of action. Legolas cocked his head to the side and flashed a radiantly beautiful smile at the Dwarf and waved his hand as if to acknowledge his presence. Utterly insulted the Dwarf scoffed, turned to face away from the Elf and spoke to Dwarf next to him. Legolas recognized him. It was Gloin. "So then Gloin, this must be your son, Gimli. He has your temper." Snickered the Elf as Gloin glared daggers at him. Legolas tipped his head at the elderly Dwarf as he sipped his wine.

Once they had eaten the entire company of elves, men, dwarves, hobbits, android, Borg and Vulcan left the Hall and made their way to the Halls of Fire where song and music could be heard through the night. Elrond entered first with Arwen and the others followed suite. The Trekkers sat mostly together and marveled at the Elves and their sweet music, it was a sight to see. At last Elrond came over to Captain Picard and grasped his arm.

They walked away from the group, without looking at him Elrond spoke gravely. "Tomorrow a council of great importance shall be held. The fate of the free peoples of Middle Earth shall be discussed at length. Do you believe yourself to be prepared to attend?" He asked as the two walk about the Hall of Fire. Despite the seriousness of the conversation, the Elf Lord still took the time to smile and nod at every passer-by.

"I think so, however I must admit, there is still much my crew and I do not understand." Replied the Captain, unsure of what to expect in the morning.

"There is no need for worry. Knowing that you are not from this land, it is difficult for you and your people to fully grasp the terrible peril at hand. Many explanations shall be given for there are some who may seek answers to questions they never solved. I want you there because I strongly believe that we may be able to help each other in this."

Picard nodded. Elrond swept the hall with his eyes and smiled when they rested on a young hobbit. "Have you met Frodo Baggins?" He asked casually. When Picard said no, the Elf continued. "I have a feeling you will be seeing much of him in the near future. Come." The Elf Lord and Captain made their way to a bleary-eyed Frodo sat by himself.

It was on this day that Elrond's great council was held. It was there the fate of the fabled ring of power was discussed. Gathered in circle, emissaries from all the free peoples, Elves, Men and Dwarves, met in the attempt to counter the forces of evil for one last time.

Feeling rather awkward Picard sat with his third in command, Data, while Tuvok accompanied Captain Janeway. The others did not attend the council. Picard did not know how this council could help them, so he observed Elrond very carefully and listened to every word spoken.

It was fascinating yet sad to here of darkness such as that of Sauron. Picard loathed what He intended to do and wished with all his might he could help them, yet he hardly believed that a small gold band could be the key to solve everything. "This is madness! These people put their faith in mythology and superstition! How can this be?" He thought to himself as he watched a man walk up to the ring and suggest they use it.

"Mister Boromir, it would be illogical, this ring would be able to save your land. If this ring does belong to Lord Sauron and if he is as powerful as he is believed, then how could one possibly be able to control such a strong instrument. It appears to be more of a weapon of mass destruction that can only be controlled by Sauron, than a weapon of salvation used by anyone against this Dark Lord." Replied Tuvok to Boromir as he expressed his desire to save his beloved city.

Aragorn added to Tuvok's argument. "Master Tuvok is right. You cannot wield it, none of us can. The ring answers to Sauron alone."

There was a slight clamour in the council when Legolas stood up and revealed Aragorn's true identity.

"So this is Isildur's heir?" Asked Boromir after having given the Vulcan a dirty angry glare.

"And heir to the throne of Gondor." Finished the Prince.

Picard exchanged glances with Janeway, they were astounded to learn more of Isildur's tale, but now they were staring at his heir, it was unbelievable. More so it was unbelievable that these people were able to trace Aragorn's lineage all the way back to three thousand years in the past. Of course Picard and Janeway still had difficulty adjusting to the fact that Elves were immortal. Sure enough they were, it was noticed during Elrond's banquet the night before, there were many elderly looking men dwarves and even hobbits, but all the Elves looked to be barely into their twenties. However a look into their soulful eyes revealed all their age and wisdom. They were old and yet so young at the same time, it was maddening.

Tuvok stared intently at Aragorn, he remembered his words from the previous day. True enough, Aragorn could be considered a being of great importance and the Vulcan now understood his need for so many aliases, it was crucial to keep his identity concealed.

After the clamour died, Elrond explained what needed to be done to destroy the ring. Picard stared dumbfounded. "What?" He exclaimed before he could control himself. "You do not seriously believe there is only one way for this ring to be destroyed?"

The Elf Lord turned to the Captain. "Have you not witnessed what the ring's power has done to Gimli's axe?" He asked.

Picard shrugged. "Well yes, surely there is another way." He continued.

Elrond shook his head. "No, this is the only way. Do you need further proof?" He said, extending his hand towards the ring as if challenging Picard to try. That is how the Captain took it, and so he unclasped his phaser and fired it at the ring. To his horrified dismay the phaser beam ricocheted how the ring and bounced on the wall. There was a great amount of frightened shrieks emanating from the council as the red orange lights bounced from one end to the other. Once they finally ceased, the shrieking died down and Picard admitted defeat.

Elrond regained his composure and all eyes turned again to Boromir who spoke terrifying words of Mordor and it's journey. His words started a chain reaction of shouting and the council erupted in a thunderous roaring.

A dwarf had stood up before Legolas and refuted the words he had just spoken. The Elf glared angrily at the dwarf but paid little head to his words. More angry words were shouted and the tension in the council broke to release all hell.

"I would be dead before I see the ring in the hands of an Elf!" Shouted Gimli. At that instant Rundil, who was sitting closest to the dwarf stood up at exclaimed at him.

"What is the matter Dwarf? You cannot follow simple directions? We Elves are too complicated for your small mind?" Taunted Rundil as Gimli grew even angrier and spat insults in the dwarvish tongue; Rundil could only guess what they meant.

Amólith and Nolwe came to defend their friend as Legolas did his best to hold them back. He stretched out his arms and tried to stop them. "Peace friends, Peace! We are not here to argue about this." His pleas were drowned in the bickering between Elf and Dwarf and Man. All hell was unleashed as angry words poured from their mouths.

Picard, Janeway, Tuvok and Data sat and watched utterly confused, as the display of anger was unraveled before them. They dared not say a word in fear the situation would be worsened. Without warning all the shouting stopped and all eyes turned to the small hobbit in the centre of the council.

"I will take the ring to Mordor, though I don't know the way."

All eyes on the bridge were completely transfixed by the hand on the view screen. Therefore there was no one to notice the devastatingly terrified expression on Ensign Leslie Greenleaf's face. Suddenly the hand moved, palm up its fingers extended towards the bridge in a somewhat inviting motion. Without any warning the hand lashed out and a thin white current of excruciating power surged out and struck the young brown haired Ensign. The white current surrounded him and no one was prepared for the heart tearing shrill scream of agony that came from the ensign before darkness consumed him and he fell limply on the bridge floor.

TBC

Uh-oh! What's happened to Leslie here?? Well just to let you know the whole going back and forth from Middle Earth to Voyager is completely spontaneous. I had no plan what so ever to write what was happening on Voyager while the other were prancing around Middle Earth. That was all done by request. I'm nice, aren't?

Oh and one more thing some of the dialogue during the council isn't mine, I m sure it's not too hard to guess what, anyways I think it was important to mention that.

Thank you so much for you kind reviews and support! I never expected these story, let alone any of my stories to be getting any responses, especially such nice ones! Thank you much! So here goes!

Darkfeather22, thank you for reviewing! What does Legolas mean… hehehe, a white hand, from a white evil LOTR villain…He knows it because well he does! Don't worry things will all make sense in the end! Thanks again!

Lady Laura, hi! Thank you for your wonderful review! Actually I didn't do much research on the Star Trek characters. I used to watch it religioulsy! I guess that counts as research! I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for this chapter! So sorry! I hope you like it though. Thanks!

Elentari Manwe, the best? Really?? Wow thank you! Karina blushed and her face is the exact colour of Haldir's beautiful red cloak in TTT I hope you liked the council, it wasn't very long I'm afraid but I think I managed to squeeze a bit of fun stuff. Let me know what you think! Thank you so much again!

Bonjour ma 'reviewer' francaise! Comme tu as pu voir, notre cher ami Leslie est de retour mais pas pour longtemps… hehehe c'est un p'tit cliffhanger. Hehehe And well 'if' Leslie was Legolas (hehehe) he doesn't want to say anything so he doesn't desrupt the timeline. Starfleet protocol! Que pense Tom de Arwen?? Hehe I hope you liked that! The enterprise is euh… I dunno! En réalité the enterprise is on earth and it's not doing much. L'action se passe surtout sur Voyager, je ne voulais pas trainer deux starship dans le passé, c'était trop compliqué pour mon pauvre petit cerveau! Merci beaucoup beaucoup pour les reviews! Je les adore!

collegetwin, hi! Yeah I know about all the typos. Actually they come from the fact that MS Word is stupid and I hate it and it can't convert WordPerfect documents properly so I have to change every quotation and apostrophe by hand which can be quite long when you have a lot of dialogue. I'm sorry! I though I fixed them all. Oh well thank you for your support and I hope that you still like it despite MS Word and it's uselessness. (I don't like MS Word…)

Samus, hey! I'm glad to see you're back! You're absolutely right, it would not have been the same without Data! Yeah you're right, my French has the habbit of popping in to say hello all the time! As for frenglish and franglais, I speak it ALL the time! It's really bad! Yeah for some reason English grammar was never our strong point in school, I never learnt it until I was in late High School and let me tell you it was bad!! I learnt more by reading LOTR and fanfics and Shakespear. Yup I write euh all the time. Even my spell check tells me it's wrong! Maybe it's time I listen to it for a change! And I completely agree with you on Nemesis, it was great safe for the end! I still can't believe it! I mean might as well destroy everything! Well at least we got to see about 10 seconds of Wesley! Yay! I wonder what you thought about TTT and Helm's Deep? That got me very very angry! Well thank you for all of your reviews, or as we Frenchies say. Merci beaucoup!

Charlotte, wow, thank you so much! I hope you like the next chapter and I'm sorry to have kept you waiting!

ember, hello! Yeah I know it dragged . I'm sorry! I really have a hard time with editing, I mean there are so many ideas going through my mind that I must write them all! That you for having faith that things will pick. I think they did here, did they?

HaloGatomon, whoa! Thanks for the plushie! I love it! Yay now I have someone to drink my Earl Grey tea (hot!) with! Yay! Another plushie?? Ooh thank you! Wowy! Hmm I don't know! There are so many! Maybe Wesley, or Data or Legolas (duh!) or Aragorn, no How about Haldir! As you can tell I am one who never makes my mind up! I love Data too! I'm glad you liked the chapter, and Aragorn, I licked writing that bit, and the elf age thing was fun too!

Chris Atola, hi! Thanks for reading! I'm glad I caught your curiosity, I hope I can keep it!

TreeHugger, I hope you've seen Nemesis by now… Hmmm so I guess you know that the rumours are true… SOBS in despair Yes Riker did find Deanna quite wonderful in her dress, that is until he saw Arwen. Men, what would we do without them?? (… so many things… hehehe) Yeah Picard and Janeway were lucky that Elrond is patient! Well when you like with Aragorn and the twins, patience is a virtue! As you can see, they aren't the only ones testing Elrond's patience. Oh and for the Lord of Rivendell's age, well heck I was just to lazy to figure it out and I didn't feel like guessing, so nobody knows… It's a mystery! I'm glad you liked Glorfindel and I hope you liked him in here too. He's not that easy to write, but it's fun.

To answer your question, how long will it go… Well uh… sadly no, I don't think it will make its way to end of ROTK, not this fic at least. Maybe I'll find a way to integrate the other books in offer fics… You know, Elves in Space the trilogy. Really I didn't really think about it, but now that you mention it, I'm tempted to do so! (let's just say that the people you mentioned to be the only ones to help the Trekkers are the ones who will do so, most likely.)

Cheysuli, Hi! Yeah, his mother was killed by a Nazgul… I tried to think of something original, how Legolas escaped… well that is a good question… :) And yes your wish was granted, here's a sneak peak of what's going on, on Voyager… :) Thanks for the reviews and I hope you liked this chapter.