Heyo! I'm back! Sorry for taking a while but I was really busy with reading FF and babysitting. Also I got my hair cut. It's now chin length and really curly and I have no bangs. It looks quite nice on me. Well I'm off topic now and I need to get to the disclaimer.

There's NOT going to be a sequel. I changed my mind. It was just mindless Uruk-Hai just wanting to kill/torture/maim/kill some things. Living Things.

This was really fun to write. Here comes the mad Wife or Father of our Wayward Princeling and Ranger/King. Also you find out who Bian is! Finally. Now that was tough to write.

Guess what? I passed 8th grade! I'm going onto high school! Yes. I even passed math and P.E. Now that's a miracle for real life.

I only own Aubree and that's it. No one else. Well only in my dreams. Also I would like to mention that this makes mentions to the MC but I also do not own those. No matter how good they are.

Chapter VIII – We're Dead

The trip to Gondor was very uneventful. Nothing bad happened at all. Aragorn and Legolas were debating ways to get out trouble.

"If we just say it wasn't our fault …"

" … We're going to be killed by my father and your wife who is also my first cousin two times removed.*"

"Good point, 'Las. 'Dan, any ideas?"

"Nope."

"'Ro?"

"Do you want to live? Because I suggest you go to Imladris and hide there. Erestor and Glorfindel will most likely hide you for a few years or so."

"Well you got no hope of out waiting because our loving and dear little sister and your very scary King of a father are both immortal as well. Estel, wait a few decades and you will be safe."

"But Arwen is mortal now."

"So then Legolas, our loving cousin two times removed, *you* got no hope to hide from your father."

"I got an idea!" Legolas said, after a few minutes of thinking. "I go to Mirkwood, get myself bitten by a spider and go to the healing wing for a few weeks. Ada wouldn't be that mad about me being chased if I was poisoned."

"Plan B?" Elladan asked.

"Use my puppy-dog look. Never fails."

"You know what scares me?" Aubree asked. "That even after 2049 years, that *still* works."

Legolas gave her a cheeky grin before debating how he won the Orc-Killing contest.

XXX

The group of 11 people stood in front of the throne room doors. Bian had seemed to disappear into the crowds. Aragorn and Legolas both gluped and looked at each other.

"Any last words?" Aragorn asked his friend who nodded.

"I blame you."

"Well now that that's over, let's go face our doom from my loving wife and your sometimes very scary father."

"Couldn't have said that better myself."

They listened at the door to hear;

" … Even *they* couldn't have gotten to the deserts in alittle over a month."

"But no one in their right mind would have gone to Moria."

"Are you sure that your husband and my son are in their right mind?"

" …"

Arwen never had time to answer that because at the moment they entered the throne room. Arwen with her long dark hair and grey eyes was in a green dress and next to her in robes or forest green and brown was King Thranduil with his golden hair and icy blue eyes.

"We're back!" Aragorn said.

No one could look Arwen and Thranduil in the eye, in fear of dying from their glares, other than Legolas and the Twins, who had see and given deadly glares to other people.

"Where were you?" Thranduil asked, in a hard even voice. Legolas winced. They were in for it now.

"Somewhere inbetween Bree and Moria," Elladan said helpfully, earning a whack from his young brother.

"What happened?" Arwen asked, in a sweet voice that worried Aragorn.

"Well …" Aragorn began and let Legolas take over.

"We were in Bree when I had a glichy feeling – I blame Naneth for my small amount of foresight – and we left to be chased by Orcs. We were heading to Moria, knowing full well that no one in their right mind would hide there – much less an Elf. We spilt up, me with Sam, Merry and Pippin and Estel with Gimli. We were fighting the Orcs when Aubree, Elrohir and a Ranger named Bian caught up with us. I was only mildly poisoned and we met up with Estel, Gimli, Elladan, Eleanor and young Faramir to come here. We entered Gondor and are right now trying not to be killed by my father and Estel's wife."

"While they were being chased," Aubree started, "we made it to Bree, where we saw that Eleanor and young Faramir were still there, most likely for protection, and we ran into Bian – who somehow missing – who said he could lead us to them and we did just that. We came to the place where they had spilt up and we went into groups, which were mentioned in Prince Legolas' speech. We found and or killed the Orcs chasing the Prince, the King, the Halflings and Dwarf and made it back here."

Thranduil sighed turning to his son.

"One of these days, you are going to get yourself killed, Legolas," he said.

His son grinned.

"But I've already done that. And Elrond brought me back."

"I haven't heard that story," Pippin said, but a smack from his cousin stopped him from saying any more.

"And Elrond isn't here to bring you back," Thranduil finished. "But I'm glad you're safe. At least you didn't go through a plan where you get yourself bitten by one of the very few spiders left in our forest to get me not mad at you and worried."

"Good thing," Legolas chuckled, nervously and turned to watch Aragorn get a tongue lashing from his wife.

"You scared the heck of me, Estel! You not show up after three weeks when you promised you would! And dragging Legolas and my brothers into this –! We are having a talk about that later!"

During that the Steward Faramir was slipped into the room, trying not to draw attention.

"Faramir!" She called causing Faramir to turn to her. "You're back from Ithilien! Where's Éowyn?"

"She's in Rohan," Faramir said. "Where I want to be," he muttered, almost impossible to hear.

"But she was in Ithilien with you," Arwen said. "So why isn't your wife here?"

"I wasn't … exactly in Ithilien … the whole time," Faramir said, rubbing the back of his neck, sheepishly.

"Where were you then?" Arwen asked.

"I missed the good old says when I was a Ranger of Ithilien, so I got out my old cloak and other clothing and went to Bree under a fake name."

"And what was this fake name?" The Queen asked, making the steward mutter something. "Even I didn't hear that."

"Bian."

At that, the Hobbits just blinked. Aragorn, Legolas and the Twins all ready knew who it was because it was their idea for the name and Gimli had been let in on it. Aubree just looked smug at her guess of who it was.

"You were Bian?" Eleanor asked. Faramir nodded.

"Yes, I was. And it was quite fun to keep my name a secret. I see why Aragorn has so many names. It's fun to have people guessing who you really are."

Aragorn just smirked.

"Also I had my name my father gave me, the name my adopted father, Elrond, gave me, the name Legolas gave me – Strider, the name I had in Gondor and Rohan and about twenty others that I have. I once was worried that I would wake up and not know which one I was going by."

A stifled laugh from Legolas.

"What?"

"Once he was going by Strider and totally forgot it. He was answering by Estel the whole day. Humorous I say and now I must go and hide from the evil that is an angry Estel," at that Legolas disappeared from the room with Aragorn hot on his tail, waving his sword.

Elladan and Elrohir laughed, following them, making bets on who would win. The Hobbits headed to raid the kitchens and Gimli went off to bed. Faramir snuck out of the room, quietly while Arwen and Thranduil were the only two left.

"Next time this happens, I'm locking them up," Thranduil said.

"That does sound like a good idea," Arwen said, as they left the room.

tbc

* In my world Celeborn is Orophor's (Thranduil's father and Legolas' Grandfather) brother-in-law, being Orophor's wife's brother. That would make Celebrían Thranduil's first cousin and Legolas would be her first cousin twice removed. So the Twins and Arwen would be Thranduil's first cousin once removed and Legolas their first cousin twice removed, I think. Well that's how I think those kinds of things work.

Only one more chapter and we're done! And it's a short one anyway. But it's alittle funny and violent at the same time.

And yes, Bian is Faramir the Steward. He was a Ranger of Ithilien and I had a feeling he would want to go back to being one, like Aragorn would pretty soon.

I have a plot-bunny for a new story that I've been mentally working on. Mentally working means I write it in my head. The plot is slightly AU because three of my favorite Elves don't sail and the other four I'm not too sure of. Pretty much it take place in our time and in Vancouver BC – only the place I can really write good in the world and seven Elves live as one big extended family, Saruon returns and they have to figure out a way to bring back the rest of the Fellowship. It's going to be three stories to fill the whole plot.

Anyone like it?

Please read and Review. Please? Do it and I'll give you a free pocket Legolas or Aragorn or Elladan or Elrohir.