A/N: Aloha everyone! Wrote most of this chapter while the rest of my family were going for an hour walk. I'm back on the 16th, so the updates will (hopefully) become consistent again. However, I'm starting high school on the 30th so the updates might take longer after that, but hopefully not too much. :)

Anyway, a few answers to some reviews.

Ok, so I'm not doing 1st person for this story, but as you might've noticed, I switch from the 'perspective' of my three OC's often, and in those moments you see the world and the events from their perspective, although not 1st person. I hope I don't favour some OC's over others, but Lola might get more time by total accident. You see, seeing as Lola is based upon myself I know her a lot better than the others, and she is easier to write. I try my best to spread it out, though. :)

Also, I'm still asking for advice about the romance situation. A few people have said I should make a random OC, but who's to say the girls will get far enough into the quest to find a 'random OC'? O.o Lol, anyway, watch this space.

Anyway, Brightpath2, I have put together a detailed description of each of the characters for you. You might find Tran's clothes daunting, but hey…

Character Descriptions:

WARNING: The following information contains spoilers for the story. If you have no desire to read such spoilers please scroll down to where the chapter begins.

~Julia~

Nationality: English New Zealander

Height: 1.6 metres

Hair Colour: Light brown. Straight, a little wavy.

Hair Length: Just past shoulders. Wears in ponytail.

Eye Colour: Hazel

Attire: Plain dress, down to her ankles, coloured dusty red with a purple-y hue. Puff sleeves and dark green neckline.

Physical Description: Relatively slight.

Special Features: N/A

~Lola~

Nationality: English New Zealander

Height: 1.65 metres

Hair Colour: Dark brown. Straight.

Hair Length: Inch and a half past shoulders. Wears down.

Eye Colour: Dark brown

Attire: Plain dress, down to her ankles, coloured dull red. Plain sleeves and black neckline.

Physical Description: Slim, but not slight.

Special Features: A small dusting of freckles across her nose.

~Tran~

Nationality: Thai

Height: 1.8 metres

Hair Colour: Black

Hair Length: N/A, but it's a little bit curly.

Eye Colour: Dark, dark brown, almost black.

Attire: SPOILER ALERT! SPOILER ALERT! Long sleeve shirt with wide sleeves, and leggings, on top of which is a long tunic reaching almost to his knees; and adorning his feet are sturdy leather boots. An elvish sword in its sheath on a leather belt around his waist. Tunic has split down the centre, and is closed by buttons. Down the sleeves, across the neckline of both the shirt and tunic, down the split in tunic, around the bottom of tunic and around the top of the boots are elvish designs, of which I shall not specify here as this is already the most complex costume I have designed. The entire thing is coloured in deeps reds and rusty browns. Phew! Sorry for the complexities- I have had this image in my mind for weeks now, and it just kept getting more and more detailed! You don't need to follow up with it if you don't want to.

Physical Description: Pale, thin, a little bit lanky.

Special Features: Black, wide-rimmed glasses.

~Ginny~

Nationality: English New Zealander

Height: 1.65 metres

Hair Colour: Ginger. Literally carrot orange. Wears down. Straight.

Hair Length: 3 inches past shoulders.

Eye Colour: Grey-blue

Attire: Plain dress, down to her ankles, coloured dark green. Black neckline, plain sleeves, and a dark purple ribbon at the waist (a plain ribbon, no bows or anything.)

Physical Description: Tall, slim but strong.

Special Features: Um… ginger? Freckles, across her nose and spilling onto her cheeks.

…..

[11th October, T.A. 3018]

It was the end of the fifth day. They had been walking for so long, Ginny no longer noticed how much her legs hurt at the close of each day any more, but it seemed evident to her that Frodo's wound troubled him greatly.

Aragorn sat on watch, staring into the night. Ginny felt restless- a fear had taken her, paranoia even; a fear that she and the other two women were slowing them down, that they would not reach Rivendell in time.

As Frodo's wound grew steadily worse, Ginny's fears grew stronger and stronger.

…..

[23rd October 2013]

Flashback.

It was the twenty-third of October, and it was dark- 9 pm, in fact. The house cast long shadows across the wet grass.

It was Ginny's 13th birthday, and Lola Evans, Julia Peters and Tran Tongskill were hiding behind a bush, giggling quietly.

After school that day they had all gone over to Ginny's house, where they had given out presents: Lola and Julia gave her a joint 50 dollar note, while Tran gave her a whole one- she was saving up for an ipod, and they wanted to help as much as they could.

Later, they watched a movie (Pitch Perfect) and ate pizza that Ginny's mum had made. After the movie had finished, they decided to go to the local park, which had a Halloween train. All hugging each other, they got on the train and went on a long, frightening journey, in which there was much screaming. Afterwards, they had to buy some cotton candy (for the shock).

And now they were back, and it was 9 pm- and Ginny was hiding somewhere in the garden, waiting to spring out at them.

Lola wore a Bofur hat at crooked angle and a large black coat that had been leant to her by Ginny's mum. In the darkness she looked very much like a dwarf. Meanwhile Julia wore one of Ginny's warm jerseys and Tran wore her step-dad's rain jacket.

"Let's just stay behind this bush," Julia peeked out through the branches.

"Nah, we have to go eventually," Lola peered out too. "We could just jump over the fence."

There was a white picket fence at one end of the garden. The other option was to follow the trail around the house, but they all agreed that was too risky.

"I wish I was a Gryffindor!" Julia moaned. She and Lola were Hufflepuffs- though Julia swore Lola was actually a Ravenclaw. Meanwhile Ginny was Gryffindor, and Tran had never taken the online quiz. The three girls gave him Slytherin, so that all the houses were covered.

"Ok, so we'll climb over the fence," Lola declared.

They crept towards it. Grey clouds partially concealed the moon's single, lidless eye, but it still watched them as they hurried across the lawn. Lola was the first to get to the fence. She vaulted up immediately and swung her leg over.

"Oh my gawd, the dwarf coat is caught!" She cried, writhing around and trying to break free. Tran laughed and unhooked it.

Tran got over with ease, as did Julia. They crossed the driveway and came to the fence that lead to the rest of the garden.

Lola stopped in her tracks. "I'm not going first,"

"Me neither," Julia pushed Tran forward, "Tran you're the… gentleman."

"I'm not going first," Tran said, horrified, "Lola can go first!"

"I'm Bofur! I can't go first," Lola pointed to her hat, "Tran, you can be Thorin, you go first,"

"I'm not Thorin!" Tran protested.

They argued for a while. The night was no longer young, however, and they had to get through.

"How about we just all go through together?" Julia suggested.

And that is how they ended up huddled together, clutching at each other as they cautiously edged through the gate.

The gate was too narrow for all three of them to go through, and Lola was inevitably pushed forward.

Julia whimpered. The darkness closed around them as they crept, silent as they could.

"I don't think she's here," Lola breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, a voice came from above. "Why hello there!"

All three of them screamed simultaneously, bustling back out the gate. Ginny clambered down the tree, laughing hysterically.

End Flashback

…..

[14th October, T.A. 3018]

"Where are we?" Ginny asked Aragorn, staring at the long bridge in front of them. It was the only way across the wide river that they had been walking alongside for a while now.

"The Last Bridge," Aragorn replied. "Take cover over there. I will check to make sure it is safe,"

The hobbits and the three women took cover in some nearby bushes. It was not long before Aragorn came back.

"There is no sign of the enemy," He concluded, "But I have found something very strange."

He opened his hand to reveal a green stone, rather muddy but still quite beautiful. "I found it in the middle of the bridge. It is a beryl, an elf-stone. It brings hope to me- it is a sign we may cross the bridge safely,"

…..

Soon after, they went on across the bridge. It was a large structure- three columns on each side supporting it, all made of stone- with stone sides running along it at hip-height.

Aragorn walked alone up front, six metres or so in front of them. Lola vaulted onto the side and nodded to Merry.

"Race you," She grinned.

Merry didn't hesitate to clamber up too. They began to walk as fast as they dared along the thin beam of stone, and below them the water ran at speeds that made Ginny's stomach turn.

"Lola, Merry, get down," She warned. They paid no heed to her.

"Get down, Lola!" She caught up to the brunette and yanked at her hand, "Get down, you'll fall."

"How old are you, seventy?" Lola laughed, "I'm just having a bit of fun- this journey is so boring," And with that, she pulled her hand away.

But she had underestimated the strength of Ginny's clutch, and she had to pull harder to get out of her snare. But there was too much force in the yank- and Lola lost her footing.

She screamed as she tumbled over the side.

"Strider!" Sam yelled, "Strider, Lola's gone over!"

"Aragorn, help!" Julia shrieked. Merry went pale and hastily jumped back onto the bridge.

Aragorn came running. "Where?"

"She went over," Ginny cried, pointing.

Aragorn looked over, expecting to see nothing but the fast flowing current and Lola's body floating in the distance- but instead he saw Lola's fingertips curled over the lip of the rock.

She screamed, "Help! I can't hold on for much longer! Can you f***ing help me!?"

Aragorn quickly grabbed both of her wrists and pulled as hard as he could. Lola wasn't light- but he was quite strong, and had a good grip. Soon she was able to climb back onto the bridge, where she collapsed.

"Oh my gawd." She said finally, before letting out a string of very creative expletives.

"What were you doing?" Aragorn demanded.

"She was walking along the side," Ginny told him.

Aragorn looked furious. "Your stupidity nearly cost you your life! I hope this experience will make you not so hasty to attempt such dangerous and idiotic feats in the future- next time you might not be so lucky!"

Lola just nodded weakly, still recovering from the shock.

Aragorn continued walking. Merry turned to Lola.

"So, does this mean I won?" He asked.

Lola simply glared.

…..

[19th October, T.A. 3018]

The fear was still growing in Ginny's mind. Surely it hadn't taken this long in the book? By how much had they slowed them down? Should she be taking some action?

But there was nothing she could do, even if they were.

They were now walking in a dark wood, along a dirt path. It had been thirteen days since the attack at Weathertop, and Ginny was beginning to think they had taken a wrong turn, although Aragorn assured them they were going the right way.

The path had been quite steep for a while, before it took a sharp turn and carried on.

As they walked, Ginny was surprised to see that in the cliff there was a door, hanging open on one hinge.

"What's that?" Julia asked.

But nobody answered, for suddenly they were standing outside the door. Aragorn, Merry and Sam managed to push the door enough for Aragorn and Merry to squeeze through.

Ginny poked her head in. The floor was littered with bones, but she could not see much else in the gloom.

"A troll-hole, if there ever was one," Pippin said matter-of-factly, "We'd better get off the path now we know who made it!"

"This troll-hole has been long forsaken, I don't think we need to be wary. But we should be cautious as we walk." Aragorn reasoned.

And that they were. The path was now quite wide, and Merry and Pippin wandered far ahead. Soon they came rushing back.

"There are trolls!" Pippin said, terrified, "We saw them through the trees. They are very large!"

"Let us have a look at them," Aragorn seemed quite calm. A grin spread across Ginny's face as she remembered the passage from the book.

Aragorn picked up a stick. Lola giggled.

The group followed the path, Aragorn leading at the front with his stick, and Merry and Pippin cowering at the back, walking alongside Frodo, who was sitting on the pony.

"Why are you smiling?" Julia asked Ginny incredulously, "There are trolls!"

"Trolls, yes; live trolls, no," Ginny explained, "They're the stone trolls from The Hobbit."

"Oh," Julia said, and laughed too.

Soon they found themselves in a green clearing, with light shining through gaps in the canopy. And there, standing in front of them, were three trolls.

Aragorn walked up to one calmly. "Get up, old stone!" He proceeded to bring his stick down on the arm of the troll. It broke in two.

The hobbits were all astonished, before they simultaneously began to laugh.

Lola walked around them, running her hands along the bottoms of their legs. "I wish I had a camera!"

"They're amazing," Ginny added, "They look so big. I didn't know they were that big."

They ate lunch- dried fruit and bread- underneath one of the trolls.

"Won't someone give us a song?" Merry asked when he was finished, "We haven't had one for days,"

"Maybe Sam has something?" Pippin looked at him. Everyone else turned to look at him too.

"Well… there is something, not proper poetry really, just something that popped into my mind," Sam stood up nice and straight, held his hands behind his back, and began.

Troll sat alone on his seat of stone,

And munched and mumbled on a bare old bone;

For many a year he had gnawed it near,

For meat was hard to come by.

Done by! Gum by!

In a cave in the hills he dwelt alone,

And meat was hard to come by.

"I sometimes feel like a tourist," Lola said quietly to her friends, "Like, just roaming Middle Earth with a tour group and seeing all the famous places, like the trolls, and hearing Sam sing that song… I really, really wish I brought a camera."

…..

They soon moved on from the trolls and continued through the wood. Evening began to loom, and they began to search for a spot to camp for the night.

Ginny looked up at the sound of hooves. The group looked at each other, fear in their eyes.

"Get off the road," Aragorn ordered, "Take cover."

But Lola knew who it was. "No! It's not a Black Rider," She told them, "Listen? Does it sound like one?"

They listened carefully. "No," Pippin agreed hopefully.

Aragorn looked at her. "Do you know this from what you remember from the work of fiction?"

Lola nodded. "It is not a Black Rider."

Suddenly the horse came into view. It was gleaming white, and its rider wore a flowing golden cloak. His long blonde hair billowed behind him as he galloped.

"Glorfindel," Lola whispered.

It was at that moment that Frodo collapsed.

…..

Ginny panicked. She knew exactly what had happened.

We've altered the time. Frodo's wound is getting worse now, and it's meant to happen in a day or so. I have to do something. We have to get him to Rivendell fast.

Glorfindel had already dismounted. He addressed Aragorn, "Ai na vedui Dunadan! Mae govannen!"

"Aragorn!" Ginny cried suddenly, "Aragorn- Frodo!"

Aragorn saw Frodo's unconscious body and looked very grim. He turned to Glorfindel.

"I am afraid there is no time for pleasantries, Glorfindel," He explained, "I must ask for your aid. Frodo has received a wound from a cursed blade, and it is beyond my skill to heal. We must get him to Lord Elrond as fast as we possibly can. Would you be so kind to allow him to ride with you back to Rivendell?"

Glorfindel did not hesitate. "My horse will bear I and him safely and swiftly to Rivendell. His speed rivals that of the enemy's steeds."

The other hobbits bent over Frodo, concerned. Lola glanced worriedly at Ginny. Frodo's eyes seemed glazed over, misty even.

Glorfindel and Aragorn began to speak in elvish. Julia turned to Ginny.

"Have we done something?" She asked.

"We've delayed time," Ginny tried to act calmer then she felt, "Frodo was meant to collapse in a day or so, but we've slowed everyone down."

Lola gaped, unable to say anything.

"Oh my gosh," Julia gasped, "Have we screwed everything up?"

"Hopefully not," Ginny swallowed, "Glorfindel's getting Frodo safely to Rivendell."

Lola and Julia didn't look convinced. Ginny didn't feel convinced.

…..

A.N: I hope you enjoyed it, but I don't feel 100% about this chapter… I dunno. I was writing for a solid hour or so.

Anyway, please review- only four reviews for the last chapter; actually that's not bad, but oh well.

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(I hope Pippin hasn't starved to death… I left him at home in my closet with three packets of potato chips…)