AN; Hey guys, um I'm back, I know right. It's been a while, but um, here's the next chapter, hope you enjoy, feel free to review

Chapter 10: Ringwraiths again.

Jill's P.O.V

Jill wouldn't consider herself an expert on matters of the heart, having herself never been in love, and the gossip in the girls dorm at Experiment House, well, Jill would confidently swear that they didn't have a clue what they were talking about either; but looking at Strider's face as Arwen rode off, with Frodo secured in front of her, she thought she might see a little of what romantic love actually looked like. She felt she would be Aslan- blessed if she one day felt a love like that.

The group slowly turned away from the way the two had galloped and set off on a slightly different path, although still headed in the same general direction, which Jill thought, was obviously the way to Rivendell. The remaining hobbits were continuing their chatter, although Samwise looked a little worried about Frodo. As she started walking beside him, he looked up and said. "It's not that I don't trust the lady elf miss, and I'm sure that elves in general can't do anything bad really, being elves an' all, but I will feel much better when we're all at Rivendell and I can see master Frodo again."

"Say, Sam, why do you call Frodo, master Frodo?" Jill was rather curious about this, as neither Merry nor Pippin did the same."

"Well, miss Jill, I'm just the gardener you see, master Frodo's gardener, us Gamgee's have been looking after the garden at Bag End, that's master Frodo's home, since the first Baggins moved there you see, and well, if master Frodo's going somewhere I'm not just going to stay at home and cut the grass till he comes home, No sir, I'm going to go with him and make sure he comes home."

Jill smiled, "Well I'm sure Frodo is happy to have a friend like you."

Sam mumbled something about a window and the wizard, but it seemed to embarrass him so she wouldn't ask. She had learnt when to speak and when not to speak in her time in Narnia. Subtlety was something she wasn't very good at, and it had taken her pointing at the Etinsmoor giants and proclaiming loudly they looked like rocks (thus waking them up) , and having rocks thrown at her to realise sometimes you just had to not talk. Her mother seemed inordinately pleased that 'her Jill was finally acting like a lady... in speech if not in action' after she had waited till Eustace and his mother had gone before pointing out that the lady in question could be a right toffee nose on occasion. Although to be honest, this was just after she and Eustace had returned from a romp in the woods, and she very wisely hadn't mentioned the only reason she hadn't said it was that Mrs Scrubb would only reply with a snarky comment about Jill's appearance, it was hardly her fault she had muddied her summer dress on the tree Eustace had called her too chicken to climb.

Jill's train of thought stopped when she felt her bow and arrows almost vibrate, that meant danger. More specifically, as the air had grown colder it meant... Ringwraiths. She immediately ran to the front of the group, where Strider and Eustace were talking about something, it surely wasn't as important as the fact there were Ringwraiths on their tail.

"Strider! Eustace! There are Ringwraiths following us, we need to find somewhere defenceable."

Eustace swung round, "look sharp Jill, see if you can get any of your arrows off at them."

Strider whistled the hobbits over, and started running. "There's a cliff face over there, the stone wall with cracks, if we put our backs to that we won't have to worry about being attacked from behind and can focus on driving them off. When they realise we can fight and now longer have the ring bearer, they'll most likely leave to try and track down Frodo."

Jill was swinging her bow off her shoulder and notching an arrow while she ran toward the steep stone wall, and she heard Eustace talking to Strider. "If the Ringwraiths can sense the ring, why are they coming after us anyway, can they not sense we no longer have it in our company?"

"They can only truly follow the ring when someone is wearing it. Since Frodo is only carrying it and not wearing it, they can't work out which group has it, us or Frodo and Lady Arwen. Since we have been travelling in its company they can sense it around us, when they reach us they will realise it's not with our group, and race off after those two."

"I see, so we'll only have to hold them off for a matter of minutes. Well, that's handy."

Jill peered through the trees that cleared about twenty feet before the cliff she was standing with her back to, the three hobbits just behind her, and Strider and Eustace either side of her but slightly further back, so they didn't get in the way of her shots. There, she released her string, and immediately strung again. She knew that arrows were not wonderful weapons against creatures of magic, for even mortal wounds didn't seem to harm these Ringwraiths, further proof that though they may have been men once, now they were creatures of dark magic. Her next two shots struck two of the other Ringwraiths, although they only seemed to stall the creatures momentarily. Very well then, what if she aimed for the horses.

At Experiment house, during one term of P.E lessons, when Eustace and the other boys had been playing rugger, the girls got to visit a nearby stables, Eustace was awfully bitter about it when he found out, until she had pointed out bitterness was against Aslans' will, as it was being ungrateful. But the visits to the stable had taught her that shooting at the horses flank, though a bigger target would be less useful, and taking out the legs, would easily make them fall. Horses made with dark magic or not, in couldn't run well with broken legs.

Jill's' next two arrows struck two of the Ringwraiths horses, and they went down, leaving their riders sprawled on the floor, then the Ringwraiths were upon then and Eustace and Strider were stepping forward as she dropped back to continue firing arrows and the Ringwraiths that were holding back.

The skirmish was over fairly quickly. It didn't take long for the Ringwraiths to realise that they would not find the ring here, and they quickly left, the horses seemed to have recovered from their wounds, even though one of them still had her arrow in the leg.

Well, she picked up the arrows left on the floor, no need to waste good arrows was there, and turned to join the others. A few more days, and they would be in the city of the elves. Jill couldn't wait.