CHAPTER 11

SUCH A LITTLE THING

Hullo! Sorry it took a few days to post this chapter, I've been kind of busy, here it is now, hope ya'll like it.

-Luv2 Dream1212

Millie's POV

I awoke to bright sunlight shining in through the trees and of course, again, someone attempting to rouse me.

"Millie, it's time for breakfast." Samantha's voice said. I blinked and briefly looked to see the rest of the fellowship sitting around eating lembas and drinking more of Gandalf's Mithril. I changed back into my charcoal pants quickly and put on my boots, attempting to brush out my pillow-head with my fingers. Before I went to my pack and got out a piece of lembas from the leaf wrapping and sat down with my friends on a log and began to eat.

"How'd you guys sleep?" asked Samantha.

"I slept fine," I replied, "You?"

"Fine, I guess, I don't really like the cold ground." She replied, "How 'bout you Lizzie?"

We turned to look at her but she was gazing ahead of us, dreamily. We followed her gaze; she was looking directly at Legolas who was talking to Gimli, smiling and sighing.

"Earth to Lizzie," I said, "Hello?" Instantly she snapped back into reality.

"What?"

"How did you sleep?" asked Sam.

"Well, I kind of had a rough night because of a stupid, retarded nightmare, but I guess I slept fine, I start crying and Legolas walks over and asks me if I'm OK, I hugged him and he helped me calm down and carried me to my bed."

"No wonder why she's out of it this morning." said Sam.

"True that." I replied.

Then they turned to look at me, "You know I can't help but notice that you haven't talked to Frodo or Boromir since the quest began." said Liz.

"Very observant, surprisingly, considering you've been off with Legolas every chance you get." I commented with a small grin.

"It's been one day." Liz replied.

Samantha grinned and suppressed a small laugh. "You're right, she hasn't been spending much time talking to them, I mean, yesterday, the two of us were goofing off Sam, Merry, Pippin and Gimli."

"You're right guys, I haven't been talking much to them, I didn't communicate with Frodo at all yesterday and only said like one sentence to Boromir."

"I'm gonna make you talk to Frodo today," said Samantha, "Whether you like it or not."

"-And you'll be talking to Samwise," I said with a grin. Then, Gandalf's call rang out and it was time to set off again.

I don't know how long we'd been traveling for, hours maybe, even days and I spent most of it staring ahead of me, thinking, and gazing at Frodo.

Soon Samantha gave me a tap on the shoulder, "Now's your chance Millie," she said.

"Have fun in the back with Sam then." I said touching her on the shoulder before I headed in front with Frodo. Gandalf was a good few feet ahead of us, so he wouldn't linger around us or listen in on our conversation, I'm not trying to sound rude, FYI, cause I am not a mean person, I just, oh never mind. I glanced back to see that the three of us had split up, Sam and Sam were in the back, talking, Samantha walking old Bill, and Elizabeth was behind me talking to Legolas.

I gently tapped Frodo and he turned and looked at me. "So, how are you holding up?"

"What do you mean, oh yes, with the whole Ring-Bearer matter, fine I guess, how about you, how are you holding up?"

"Fine, I often think about my family and friends back home, and I haven't really talked to you much, you seemed kind of busy with this whole thing."

"Well, I'm not, I'm just kind of lonely, no one really talks to me, save for Gandalf and sometimes Aragorn, other than that, no one else really. Sorry if you actually thought I was too caught up in this quest for you to talk to me, I'm always open for you to talk to me."

"Same with me," I replied. We soon engaged in a lively conversation all morning until it was time for lunch. I'd made Frodo laugh a few times and he made me laugh too.

I sat on a rock next to Frodo and Samwise and my three friends watching as Boromir attempted to teach Merry and Pippin how to use their swords.

"Very good," said Boromir when the two had mastered another skill. Then Boromir began to mock fight with Pippin,

"Move your feet," instructed Aragorn.

"You did good Pippin," said Merry.

"Thanks," replied the younger hobbit. The three began the mock battle again until Boromir accidentally smacked Pippin's hand with the blade of the sword, Pippin dropped the sword.

"Oww!" he exclaimed.

"Sorry," said Boromir. Pippin responded by kicking him in the shin.

"Oww!" he yelped. Then Merry smacked him with his sword.

"Get him!" he said to Pippin. The two tackled him to the ground.

"For the Shire!" said Merry and they began to tickle his chest, all three laughing. I saw Aragorn smile and the three of us began to laugh and even Frodo managed to suppress a small chuckle.

"Alright, that's enough." Said Aragorn walking over and grabbing the back of their shirt collars, the two hobbits responded by tripping him and he fell over. Suddenly, we heard cawing overhead and we looked up.

"Spies of Sauron," said Gandalf, "Quick, hide!"

Everyone darted under rocks and little gullies until the whole fellowship was hidden from view, we waited there until we were positive all the spies were gone and set off again.

Several Days Later…..

The icy wind roared in my ears and the cold snow blew around me. It was quite deep and hard to walk in and I could tell the hobbits were struggling. Frodo lost his footing and tumbled down the hill; Aragorn raced to his side and helped him up. Suddenly Frodo touched his chest where the ring chain was supposed to be. Then, we looked to see Boromir pick up the chain and looked at the ring. Everyone fell silent and turned to look at him.

"Boromir….." said Aragorn.

Boromir said nothing to Aragorn and he began, ""It's a strange thing we should suffer so much fear and doubt, over such a small thing... such a small thing..."

"Boromir," Aragorn snapped, "Give the Ring to Frodo."

Boromir looked at Aragorn, "As you wish." He walked over to Frodo and held out the Ring, "I care not." Frodo jerked the Ring from Boromir's grip. Boromir smiled and chuckled, ruffling Frodo's hair roughly before walking ahead. I looked to see Aragorn take his hand from the handle of his sword.