A/N: Ok well this chapter jumps POV quite quickly, so I'm sorry if it is a little confusing!

'Thank you, milady, for taking me out today.'

'Legolas, it was nothing. And please do not be so formal! It was only a shopping trip!' Vikki smiled as she rang the doorbell to Jessica's ground floor flat. They stood in silence for a few minutes, waiting for the door to be answered.

'That's strange' said Vikki, when there was no reply.

'Maybe she's gone out' Legolas noticed the worried expression on Vikki's face. She turned to him.

'You know you have really sensitive hearing…'

'Yes, why?'

'Can you hear anything going on in there?' Vikki nodded her head in the direction of the flat.

Legolas put his ear to the door.

'There is nothing.'

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Dave relaxed his grip, dropping his hand to his side when he heard the doorbell go.

'Expecting anyone?'

Jessica, massaging her aching throat, replied 'Vikki said that she would come over. She knows that I am in. She will think it strange if I do not answer.'

'She will go away, if she thinks that you have gone out. Don't make a sound' he threatened, leering at her then proceeding to close all her blinds. 'We don't want her staring in the windows, now, do we?'

'She…she has a spare key. She will let herself in.'

'Liar. You never gave anyone a key to this precious little flat of yours.' Dave stepped closer, and she could feel his breath on her face.

'Don't touch me!' she yelled, hoping that Vikki could hear her from outside. Dave raised a hand, slapping her swiftly across her cheek.

'Then don't give me cause to.'

Suddenly they heard an urgent banging on the door.

'Jessica! I know you're in there! Open up!'

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'Keep listening. The moment you hear something, tell me.'

Legolas was straining to hear a slight movement. 'Hold on…there is a noise…a kind of rustling…something being pulled down.'

'Her blinds' Vikki confirmed, face whitening. Legolas, noticing this sudden change of complexion, began to get worried.

'Why does it matter if she fails to answer her door?' Vikki was about to reply when there was a yell that even she could hear: 'don't touch me!'

She began to bang on the door. 'Jessica! I know you're in there! Open up!' She softly swore when there was no response.

'Why on earth are you calling her 'Jessica'?'

'Because that is her name. Goodness me, did you not even know her name?' A shocked expression came over Vikki, but it was quickly displaced with one of fear.

'Legolas, we have to get in to her flat. Can you kick the door down?' He nodded, and one kick later that a karate master would have been proud of and they were inside.

'Jessica!' Vikki tried to spot her best friend in the gloom. The door shut with a soft click behind them. Both spinning round they saw before them a young man with a strangely calm expression on his face. Not giving him a chance to speak, Vikki demanded:

'What have you done with Jessica? This is not very funny, Dave, I can assure you.'

'That is very impolite, Victoria. What makes you think that I have done anything to her?'

'She is locked in the bathroom' Legolas claimed. Dave almost jumped at the sight of another man. He had not noticed Legolas before.

'Oh she is, is she? What makes you think that?'

'If she is not, then you won't mind me checking' Legolas started to make his way briskly towards the bathroom, but Dave grabbed his arm tightly.

'You shouldn't do that, if you know what is good for you.' Legolas casually brushed his arm away, the grip Dave had him in barely noticeable on his strong bow arm, and continued his way to the bathroom.

'Almare! Please open the door. You are safe now.' When there was no response, a smiled played across Dave's face. So she had chosen to obey him. How interesting…

Legolas was still not convinced. 'Amin dele ten'lle, lle anta amin tu?'

('I am worried about you, do you need help?')

Dave was now confused. He didn't know that Jessica could understand foreign languages, though what language it was he didn't know.

'Ed' i'ear ar' elenea, tua amin!' ('by the sea and the stars, help me!') Jessica's voice came loud and strong from the bathroom, as Legolas forced the door open. Dave stood with his mouth open, not sure what his next course of action should be.



Jessica was sitting in the empty bath, shaking with fear. Her mascara had run with her tears. When she looked at Legolas, he took a swift intake of breath. She had a scratched and red neck, a split lip, and a handprint firmly impaled on her cheek. As well as fear, her expression was the same as the day that he had visited her in that drab cell in Mirkwood: closed and untrusting.

He ran over to Jessica, and embraced her. Brushing her hair from her eyes, he picked her up and carried her to the bedroom.

'Legolas, thank you.' Her eyes suddenly widened 'He's still in my house! Oh my god! I have to get him out!' She jumped up, trying to get out of the bedroom, restrained by Legolas.

'I will get rid of him. You are not strong enough.'

Jessica shook her head. 'I have to do this' she murmured, reaching for the door handle. Legolas followed her out of the room.

'Jessica!' Vikki ran to her friend's side and tried to make Jessica lean on her shoulder, but she refused the help. Standing as straight as she could, she coldly said 'I have told you all you need to know. Please leave.' She was showing her training as an elf princess – assertive and calm in every situation. But Dave was not convinced.

'Not all, not nearly all. For one, you have not explained your friend to me.' He glared Legolas. Vikki put a hand onto his arm to stop him rising to the challenge. She had an idea. Gazing into Legolas' eyes, she simpered 'He's my boyfriend, aren't you?' She stepped on his foot, persuading him to play along.

'Er, yes, of course I am.' Vikki did not think that the answer was convincing enough, so, much to the surprise of everyone present, she grabbed him by the collar and engaged him in a long passionate kiss. When it ended, she held his hand lightly. Dave raised an eyebrow. He still had one more trick up his sleeve. Stepping suffocatingly close to Jessica, he bent down as if he were going to tie his bootlace. He concealed something in his hand and stood up.

'Go away, David' Jessica commanded, taking a step backwards only to find her back against the wall. As quick as lightening he brought his fist up to her stomach and revealed his last resort: a closed flick knife, which was now pressed against her.

A/N: oooh, what is going to happen? Sorry if that chapter wasn't as good as the rest, but it was quite difficult to write in places ;-)

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