I'm back! Anyway, thank you for all of your ideas about the Boromir scenario, they were so helpful! I am actually back on track now!

Anyway, I am going to have to make him go a bit off the rails first, and this chapter gives it more background I think, instead of just going straight from Lorien to Amon Hen. There will probably be quite a few of these types of chapters, because no one just wants to read a movie script!

Anyway, enjoy and thank you for sticking with it!

Disclaimer- I own nothing to do with LOTR.

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"Row row row your boat, gently down the stream!" Kate sang for the millionth time that hour. I joined in for the first few rounds, but there are only so many times you can listen to the same bloody rhyme.

"Kate, please stop singing that!" I cried, collapsing back in the boat. It rocked slightly, causing Gimli to grab hold of the side, his face contorted in fright.

"Stop doing that Lass! Sit up or lay down, but just keep still!" he half yelled, looking warily at the cold water below.

"Sorry" I replied lazily, moving to sit just in front of Legolas, who was paddling the boat. I leant against one side, staring into the clear water below.

"Hey Kate, I forgot to ask, what was your gift?!" I called over to her, successfully shutting up her singing.

"A new sword! You should see the engravings, it has a really interesting-"

"Kate" I cut her off "As much as I am interested in the scratches on your new piece of metal, I do have a life to live"

I heard her huff, a classic sign of disappointment in my friend.

"No you don't" she replied after a minute.

"Don't what?"

"Have a life"

"Of course I do!" I replied indignantly

"No you don't. You are stuck on a boat, where we stop only to go to the toilet and you have to sleep in a cramped and confined space with a dwarf" she shot back. I glared at her.

"I bet you don't mind sharing the 'cramped and confined space' with Aragorn" I muttered to myself, before wincing as Legolas 'accidently' whacked me over the head with the back of the paddle.

Charming.

"Did you receive anything else?" I asked her as I shot him a glare, to which he only replied with a smirk.

"A dagger concealed as a hair pin" she replied, pulling it out of her hair and waving it in the air to show me.

"That's so cool!" I replied, kneeling to get a better view, something that sent Gimli into a complete tizzy.

"Yeah, apparently I will need it in the future" she said with a tinge of worry.

"Probably to mark a tree or something" I replied, trying to calm her. She won't need it for anything serious I'm sure. Hopefully.

"We shall stop here to rest. We continue on as soon as possible" Aragorn said. If his red cheeks are anything to go by, I'm pretty sure he heard my comment about Kate and confined spaces.

I should probably say sorry about that.

HA.

Nah.

We all clambered out of the boats, wincing as various joints cracked as we did so. You would not believe how limited the space is with those boats. You would think that Kate and I could have our own, but I don't think they trusted us enough for that.

I can't think why.

"Can we light a fire?" Sam asked eagerly. The Hobbits are undoubtedly thinking about food again. It seems to be in their minds a lot.

"No Sam, for we cannot stay here." Aragorn replied grimly. I felt the hairs rise on the back of my neck. Surely we have a few more night until Amon Hen?

"Aragorn...I assume we are stopping to sleep on the ground one night?" I asked tactfully.

"Yes, I plan to stop and rest at Amon Hen, and perhaps even one night before then" he replied

"And how far is it to Amon Hen?" I asked innocently, aware that Kate had moved a little closer to listen too.

"Three days by boat, why?" Aragorn replied, a confused note in his voice.

"No reason" Kate cut in quickly, grabbing me by the arm. "Emma has always taken a like to Geography"

Utter Crap. I HATE Geography.

Aragorn seemed to accept this though, as he moved into the trees, probably to go do his...business.

Admittedly, the toilets in Lorien hadn't been state of the arts, but I am beginning to lose count of the amount of times I have had to Pee behind a bush. It's really not the most pleasant experience, especially when you think you're going to be attacked every time your trousers get anywhere near your ankles.

Sorry, too much information right there.

"I shall paddle for the night, elf" I heard Gimli say.

WHAT?

"I can do it if you want" I offered quickly. Even the thought of having to share a sleeping area with Legolas makes me feel a bit shy and odd. Even if that sleeping area is the bottom of a boat.

"I won't hear of it lass!" Gimli said. Brilliant, the one time he decides to be helpful! At least if Legolas was rowing I could leave a gap between Gimli and me, as he is so short. And even if I was rowing...yeah we would probably get lost and then capsize, but it would save a lot of probable embarrassment.

"If you insist. I shall take over after an hour of rest" Legolas replied.

I can't quite decide if I'm extremely glad that he said that, or really REALLY not.

Now I'm scared. I really shouldn't be, but I promised myself I would not fall any further for him. Having to sleep in really close proximity to him is not going to help. I am now going to stress about how I sleep...what if I move around too much? What if I snore? OH GOD.

To distract myself, I looked around the members of our group, assessing what they were each doing.

The Hobbits were all huddled together, wrapping together in a cocoon of cloaks. They seem to be constantly cold right now, the poor things.

Legolas and Gimli were busy squabbling over some pointless topic. Those two have a proper love-hate relationship...I have never seen the likes of it to this extreme before.

Aragorn is...still gone.

I turned a full circle, looking for the familiar head of dark hair with streaks of blonde. She was sitting near to the boats, drawing patterns in the sandy mud. Fair enough.

My eyes came to rest on Boromir, who was sitting on a rock, staring straight ahead with an angry expression.

The well known question arose, to disturb or not to disturb?

I followed his eye line, before freezing when I saw what they came to rest on. Frodo.

Definitely disturb!

"Hey Boromir!" I said loudly, skipping over and plopping myself down next to him "How's it going?"

He didn't even appear to hear me. His eyes remained locked on my friend, not even blinking.

Um...

"Boromir?" I asked, poking him in the side. His head snapped in my direction, his face twisted into a sneer. I stood quickly at the sheer intensity of it. Blimey, that ring really must have some weird power. Kate and I have yet to feel it...I really can wait until the day that we do.

Luckily for me, Aragorn took that opportunity to stride into the area, took him long enough.

"We depart" he said clearly, before pushing the boat into the water and helping Kate, Frodo and Sam into it. Yes, their boats were bigger than ours, as they each have four people to carry. Though...the Hobbits aren't exactly big.

"Aragorn...I really think we ought to rest here. Surely it would be unwise to travel such difficult paths in the dark?" Legolas argued.

Aragorn sighed, clearly having an inner battle with himself.

"Think of your companions. They are all weary and in need of rest"

Aragorn looked to Kate for a second, who was looking admittedly a little rough around the edges. Being cooped up in those boats for that amount of time really does things to you.

Finally, he nodded and stepped back out of the boat, brining some supplies with him. The company sighed in relief, several of them shooting Legolas grateful looks as they laid their bedrolls down.

I couldn't agree more. I can roll around as much as I like now!

Wait...what if he said that because he didn't want to sleep anywhere near to me? Does he have something against me?

Hold on, a minute ago I was really chuffed with sleeping on the ground...am I never happy? Ughhhh...

But what if he really doesn't want to be anywhere near to me? Ouch...that thought hurt.

"I shall take first watch" Gimli offered, glaring when anyone went to refuse. I looked up from where I was lying face down on the floor.

"I shall take second" I offered, copying Gimli's glare as several people went to protest "I am just as much a part of this Fellowship as you. Both Kate and I shall take watches. There really is no point in trying to stop us" I said defiantly. They closed their mouths again, a smart choice.

"Wake me when it is my watch" I mumbled, before lying on my side on my bedroll and allowing my eyes to glaze over in the mind wandering elves like to call sleep.

What felt like just minutes later, someone was shaking my shoulder again, in an attempt to get me awake. What do they want with me?

"Lass"

"What?" I groaned back, attempting to swat the intruder away

"It is your watch, though Legolas is happy to take it if you do not wish to"

"No, it's fine" I said, sitting up. I will not let someone else take the watch I offered to do. They would see me as weak beyond belief then.

Instead, I bid Gimli goodnight, before standing at the very edge of the camp, looking out into the trees. At least, I think this is what you do when you keep watch...it's what they do in all the movies anyway. That or sit around the campfire, our nonexistent campfire. It's bloody freezing out here.

After ten minutes, I started to get bored. Standing there and getting a bad back is not going to help anyone.

Instead, I retrieved my new archery set from next to my bed roll.

Luckily, we had been specifically told to keep all of our protective gear on at all times, as danger could happen at any time. It isn't exactly the most comfortable thing to do, but they are probably right, and it saves me a lot of trouble now.

I stood on the edge of the bank near to the water, standing opposite the trees.

I decided to aim at a tree a good fifty metres away. Legolas said that I ought to be getting further away every time. This looks a hell of a long way.

I strung an arrow, taking a deep breath, before I pulled it back and released it as fast as I could, smiling to myself as it made a satisfying thud as it hit my target.

I did this a few more times, successfully managing to form a clump of arrows on that one tree, and only missing twice. Well, we can't have everything.

I pulled back another arrow, lining it up to a thinner tree standing next to my original target, before releasing and smiling as it hit it dead on. At least I have something to defend myself with...though these targets aren't moving...or alive. Gulp.

"You have improved hugely" a voice commented, making me jump about four feet in the air. I placed my hand over my heart, glaring down at Legolas who was sitting on his bedroll with a smug smile on his face.

"Please warn me next time you are going to do that!" I cried in a whisper, desperately trying to calm my heart rate.

"My apologies" he said seriously. I sighed and started to walk into the wood, only half aware he picked up his bow and followed me, his eyes sweeping around the area nervously.

"Do you feel it?" he asked me.

"Feel what?" I questioned, looking around at the trees.

"The voices. The darkness that plagues these lands" he replied, his body tense.

"Nope." I said nonchalantly as I began to wiggle the arrows carefully out of the tree.

"You do not?" he asked, surprised

"No, I am too bust focusing on the creature that has been tracking us. Gollum" I said with a sigh. I may as well use my knowledge to my advantage...I don't want to look a complete idiot in front of him! That would be too normal...

"Yes, he has followed us since Moria" Legolas commented. Damn him!

"Observant one aren't you?" I teased as I slid my last arrow into the quiver.

I never got a reply though, as one minute we were standing casually in the forest and the next I was shoved roughly behind a huge tree with Legolas pressing his form against me. What the hell?

"Leg-"

"Shh" he snapped, pressing his finger against my lips.

I stood there in silence, trying desperately to think of anything other than his body crushed against mine, and the very well defined muscles I could feel beneath his tunic.

Who am I kidding, that is literally all I could think of, stuff the danger.

My breath became catchy and uneven as he dropped his head lower, pressing the side of his cheek against my hair.

"Do not even breathe" he whispered, his breath washing over the tip of my ear and he pulled his cloak over the both of us, camouflaging us both.

SHIIIITTTT...I never realised elf ears were so sensitive. To say I shuddered is a huge understatement. And to make it worse, he put it down to being scared, and held me tighter to him. This is not helping! I am not supposed to like him more than a friend!

Why do I get put in the most difficult of situations? Jeez!

I froze though, as someone stalked past us, their cloak concealing their face.

"Mine" the person muttered, clenching their fists at their sides. "It should be mine!"

I know that voice...I think.

"I should take it for my own!" the male continued, turning slightly. I raised one eyebrow, asking myself what idiot walks around in the Middle of a forest talking to himself about random things.

However, I felt Legolas stiffen all over as his face came into view.

Boromir.

Well, that's a pretty big turn of events. I do not like this! Can I just go to sleep and pretend it never happened?

"Stay here" Legolas said almost silently, before he crept off, leaving me utterly alone, bar Boromir...Who is out of his mind.

I take it all back! Come back Legolas!

Boromir whispered again, his voice was his own, but not...he sounded almost...possessed.

"Take it to my city! Father would be so proud...we would rule over all!" he said triumphantly.

I growled under my breath, before storming over to Boromir, my face like thunder. I probably should have thought about what I was doing, but my feet seemed to move by their own accord.

"SNAP OUT OF IT!" I shouted, before slapping him round the face. Hard.

Oops. Then again he deserved it this time. As much as I like Boromir... that was not the real him. Whoever that was deserves a huge kick up the ass.

Boromir staggered back under the blow, before towering over me, his face murderous. I guess I just need to slap him harder.

However, before I could get anywhere, he grabbed my wrist, twisting it behind me. I cried out as it cracked in protest. It better not be broken, or he is seriously going to pay.

"You should know better" he whispered menacingly in my ear. I bit my lip, trying to stop the tears from falling and think of a witty answer, the hardest multitasking I have had to do in my entire life.

"Let go of me, this isn't you!" I said in a wobbly voice, struggling against his grip. He held me tighter, his face twisted into a feral sneer. Nice one Emma, a real witty answer there.

He laughed, but instead of the light, happy sound I was used it, it was cold and mean.

"What do you want from me?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper.

"I want nothing from you, stupid child" he whispered

"You better leave Frodo alone!" I threatened, trying to kick at his shins. I panicked as Boromir threw me on the floor, standing over me in rage. I did the only thing I could think of at the time.

I screamed.

It was a piercing sound that bounced through the whole of the forest. Hell, those in Lorien probably heard it.

And then my world went black.

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Ta-dah! I know...Boromir went completely mad, but I need him to!

Anyway, for those of you who were confused about the last chapter, there is nothing wrong with Aragorn and Kate, you'll just have to wait and see what was around his neck *insert evil laugh here*

Kate is just really shy about all the romantic stuff, as she has no idea what is going on between her and Aragorn, and we don't know what was said during that conversation...

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed, let me know what you think. Just review! :P