I winced as we walked along a particularly rough terrain. We'd been trekking along for days and I was losing hope that we would ever reach our destination.

Groaning I bent over, trying to stretch out the feeling of discomfort.

Pippin stopped along side me. "What is wrong lady Annie?"

His eyes were wide as he surveyed me.

"It's nothing." I hissed, trying not to wince again.

He gently patted my shoulder with a look of pity.

The group was ahead of us and they all glanced back at me. Legolas rolled his eyes. "She is being dramatic, do not pay attention to her antics."

Asshole.

I huffed and continued walking. Legolas slowed so I caught up to him.

"We are almost to our destination Annie, please refrain from causing a scene."

I gaped at him. "A scene? You think that's what I'm trying to do?"

His indignant face showed that's exactly what he thought. It pissed me off.

"I have a fucking UTI you asshole" I gritted out.

The group all turned their heads to stare. Aragorn and Boromir looked shocked at my language while the hobbits seemed a bit scared.

Legolas blinked.

"Not that you even know what that is but it's something completely normal that females get. Especially from dehydration and not getting any sleep or not wearing any fucking underwear in the wilderness and peeing in bushes. All of which I'm experiencing."

I could have swore I saw a blush on his cheeks. "Lady Annie we are almost to Lothlorien."

"What the hell is Lothlorien?"

Legolas looked ahead. "It is a dwelling place of my kind. Lady Galadriel and her mate Celeborn may have answers as to why you came back."

I frowned. "Do you think they can help me go home?"

He tensed as we continued walking side by side. "I do not know. The last time you came into this world was just as sudden, as well as your departure."

"So I just disappeared? What happened?"

Legolas shook his head and looked like he was in pain, like the weight of the world was on his shoulders.

"Please just tell me what happened when I was here last time. I really have no memories. This is really confusing for me and I'm sorry I've been kind of a bitch."

Wow. Look at me being nice.

I glanced over my shoulder. The rest of the group was lagging behind. Probably from both the grief of losing our fellow comrades and to keep a close eye on Frodo.

And to give Legolas and I space to talk I realized.

Jaw clenching and not looking at me he spoke. "You stumbled into the borders of my kingdom the woodland realm. You stayed for quite some time within our lands."

"Okay could you elaborate on how that ended with us getting married please."

This conversation seemed to be the last thing he wanted to do.

"After time my father, the king, began to trust you and we became...close."

I raised my eyebrows. "...Close?"

He still wouldn't look at me. "It was slow at first, we were just comrades in the beginning. Then one night we became more."

"You're being very vague. Did we bang or what?"

Legolas whipped his head around and stared at me. "Bang?"

I scoffed at him. "Don't look at me like that! I'm just trying to figure out what happened here. You're the only one who knows everything that happened."

"We...were intimate, if that is what you are asking."

I nodded my head and side eyed him, thinking about how I could never see this hard ass ever expressing any sort of romantic feelings towards anyone.

Silence ensued and I thought back to my life at home. As far as a was concerned I was still very much a virgin. Which I did not want to be. At all.

You see, every time I'd ever tried I would become consumed with an overwhelming fear, or something disastrous would happen that would stop it.

I remember multiple times when a guy had expressed interest in me and we would make it past just a simple kiss that an entire bookshelf would fall over, or someone would burst through the door, or he would get an emergency call and have to leave.

This entailed years of being made fun of by my friends as cursed.

Trust me I wanted nothing more than to lose the so called curse but I could never get past kissing, if it even got that far at all.

It was quite frustrating because I did indeed have needs, and those needs had to be met by my imagination late at night or in the shower.

It was strange, those times I'd give in to my body. I could never imagine a specific face. In fact I never could remember any face or voice at all. Just strong hands and a gentle but rough mouth teasing and touching me.

The one time I confided this to my friends they thought I was crazy and tried to set me up on a blind date that night.

It ended in disaster. The guy got hit by a car on his way over to meet me at some bar downtown. My virginity still intact.

The guy was fine by the way.

There were scary and helpless times when my body acted involuntary. Most of the time it was late at night that I would touch myself to the vague visions of the faceless man above me, but sometimes it was not so convenient. Randomly at work I would get warm all over and start imagining him running his tongue down my... well you know.

I would have to hurry to the bathroom and wait until the feeling washed over me, not being able to stop it. Countless times I was left panting and flushed in the stall with no way to touch myself but to just wait till my body calmed down.

I looked over at Legolas now.

There was absolutely no way this stuck up rude individual could make me feel that way. He couldn't even look me in the eye.

I was mad now. I knew at this point it wasn't a prank or some episode of What Would You Do, especially after the monsters that chased us.

At this point I was pretty sure none of the people I was traveling with knew what was happening either. It frustrates me because I don't know who to put my blame on and now I have this annoying blonde man telling me some story about myself I have no recollection of.

It was like my free will had been taken from me and I didn't like it.

"Were we in... love or was it some sort of arranged marriage."

Legolas had an unreadable expression on his face and didn't answer for a moment.

After a minute I didn't think he would answer.

"In love." He said in a low breath, before walking ahead of me with long strides.

I gaped at him. There's was absolutely no way.

Me? In love with that guy?

I scoffed and slowed my pace so the rest of the group caught up with me. Merry and Pippin matched my step beside me and gave small smiles.

I frowned them. "There is absolutely no fucking way I was married to that guy by choice."

They startled at my words but Pippin let out a small giggle. "Aye lady Annie. I don't think I have ever seen a match that made less sense that the two of you."

I nodded my head before surveying them. "How are you guys holding up?"

Merry gave me a solemn look. "We still cannot believe he is gone."

"I'm so sorry for your loss. He seemed like a wonderful person."

I saw Aragorn out of the corner of my eye scouting ahead with Legolas. They were both gazing in the distance towards the shimmer of a large forest.

That must be Lothlorien.

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