Disclaimer: yah, you've heard it all before. Don't own anyone in this story, 'cept Bekki and Michelle. Budda bing, budda boom. There we go.

Chapter X

"Tararith! You're up! It's good to see you looking better!" Arwen hugged Bekki as she entered the banquet hall of Isengard.

"Yeah... Legolas finally got me up." Bekki smiled slightly as Arwen helped her over to a chair. The white wizard at the opposite end of the room smiled kindly as he walked over to her and cupped one of her hands.

"We have not been properly introduced." He said. "I am Gandalf, and you are Tararith, the Prince's bride-to-be, I understand?"

"That's right." Bekki replied as Gandalf drowned her hand with his other one. "It's a pleasure to meet you at last."

"As it is for me. I have heard much about you from the Prince and his companions. You seem a most remarkable she-elf." Gandalf smiled. "I am glad you are almost healed up. You had myself and my servants quite worried about your recovery."

"I'm sorry to have troubled you." Bekki apologised. "But all that needs to heal now is my wound under my arm, and that should heal in good time."

"Hopefully. We have tried all we can, and brought some Elves from Rivendell down to see your recovery." Gandalf stepped aside and Bekki stared at who was smiling at her.

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He had brown hair, and pointed ears, so he was an Elf. *AN: Bet'cha can guess who this is!* He was fairly tall and was smiling kindly. He had pale porcelain skin, much like Arwen's in fact, he looked remarkably like Arwen.

"Our healing has help you then, Tararith?" He asked.

"Uh... yes... thank you." Bekki replied, remembering her manners. The Elf took her hand and kissed it gently.

"I am Elrond. Of the House of Rivendell. Arwen's father." The Elf smiled.

"It's wonderful to meet you. Legolas has told me much about you and your home. It sounds beautiful." Bekki smiled. Elrond looked behind her at the blonde Elf who was making goo-goo eyes at her subconsciously.

"I'm glad the Prince has educated you in the worlds and ways of the Elves. I have heard from Arwen you have only been informed for your Elven attributes for a short time." Elrond said.

"She's right." Bekki stood up with some effort. "I've only known for about a month or so."

"Ah... and you are finding it easy." Elrond asked.

"Pretty much, yes." Bekki nodded.

"I am glad. You will be living in Mirkwood when you and the Prince are married?"

"Yeah, cause we're gonna have to rule it an' all." Bekki replied, forgetting that Elrond wouldn't understand her modern slang. "Sorry."

"It's alright." Elrond smiled at Arwen and Legolas. "You must rest now."

"Doctors orders, huh?" Bekki giggled and left with Legolas.

"So, what do you think of her chances Elrond?" Gandalf asked when Arwen, Legolas and Bekki had left.

"The blades that pierced her body were poisoned. It seems not to have affected her too much, but she will never heal completely." Elrond replied not looking at the white wizard. He took a sip from his wine glass and sighed thoughtfully. Gandalf placed his hat on the table and flopped down on a chair.

"The question is, do we tell Legolas, or not?" Elrond sighed.

"He knows..." Gandalf replied. "He already knows. He has known for sometime... and yet he still loves her..." He paused and looked up at Elrond. "There is nothing we can do."

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"Good night, Tararith." Arwen smiled as she shut the door behind her, leaving Legolas and Bekki alone. Bekki sighed as Legolas lifted her into his arms and carried her over to her bed. She placed her down gently and sat next to her, moving loose hair off her face with his fingers. She looked at him and smiled sleepily.

"You must be getting pretty sick of having to look after me, huh?" She laughed lightly.

"Not at all. I could think of nothing better to do with my time." Legolas smiled gently at her. He sat down on the edge of her bed and stared down at the floor. She doesn't know... He sighed clasping his hands together.

"Penny for your thoughts?" Bekki interrupted his train of thought and smiled at him from his left. Legolas laughed at her saying lightly and cupped her chin.

"I'd much prefer to know what you're thinking about. You're far more important to me." He kissed her gently and she settled back into her pillows. He leaned back into the pillows too, and she moved herself to rest on his chest. Legolas' ran his fingers through her hair as she began to talk and listened intently.

"I'm thinking about..." She paused. "My home." Legolas looked down at her head.

"Middle-Earth or your world?" He asked.

"Both." Came her reply. "My home in my world... it's so different to here... I'm just wondering if anyone really noticed I was missing, or if I wasn't around... what people thought about me not being there. And Michelle... if she'll go back of her own will or she'll stay here, cause, God forbid, she'll fall for one of your Mirkwood guards. She seems pretty keen on Corinath." She laughed a little and coughed suddenly. Legolas looked at her and she sat up still coughing with her hand up to her mouth. He saw something in her hand as she got up. It was blood, he was sure of it. But it wasn't a normal crimson color, like normal blood, it was a mixture of black Orc-like blood and human blood.

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Bekki came back over a minute later, smiling and settled herself back on his chest. Legolas smiled down at her small frame and held her protectively.

"And what of your home in Middle-Earth?" He asked.

"Which one?" Bekki asked. "I seem to have like, three or more on the go at the moment."

"Your Mirkwood home." Legolas replied. A small sigh uttered from Bekki's lips and she shifted on him.

"It'll be better, once we're back there." She said simply.

"Not long to go now. Just to Rivendell, then Bree and then to Hobbiton. Not far. A half month, or month at the most." Legolas told her. Bekki smiled to herself and looked up at Legolas.

"Now it's your turn to dish. What were you thinkin' about?" She asked. Legolas shifted awkwardly.

I can't tell her.... not now... not so close to Hobbiton... but it's wrong not too! His conscience was playing havoc on his brain. She deserves to know what will happen! One part of him was telling him. But the other was saying; She'll want to leave Middle-Earth if she does know.

"Hello? Legolas? Are you still with us?" Bekki broke his chain of thought again. He looked down at her and smiled.

"I'm still here... I'm just thinking... about what life will be like when we are married and when we have to rule over Mirkwood. I have no idea how to be a King." Legolas replied. Bekki giggled a little, her breathing coming unevenly.

"You'll be a great King. Don't you even start to worry about that." She smiled up at him. Legolas shifted making the two of them sit up and gazed at her face. "What?" Bekki cocked her head to one side at a questioning angle. Legolas smiled.

"Have I ever told you how beautiful you really are?" He said. Bekki's face colored red a little and she stared at her hands which were resting in her lap. Legolas smiled and moved her head up so he was able to see her face and lent in to kiss her. He kissed her deeply and gradually climbed on top of her.

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Chia: As you may have guessed, the next chapter WILL be a lemon, but I'm not writing that. Instead, someone who offered, Mirkwood Lady (THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!) Has written it for me, and I will post up after this chapter, but after I've run through it and made a few changes. OK. I'm sorry this took so long to come, but I'm going to try to add a new chapter to each of my main stories once a week. Okies. And I'm sorry if you think this is short, doesn't writers block suck? And I just wanna say, THANK YOU to everyone who's reviewed! I'm so thankful!

TTFN ya'll!

Chia!