Author Disclaimer: Hmmmmm, no. Not mine.

Nat's POV.

"Hey! Turn down the lights PLEASE!" Celeborn looked at me disapprovingly. Galadriel
just smiled.
*I know what you're thinking.....*
*Really? Is that so?*
*They are angry thoughts Natasha...*
*Hey lady! NO-ONE calls me by my full name. That includes you.*
*I'd say that you would be easily corrupted by the one Ring...*
*And I'd say it's time for you to close your pie-hole.* She looked rather put out. So
I'm pleased. Galadriel- nil. Nat- one.
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Lorien isn't such a bad place really, once you ignore all the elves wearing dresses, but
then you're fine. Hmmmm, it seems that Galadriel is a pot head. I mean she looks stoned out of
her mind.........
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All is so peaceful, the singing of the elves, just the general beauty of it all.....And
that means that Boromir, being the 'romantic' bloke that he is, is taking me for another walk.
It's like a repeat of Rivendell, me holding his arm....walking along together......you get the
picture. On our 'romantic walk' we spotted Emma looking in Galadriel's Mirror. Well, she calls
it a mirror, but everyone KNOWS that it's a bird bath. Hmmmm, Granny Galads doesn't look
too happy about it.
"I know what you saw.....you dirty little girl! Be off with you!!" Emma ran off
giggling. I REALLY don't want to know what she saw. Probably something invoving Frodo or
Aragorn. Gross.
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"It's a beautiful night, isn't it?" Boromir said.
"I guess."
"You look nice..." Oh PLEASE! Don't give me that old one again. Ok, be nice to him.
I smile. That should do the trick.....
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"Um. Boromir...Do you think we're being watched?" I asked, looked around. He
shook his head.
"No." I'm still not convinced though.
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Ok, now he keeps trying to get closer to me. I'm getting kinda freaked now.....
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"Uh, what are you doing?" Boromir blushes.
"I was......erm........I was......." I know perfectly well what he's after. I look him
in the eye.
"You want a kiss?" He nodded. A small squeak came from the bush in front of us.
Must be a mouse. Hmmmm. Do they even HAVE mice here? "God. All you had to do was ask."
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Closer......closer.....
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I'm impressed. He's quite a good kisser. I'd never have expected it of someone who still
has a cuddly toy and sucks his thumb. He's really getting into this now.....Heh heh....The
fun is just beginning....
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WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?! A flash has just lit up our little area. We spring
apart.
"What was that?" Boromir asked.
"I don't....." It dawned on me. "Flash.....Camera. Oh crap..."
"What's wrong?"
"It's nothing. It's just someone took a photo of us...." Emma jumps out of the bush.
I roll my eyes. What a surprise. She REALLY is determined, isn't she?
"HA! I have now got photographic evidence that you were kissing him." She smirks.
"See. I TOLD you we were being watched." I sigh. "Why do you keep doing this?
Is it to make a point?" I asked her.
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Next day, Emma is STILL not leaving off. I am starting to think that she doesn't get
out enough.
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Off again. This time in boats. Great.
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We all got presents from Galadriel, I say all of us, I mean everyone except Emma and
me. Frodo got some crappy star, big wow. Emma seems impressed with it. I think I'll leave her
to it.
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We've landed. And Frodo has disappeared. As a matter of fact, so has Boromir.
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Emma is flirting with Aragorn, even though she KNOWS he's going out with Ditzy.
The strange thing is.....It's ACTUALLY working. Bloody hell, what IS the world coming to?
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I'm getting bored now. So I get up and leave 'em to it.
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Who's that?
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Oookkkk. Boromir is on the floor, crying. Riiigggghhttt. Better sort it out then.
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Frodo has run away. Brilliant. Damn the stupid bugger.
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I walk off.
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(AN: My breathing is getting increasing frequent now. Calm. God I hate this bit....)
The horn of Gondor. Boromir is in trouble!! Shit!
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Bollocks. The stupid bastard orc is bearing down on Boromir. I notice that he has
three arrows in his chest. I feel a sudden wave of anger come over me.
"OI!! A-HOLE!" I march over to him. He snarls and points his bow towards me.
I raise my eyebrows. "Oh. So you want a piece of me. Bring it on Ugly!"
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Thank god. Aragorn has arrived to finish the twat off. Boromir is lying on the floor.
I go over to him. (AN: Oh shit. I'm gonna start crying....)
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Aragorn comes over too. He talks with Boromir.
(AN: I'm increasingly getting worse....)
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"I would have followed you, my brother, my captain, my king." I can't take it any
longer. I cry my eyes out. (AN: I am shaking really badly now.) Boromir dies. I look up at Aragorn and
the others. Something inside me snaps. I grab my sword. Everyone is looking at me.
"Bye. It's been nice knowing you." I raise the sword and stab myself in the stomach.
Well, that WOULD have happened if Aragorn hadn't stopped me.
"You mother fucker!!" I screamed and I ran away. Not very far. Only back to the boats.
But at least I'm on my own. I think I'm going psycho......But I don't care....The bastards
deserve to die.....And I'm gonna be the one who makes sure of it.