A/N: How do you like it so far? Just remember to review. I've been having some difficulty getting people to do so. I just hope that it's still interesting to people, but I don't want to continue posting if people, shall we say, lose heart. I do know that if you review and like it, though, then I will keep posting. But if people lose heart, then I lose heart. Got it? Good. Now on with the story.

Disclaimer: I own nothing that Tolkien wrote.

We were a little ways into Lôthlorien when we met up with Haldir, one of my few but good friends. Oh, Celena, it's so good to see you. I thought that I wouldn't see you again after- I gave a silent motion to him to keep it zipped, since they didn't know yet. I was going to keep as much from them as I could for as long as I possibly could. Ah, yes. And who might these beings be?

These are my friends. This is Strider, Boromir, son of Gondor, Gimli, son of Gloin, Frodo, Meriadoc, Samwise, Pippin, and this is Legolas, son of Thranduil, King of Mirkwood. At this Haldir stared. Then he bowed respectfully.

Your Highness, it is a pleasure to meet you.

Please, call me by my name, for I do not like to be called by my title. He said casually, and with modesty ringing in his voice.

We walked until we came to the Celebrant, a swiftly moving river which was both deep and cold. Since they did not build bridges, we had to cross by rope. Ropes were put up as guides for those who were unable to balance on a single rope, being those who were not of Elven race. Legolas crossed just after me, but something in the river caught my eye. I figured out that it was just a sac a moment to late, and was thrown into the stream. They raced after me, and as I was fainting a pair of strong arms caught me. I was too weak from the waters to look and see who it was, or else I would have known that Legolas had jumped in after me, and had a rope around his waist. If I had gone much further, he wouldn't have been able to catch me. I fainted in his arms. When I awoke again, I was in warm, dry clothes. Dry?! How did that happen?! They all looked over, glad to see me awake again.

How do you fare, malady? Haldir was always one for formalities, and he was always concerned of others.

I think that I'm okay. Just a couple of scrapes and bruises.

You never were one to complain over a scrape or a bump, as most ladies would. You always did have the heart of a warrior.

Much more than that, from the way she fends off orcs. I think she is a warrior who is trapped in such a delicate body. The speaker was Legolas.

I may be a pretty face, but I am no more delicate than Gimli over there, and you wold do well to note that, Legolas. They all looked shocked, for not only did I not complain about a few scrapes, I was outspoken, more so than many men were.

I just laughed at the look on their faces. You all seem in awe that I am not the delicate flower that you had imagined, am I not correct?

The look that they had on their faces was enough to tell me that they needed no further persuasion. The only one who did not look surprised by this was Haldir. He had known me since before most of these beings were born, save the Elf. He just smiled in amusement, and I got up, a little dizzy at first because I had gotten up too fast, but then my head cleared and I was fine again. We walked into the depths of Lôthlorien, and I conversed with Haldir as we walked. Do you have any new news of happenings in Lôthlorien? Of one I speak particularly, and you know who that one is.

He is away at the moment, but I fear that he may return soon. Why do you run from the past, and why do you not allow your friends to tell authority?

It is not my place to tell, and I do not wish to go through life living in fear of him.

I sensed that there was something that he wasn't telling me, it was etched in his heart. But what it was, I could not tell. He had learned all too well to keep his heart closed around me, so this was surprising, since he never let his guard down. It must have really bothered him. Haldir, is there something that you aren't telling me?

No, why do you ask? He was sly. He knew very well that I could read hi heart.

You know very well why I ask. Now spit it out, before I have to force it out of you, and you know I can when I want to.

I was really hoping that I wouldn't have to tell you this just yet, but I know that you need to know. The same man tried the very same thing on your best friend, and she didn't get away so lucky. She has crossed over to the other side.

No, it can't be.

It is so, and worst of all, he got away with it. He can still wander freely, doing the same thing to whomever he pleases.

Do you know when he'll be back, even though I know you said you didn't?

Unfortunately, he's due to be back tonight.

A devious plot had formulated in my mind. I was going to give him the scare of his life, scare him into confession, and scare him from ever doing that again. We just had to wait until he arrived. I decided to let them see the Lady Galadriel by themselves. I had some business to take care of.(heehee)

A/N: So what'd ya think? I had a LOT of fun writing that last part, and next chapter will be even more fun to write. Be sure to R&R, and I think you'll like the next chapter if you like revenge, without bloodshed. Bye!!