Note From Author: I am SO sorry I haven't been able to update as much as I'd like to. I started school this week and I've been really busy. However, this particular story is more than half done, and I will faithfully keep writing until I have finished. Updates will be as often as I can, probably three or four chapters on a regular week. Thank you so much for faithfully reading my material. I have been writing a few poems, more will be up soon. They aren't great, poetry was never my strength, but I've been told they aren't bad either. Now, back to the story…

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

            Savina sat motionless, hardly daring to breathe, close to Legolas. She wanted this, didn't she?

            Legolas looked at his hands, "I admit that I didn't want you to come on this journey with us."

            Savina looked at him sharply, what was he trying to say?

            He continued, "but I am glad you came after all."

            Pain, slight at first, then steadily getting worse, erupted in her head.

            Legolas didn't notice, he was still looking at his hands, "I have been so isolated from everything, even before I joined the Fellowship." He chuckled, then was abruptly silent.

            Savina tried to shut her eyes against the pain, but she couldn't move, couldn't breathe. Her entire body was numb and paralyzed. She tried to scream, tried to open her mouth, tried to get her lips to form the words, "help me," but she couldn't move.

            Suddenly Legolas looked at her, his voice quieter, "I'd forgotten what it was like to care for someone in…in a way different than friendship."

            She was hardly paying attention, fighting to regain control of her body.

            Abruptly, she felt her body relax, her head turn toward Legolas, and her mouth curve into a smile.

            Legolas leaned toward her, his voice low, "these past few days have been…insane, but," he paused and put his hand on her cheek, "I just wanted to tell you that I've been watching you these last few days, and…" He leaned toward her.

            Savina could feel his hand caressing her cheek, could feel the warmth from his body, but she couldn't move. Then her body began to move again, on its own accord. Her arms slid around his neck, as if to kiss his back, but then her hands settled around his neck and began to squeeze.

            Choking, Legolas pulled back and pried her hands off of his neck, looking confused and hurt.

            She could move again.

            Savina looked down at her hands in amazement, she could move again, then, she looked up at Legolas.

            He was rubbing his neck and stared at her in horror.

            "Legolas," she jumped to her feet, "I…I didn't do it, I don't know what happened, I was paralyzed and I could move, then my body started moving against my control-" she reached out to him.

            He shrank away from her.

            She could feel tears burning in her eyes, "you have to believe me, it wasn't me! I got a pain in my head and then I couldn't move-" She stepped toward him, cornering him between her bed and the wall.

            Legolas was still rubbing his neck, though she hadn't squeezed that long or that hard.

            Savina grabbed his arm, "please!"

            Shuddering, Legolas jerked his arm away from her as he if had been burned and tried to push past her.

            Desperately, Savina half-tackled him onto the bed, trying to pin him. She knew he was twice as strong as she was, but she wasn't thinking clearly. She succeeded in pushing him onto his back on the bed and sitting on top of him.

            He put his hands on her shoulders and tried to push her off, but he only succeeded in pushing her up a little bit, she clung to him. Suddenly his eyes fell on something at her neck and he gasped.

            She glanced down; her silver dragon had fallen out from her tunic and was shining against her neck.

            Legolas snatched it from her neck, breaking the cord of fine hair that held it, "what is this?"

            "I found it."

            "So you put it on?"

            "Well, yes, it's just a necklace."

            Legolas snorted, "this could be anything, it could be a token of evil." He paused; "maybe this is what made you…" he trailed off and looked at her, as if wondering if she really hadn't had control of her body.

            "I didn't do it!"

            He nodded and looked down at the small, harmless-looking dragon. Seeming to realize he was still holding it, he tossed it onto the bed as if it were something foul. "We should tell Aragorn."

            Suddenly a sound at the window made them both jump.