A/N: Chapter four. We now come back to the Fellowship.

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The fellowship had been rowing tirelessly all night, and Sam had no more tears left to cry. His sorrow had even had an impact on Pippin, who had just realised the situation after countless times of being explained it to by Merry, while at the same time Merry was trying to comfort Sam and row the boat at the same time. Pippin was whimpering slightly by now.

Leading in the front boat was Legolas, deep in thought. Aragorn was gently paddling his oar and steering the boat forwards. Suddenly, a screech from behind made him look sharply up.

"What is it Gimli?" he barked, quite alarmed at the sudden disturbance.

"Boromir made me get my beard wet! Make him stop or I shall have to stop him myself!" Gimli whined.

"Boromir, stop. Don't make things difficult," Legolas sighed unconsciously and looked out over the river.

"He started it!" Boromir shouted stubbornly, causing Gimli to nudge him to stay quiet and to cause a minor scuffle in the boat.

No answer.

"Legolas? Hello! Calling the elf down to Middle Earth!"

Still no answer.

Legolas only looked towards the bank sharply, then sighed and bowed his head again.

"Legolas? What is it?" Aragorn whispered as he kept a hold on the oar to slow down the boat.

"Oh nothing… it's just… I thought I heard Frodo, or something… wait-" he looked up towards the Eastern Shore quickly again.

"What? What do your elf eyes see?" Aragorn asked again.

"There is something there," Legolas whispered and gestured for the fellowship to duck in their boats. Legolas crouched down and pulled out his bow. He quietly slotted an arrow into position; the fellowship could now hear muffled shouts of anger from somewhere on the shore. Then silence. Suddenly, a branch snapped.

"There!" Aragorn pointed and Legolas quickly shot. A yell of surprise came from inside the bush, but the arrow went straight into the tree, as to scare whoever it was.

"It doesn't look anything dangerous," he whispered to himself, "Come out. Now! You are surrounded." He cried to the shore. Silence.

"Come out now! You are surrounded!" Aragorn called again impatiently. Then slowly, a pair of luminous wide blue eyes peered from under the leaves. If given a different situation, this would almost be comical.

"What do you want?" It asked.

"Come down, out of there! We've caught you in the act. Show yourself!" Legolas yelled while crouching.

"NO!" the reply was.

"Out now, or I shall have to spear!" Legolas called again.

"What?"

"Do you want me to say this in a different language? Do you not understand the common speech? You are speaking it yourself!"

"I'm not coming out-- Legolas?" the eyes stared wide in amazement.

Legolas suddenly looked suspiciously, "Who are you? And how do you know me?"

"That is business that I think your… companions would find boring and wouldn't need to know anyway!"

"How do you know us? Are you a spy?"

"Who, me? No! I'll prove it," the person climbed out of the bush with some difficulty, cursing as he went. He stood up and walked out to the shore. He was dressed in black, but his wide eyes were a sky blue and he had untidy short brown hair. He would have been smart if the bush had not dishevelled him.

"What-" Legolas furrowed his brow, "Elijah? But- how? It's been such a long time!" he grinned slightly in surprise.

"I know," 'Elijah' nodded, "and what's wrong with… him… and him?" Elijah waved a hand toward the boat that Merry was steering.

"Get into the boat and I'll explain on the way, unless you have business?" Legolas raised an eyebrow as he steered the boat towards the shore.

"Me? No. I've 'retired' for years... budge up, then please!" Elijah laughed as he climbed into the boat. He turned around, and his eyes darted from each member of the Fellowship to the next… "hi."

The rest of the Fellowship gasped and stared in such surprise that Sam nearly fell out in his boat, "Frodo!" Sam cried, and looked so hopeful that you felt sorry for him.

Elijah became confused, "Fro... do? I'm sorry, you got the wrong—"

"Oh." He looked disappointed and worried again.

"What's up with them? And who's…" he hesiated at the name "…Ffrrrodo?" Elijah asked Legolas.

"I'll explain on the way." Legolas murmured back to him as they passed on through the river Anduin once more.

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Another chapter soon, and it might be a tad late. :S Sorry if so.