Gimli sat by Legolas for hours, watching him rest. Legolas's eyes stirred, as he opened them slowly. His head hurt badly, and he wondered what happened. "Gimli?" he asked.

"Legolas! You're awake! How are you feeling?"

"My head hurts a bit, but other than that, I'm fine." He replied.

"We're in Rivendell now, do you want me to get the others?"

"Yes, I would like to see them." As Gimli went to get the Fellowship, Legolas remembered what had happened with the Ringwraiths. He was suddenly fighting them, as one came behind him and stabbed his chest. He looked over and saw Aragorn sleeping peacefully beside him, with Arwen beside him. "Arwen, is Aragorn okay?" he asked.

"He will be fine, friend, but you must rest, also." She replied softly.

The rest of the Fellowship came in, and they had all talked to Legolas for quite a while, when Elrond entered the room. He woke Aragorn gently, and told him and Legolas that it was time for the Council. As they entered the room where it was last held, they all sat down. The Fellowship had no clue who they would meet next.

"Hello, little one, how are you?" he asked Frodo.

*I know that voice from somewhere.* he looked over, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

"Aragorn! Aragorn!" He ran back down the path to where they left yelling his name, "Guess who I found! He's back! I thought he died!"

He ran up the path and came back a few minutes later with the whole Fellowship with him. Then they saw him. It couldn't be. He died too long ago. but it was!

"Boromir!" Merry and Pippin yelled in unison, running over to him, and showing them their new swords.

"Welcome back! I'd never thought I'd see you again, didn't you die?" Legolas asked.

"I did, almost, I wasn't actually dead, though. When you guys put me in the boat, I drifted onto the shores of a village, and they healed me. Now with the Ring's return, I knew I had to come back. You guys are going to need all the help you can get!"

"Now now, let's take council, and then we will decide where we are going with this." Elrond proposed.

They all took thought in the second Council of Elrond. They proposed an idea to go and get the ring from the Elves of Mirkwood, who had it right now. The original nine of The Fellowship had planned on going together, so they set off. Before they left, Elrond stopped them. "Be on your guard. Just between us, that is not The Ring. It is another ring, more powerful than the first. The Ringwraiths will be more powerful, along with the orcs, and Uruk Hai, so be very wary, nothing is what it seems." With that said, he left the Fellowship to prepare for the long journey ahead.

They began their journey, traveling to the Mirkwood Forest. On the way, they saw Beorn, traveling along the path. They didn't bother him, and decided to go right by, so as not to be a pain. They reached the edge of Mirkwood Forest by the end of the day. As they entered, it was very dark, so they couldn't see very well. Little did they know what the woods had in store for them.

Ok, u guys, this is gonna be waaaaaaay longer than I expected, this'll be at least a 20 chapter. But u guys don't mind, do ya?