Chapter 10

A/N: Why Gimli?! There are plenty of other men. Hot men even! Why the short, ugly, hairy guy, Christy?! Oh, yeah. I remember why. He he. I guess being hit on by Gimli was worth it then. He he. My pen smells funny if anyone cares. OK, here we go! Nessa's POV.

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"Fun," I thought. "Hiding with Pip…alone. Too bad we're scared to death."

"Blah, blah, blah," Gandalf said. Actually he said stuff but I wasn't listening because I was with my man.

"Vanessa? Vanessa? Vanessa!" Christy screamed at me. She does that a lot.

"What? Huh? What did I miss?"

"Obviously you weren't listening," she said. "We're leaving."

"Oh, OK."

We walked and walked and walked for days. Soon the days turned to weeks, turned to months, turned to years…oh wait. It's just my watch; it's broken. We've only been walking for few hours. We walked to the mountain thing (I don't remember what it's called) and started our long climb/walk upwards.

"My gosh! I'm freezing!" I exclaimed and Gimli sprang forward.

"I can help with that," he said to me.

"Ummm…"

"Let me do it," Pippin piped in and I let out a sigh of relief. "I have extra clothes."

Gimli mumbled something about 'never winning' and left.

Pip came over to me and held me close. "Better?" he asked.

"Much," I replied. It was great; I had my man, my friend, and I was surrounded by some incredibly hot guys! Life was good. Except for the fact that Gimli kept staring at me and it was cold. Being cold isn't all that bad as long as you have a hobbit nearby.

Just then, Legolas cried, "There is a fell voice in the air!"

"It's Saruman!!" Gandalf yelled as a chunk of the mountain fell upon us.

I was buried in the snow but soon a gruff hand pulled me up; Gimli's. "Thanks," I mumbled.

"T'was nothing, milady," and he reached to kiss my hand.

"Where's Pippin?" I asked, quickly pulling my hand away; I didn't want to be kissed by him.

"I'm searching for him," Legolas replied from somewhere nearby.

I began digging in the dense snow for either Christy, Merry, or Pippin. Just then Christy's head popped out of the snow. "Hullo!" I said.

"Get me out of here!" she screamed. See, I told you she screams a lot. He he he.

"Hold on, hold on. You can't have everything in life."

"When it's a life or death situation it should be!"

"Alright, alright," I dug her up and went in search of Pippin again.

Christy found Merry and they left to 'warm each other's lips'. I still hadn't found Pippin and if I didn't find him soon I was going to flip out.

"Gandalf? Have you seen Pippin? I can't find him anywhere."

"I have not the time to worry about that Fool of a Took!"

"You're hopeless. Boromir? Have you seen him?"

He opened his cloak to reveal a shivering hobbit. "Legolas found him and handed him to me."

"Oh thank God!" I cried. "Why didn't he tell me?!" I rushed over to Pippin and held him close. "Thank you, Boromir," I said. "I got it from here."

He gave us an odd look and walked away to join Aragorn and Gandalf.

While Frodo decided to travel to Moria, Pippin and I tried to warm up. Needless to say, it didn't work.

When everyone started to journey back down the mountain, I didn't object; it was frickin' cold! So I grabbed Pip's hand and headed started to follow everyone down.

After days of walking (and complaining) we made it Moria. The trip might have been more enjoyable (if it all possible) if Gimli would have stopped bragging to me about how we were going to meet his cousin.

"Malt beer, roaring fires, meat right off the bone…"

"That's great," I lied. I ran to catch up to Christy with Pippin in tow. "I'm really getting annoyed with that guy! Can one of you talk to him about leaving me alone?"

"I can do it," Pippin said.

"Thank you," and I kissed him, which he returned. Oooo… me gusto.

"Break it up, you two!" Christy complained. "All he's going to do is talk to 'sexy' (inside joke, please don't ask) for you."

(A/N: Aren't orcs pretty? Sorry, I'm watching LOTR. Just ignore me and my random comments. Elijah's so hot…of course I love Billy too! I need to get back to my chappie)

"So? I think he's brave to talk to that child lover! I don't think he knows how old I am."

"I'm not a child lover, am I Christy?" Merry asked quietly.

"No. Neither is Pippin; you guys are pretty young."

"Oh. Well that's good."

"Bye, Pip," I said sadly. "Have fun"

A few minutes later we heard the screams/yelling of a dwarf. Christy, Merry, and I moved towards the yelling to hear what was going on. It didn't sound too pretty on Pippin's behalf.

A/N: I'm so sorry, Christy. I gotta stop. My hand is killing me and I gotta get some sleep. I'm sorry I left you at such a bad spot. Gooo…Christy! (school! Sorry, I told you that made me feel like a cheerleader) .::You left a stain on everyone of my good days, but I'm stronger than you know!/ I got a disease! And I think that I'm sick. Wanna leave me be while my world is coming down on me. You taste like honey, honey, tell me can I be your honey?::. Sorry, I love that song. It's by Matchbox 20. I love that song! It's called Disease, if you wanna know. Nighty-night. Where did I put my teddy bear? :) Peace! He he. Sleep…Teddy! (I found him) That's it, I'm going to bed. *light clicks off* Did I tell you… *light clicks back on* about how *light clicks off again* I guess so. Where's my night light? Bye! Wow, that is one heck of an Author's Note! Oh, and could you please check out my solo fics? They're all Romances, but I don't think they're that bad. My pen name is Tap-dancing Hobbit. So if you go to find and type that in, it won't work. Yet, if you just type in Tap, it'll be the last name on the list. Thank you guys so much! PEACE!!!