Disclaimer- I no own. But then we already knew that. Do you people want me to change her name to something less odd? No offence meant to those named Ariel. But I got a review saying that her name was too elvish and sounded like the Little Mermaid…. I want to know what all you guys think, so if you like, then say so, and if you don't, then give me good names. And the necklace will come in to the story soon. Oh and you will all like the next chapter I think. That is all I am saying. ALSO, HALDIR DIDN'T DIE IN MY STORY!! I KNOW THAT THIS IS WAYYY OFF FROM THE STORY.
Chapter 18
Ariel's P.o.v
The seductive smile on Legolas' lips stayed until he kissed me again. He was completely on top of me and I wasn't complaining. His deft fingers undid another button and then the door opened. "OOPS!" Came the only word from the doorway. Legolas sat up and whipped his head to the open doorway and saw it was the hobbits. The door slammed shut and rapid running footsteps came from outside. The elf on top of me sighed. "Do the dwarves know of a such thing as a simple lock?"
"Apparently not." I pointed out dryly. He leaned into kiss me again but I pulled away. "What if they come back? Or worse, Gandalf." I let him think about what would happen if the older wizard happened to come in when we were doing *inappropriate* things… He rolled his eyes. "Again, have they ever heard of a lock?" he was still atop me straddling my waist. His long fingers traced the outline of my half unbuttoned shirt. I shivered slightly.
"Well. Since I am not allowed out of bed, what shall I do?" I asked. I wrapped my arms around his waist. "Could you teach me how to speak elvish?" I asked suddenly. He smiled. "Of course. If you wish, we'll start tomorrow."
"Great!" I said happily. I pulled him down for another kiss forgetting that I had chided him on doing the same thing, but he pulled away. "No." he said with amusement in his voice.
"What?" I asked suddenly confused. His brown eyes stared down at my own. "Mela, we are in your bed, alone, and kissing. Think about what we were just doing, and then the look at the situation."
"Ohhh. I see." I gave a lopsided smile. "Well then. Perhaps you should go since you are such a bad influence on me." He chuckled. "Actually perhaps you should. Thorin will want to have another meeting, and it will probably be at dinner. I can have dinner in my room and then sleep." He nodded his agreement. For once my stay seemed that it would be a bit brighter
***
. Apparently when Legolas went to dinner with the dwarves and the hobbits they were unusually quiet but smirking with some withheld secret. When Arwen asked why they were so quiet Legolas avoided the question.
Later Arwen came into my room asking me the same question. "Why were the two hobbits so quiet?"
"Legolas and I. *heh heh* were busy, and they came in. We had not done anything serious but I believe we have mentally scarred those poor hobbits for life." I flopped back on my pillows. I was sleepy even though I had been asleep for most of the day. Arwen and I talked for a bit, and then she left. I covered up and fell asleep.
***
A week later
"Damn you Legolas! I am fine!" I cried exasperated. My wound only pained me slightly and that was not very often. He narrowed his brown eyes at me. "Ariel. Humor me, please. The ring will not go anywhere, thus another day will not hurt you." I glared at him. He was leaning against the closed door with his arms crossed, wearing a pair of tight dark leather pants and a light green shirt stretched over his muscular chest. Even when I was angry with him he still made my heart pound.
"Legolas Greenleaf. I will not be confined to this be-damned room another second more than I have to! Not you, Arwen, Gandalf, or the Valar could stop me." I crossed my arms and stood before him defiantly. We had a staring match and I won. "Ha!" Very mature, I know.
"Fine. But you will be careful and not over exert yourself, or…" he let the threat hang knowing that there was not much he could do if I wished to take unnecessary risks. I smirked. "Don't worry so much. I will be fine." I soothed.
***
The dwarves gave all of us gifts for our journey.
Gandalf's was an opal that was hung on a metal chain, to hold power for the wizard.
Arwen's was a silver dagger with a wolf on the hilt. It was quite beautiful.
Faramir got a jeweled chalice. (I do not know why he got that it was the only thing I could think of, asks my muse…)
Merry and Pip both got a set of unbreakable throwing knives, four each.
Gimli got a chain mail shirt that was made of pure mithril.
Legolas was given a short sword made of fine tempered metal and runes engraved for protection.
I was given a small bundle wrapped in silk. When I opened it I found it held a hairpin, with an intricate thin design of a butterfly on it. The wings were frail looking but proved to be as strong as the mithril in Gimli's armor. Everyone ohh-ed and ahhed at the gift. I thanked the Dwarves profusely. Thorin then gave us enough rations to last us the ten days until we got to Lothlorien. We said our good byes and mounted on our horses, which had been prepared previously. Merry and Pippin rode ahead of everyone else, and were having races while the rest of us settled for a more docile trot.
Faramir and I were still friends, and good ones at that. We were talking the journey to Lothlorien and for the most part having a good time. Arwen kept a close watch on our surroundings, as did Gandalf. Legolas was also at my side for the most part, helping me. On the fourth night of our journey, it was cold and the wind was blowing. We did not have a fire since it would blow out as soon as it got started. Gandalf and Merry were on watch at different sides of us. Arwen was asleep, already with her eyes still open. Faramir was out. I swear, that man could fall asleep at anytime in any place. The horses were tied up and fed, and watered, and Legolas turned to me.
"How do you feel?" he asked softly. I was standing against a tree half asleep, even thought I had not set up my sleeping bag. The tall elf walked up to me and I shivered against the wind. His cloak billowed around him, as did my own.
"Fine. J-just a little cold." I pulled my cloak a little closer to my body and sighed. Legolas stepped to me and drew me to him. His arms wrapped around my waist and warmth immediately spread from his body to mine. I buried my face in his neck and softly kissed the exposed skin there. My arms slid around his waist and fingers interlaced with each other. "Stay with me tonight please." I sighed softly. For a minute I thought that he had not heard, but when he pulled back in surprise I knew that he had.
"Are you serious?" he asked just as softly. I nodded and he picked me up suddenly. "Legolas! What are you doing, I am able to walk!" I hissed, not wanting to wake the other people here. He just grinned cheekily and carried me to my sleeping bag. He knelt down with me in his arms and somehow deposited me in it. Just as carefully he pulled it open enough for him to slide in and pulled the covers back over us. The warmth from his body enveloped my own. I quickly snuggled back into the warm body at my back and pressed as close as I could. His arm draped around my waist and pulled me to him. "Dan Marth (Good night)" he said lowly so as not to awaken anyone.
I yawned and absently nodded. I was already half asleep. "G'night." I murmured sleepily.
*~*~Legolas P.O.V.*~*
All was quiet for the most part, that night. Ariel's smaller body was pressed up against my own and her breathing was deep and even and her chest rose and fell softly. With her warm body against my own, I fell asleep. At 3rd watch Arwen awoke me. I thanked her quietly and she lay down in her sleeping roll. With a gentle shake I awoke Ariel. "We have watch." It was almost totally dark, only the moon casting a glow on our camp. Ariel blinked a few times and then her eyes focused on my face.
"Wha-?" she yawned. Her body shifted slightly so she was facing me. "Our turn?" she asked. I nodded. Her body stretched out and arched slightly. "Alright, I am up…" she sighed. I helped her up and she wrapped her cloak around her frame, and she walked around the sleeping bodies of our friends. A loud snore came from beside where I was standing, and she jumped. She relaxed when she realized it was only Gimli. I laughed quietly and took up my watch.
Almost an hour later I heard Ariel hiss. "A small group of… Something or someone is coming- fast!" I ran over to where she was standing and saw that there was indeed a small group heading in our direction. "Gandalf, Arwen, Everyone get up! Unknown people approach, we must hide." I got everyone up. Gandalf helped the hobbits, and Ariel kept up the watch. Suddenly she cursed. I glanced back at her.
"Yrch! They've spotted us! We need to move." She ran to me and helped to pick up. She was right, I could hear the approaching footsteps of large creatures who were no longer at a leisurely pace, they were running full out. "Do we have time to get away?" I asked loading up her horse. My answer was an arrow thudding in to the tree next to me. I drew my sword, and ushered the hobbits away.
They took the horses and soon it was only Faramir, Ariel, Arwen, Gimli, Gandalf, and myself. We were armed with swords, and in Gimli and my own cases, an axe and bow and mine. "Too long has my blade been with out orc blood on it." Growled Gimli. Arwen threw a startled glance at him, and he grinned at her in the faint light. "Ready?" he asked. We all nodded.
"Gandalf, could you give us some light?" I asked setting an arrow. I could hear the footsteps of the orcs from here.
Gandalf lifted up his staff. A bright light illuminated the area around us.
Arrows sung toward us- the battle began. Gimli charged an orc, neatly slicing off the head of the nearest orc. Faramir cut the next one in half. I moved back and shot an orc and quickly loaded again. Arwen cut an orc across the stomach and its innards spilled out on the grass. Two more rushed at her and she cut them down. I turned my attention to the wizard and saw the he was fighting quite well with his trusty sword. I fired arrow after arrow and then it occurred to me. 'Where is Ariel?' I whispered. I looked around wildly all while shooting my arrows. It was, as I feared, Ariel was missing. When the orcs all lay dead I searched for Ariel.
"Arwen! Have you seen Ariel?" I asked. Merry and Pippin ran out from behind the bushes out of breath and leading the horses.
"Legolas! Some orcs took her!" gasped Pippin. I felt my body go numb with fear. 'No.' I thought. Faramir placed a hand on my shoulder. "W-which way did they head?" I asked dimly.
"That way, not to long ago. We ran to you as soon as it was safe. We have to go!" Merry jumped off his horse and as we all ran to our mounts, he stopped me. "She threw this down near us before…" in my palm there was her necklace. I took a deep breath and tried to steady my self. "Thank you. Now we all have to go!" I called louder. I mounted and hitched Flame to my own dark horse.
"Lets go." I said, spurring my horse in to a run. We ran all day and for a good part of the night, with no sign of Ariel. I was scared to death that she was gone from me forever, or that Sauron's minions had taken her. The next morning, the hobbits had fallen asleep on their horse and almost fallen off. We stopped for a quick break.
"Legolas, I am sure that we will find her." soothed Gandalf. "We have found footsteps and it looks like they are heading to the Golden Woods, however unintentionally they are trying to. We will find her." As he spoke I fingered a dagger carefully. It was one of the spare daggers that I kept in my boot. The other, its twin, I had given to Ariel.
***Flashback*** third night of the journey
In Ariel's P.O.V.
"What are you going to do when this whole thing is over?" I asked Legolas. He turned back to face me from a top his horse. "What do you mean?"
"I mean, what are you going to do? Are you going to travel or stay in Mirkwood?" I nudged my horse up so we were side by side. Gandalf was in front of us, while everyone else was in behind us. The elf's blond hair swayed with each step of his mount as he pondered the question.
"I wish to remain in Mirkwood." He said after a moment. "I have had enough traveling to last me for a long while…" he grinned at me. "That reminds me. Here. I want you to have this. I got this from my father, and I think that you should have it." He pulled a dagger out of his tunic. It was beautiful, with the hilt being a green and gold leaf, with the vines curled around to form the part where you held your hands.
"Legolas! I… this is too beautiful, for me to take." I tried to hand it back to him, but with the horse jouncing, it was hard. Not to mention that he pushed it back. "Nay, it is for you. Use it well."
**End flash back, and Legolas's P.O.V **
"I hope so." I whispered.
The next day, we set out earlier. The Golden Woods was not to far away; maybe some of the Galadrim had seen her. I could do naught but hope and inside my heart was breaking. "Please be all right." I whispered as Gandalf kicked his horse in to a gallop. Soon we came upon the Golden Woods, and as we entered, Lothlorien Guards surrounded us.
"Haldir of Lothlorien." I greeted the tall elf that stood before us with a smirk on his features. "Haldir, have you seen a small she elf, with brown hair and blue eyes? She was taken by orcs not to long ago." I hurriedly explained.
"Yes," he said, motioning for the others to drop their bows. "She and her captors had passed this way not to long ago." I smiled relieved, but he added. "When we found her, she was unconscious, and we have not been able to rouse her." The blond elf placed a hand on my shoulder. "Come."
I live!!! Amazing huh? Well what do you think? I like this chapter, but the next one will be really gooood. I need reviews, so if I don't get at least 10- no chapter!!! I am evil I know. Bye!
