Here I am again now, before I start, here are the replies to the reviews I got (that I have read)

O.B.I.M: Glad that you do like it! I'll write as much as I can in my spare time!

Gloryalcarnique: Hey, thanx J, I know its short but that's all I felt like writing when I did. I'll read your story when I can; Fanfiction.net ain't working and I can't get to the site

Kiki-The-Random-Maiden: What the hell is an MST? Hey, I know it's my friend; I can't spell innocence properly, until this fixes it up! It also helps you to remember how to spell if you always spell it wrong.

FrodoFever: Okay, Okay, enough with the sucking up already. I'll write as much as possible!

Piper Quinn: I've never actually read Romeo and Juliet and I haven't seen it in ages, though maybe. I'll try my hardest not to, and there is no way this will turn into a Middle Earth version of Days Of Our Lives! I hate soapies, and the only reason I watch some of them is a: my sister and B: when I turn on the T.V its staring ugly face right at me. Thanx for the piece of advice.

I also think I have the whole 'no anonymous review' thing turned on…

And: I think I might write a flashback chap or two… waddya think?

As they so in show biz (I think) "On With The Show"

She woke with the sun in her eyes. It was quite cold as well, but that was to be expected, seeing as it was almost winter. She shivered and pulled the covers over the top of her, keeping out the cold.

After an hour r two of keeping warm, she pushed the covers off her and got dressed.

She left the room and made her way down the hall, sorrow in her eyes. There always was. Nobody ever knew, not even herself, but it was always there.

Some thought it was she never had a childhood with her mother. Others thought it was because she had a controlling father. Some because she had been born without speech. Legolas thought it was because they were forbidden. These all were true, but even when nothing could be better, she was sad. And there was the latest reason: she knew he would be leaving soon.

She followed the hallway outside. There he was, waiting for her, she looked around to make sure no one was around. After years of keeping it a secret, she couldn't spoil it now. There was. She looked at him. She didn't need to do anything; he already knew what she meant. Not here, not now.

{How can you see into my eyes
like open doors
leading you down into my core
where I've become so numb?
Without a soul;
my spirit's sleeping somewhere cold,
until you find it there and lead it back home}

She turned around, and went back to her room.

***

It wasn't until night fall that she saw him again. She was outside again, darkness covering her face. If it weren't for the moonshining, he would have missed her.

She sat in the dark under a tree and leaning against it. Her eyes full of sorrow, like normal, but there was something there that wasn't before. Something more burdening for her.

He walked over to her and sat beside her. Then the tear fell. Something was definitely wrong, something worse than he could have imagined.

"Mellamin, what is wrong?" He asked her softly.

{He wants me to go…}

"Where, who?" He questioned, worried for her.

{Father. I think… I hope he doesn't though}

"Doesn't what?"

{Know about us. He wants me to leave… Arwen and I… He wants us to go… To return.}

"What do you mean?"

{The Grey Havens… He wants me to go to the Grey Havens}

I know its still short but I'll get there. If anyone was confused this {…} was "Mellamin" as Legolas put it, speaking. ;). *** was a skip of time. Oh yeah, and Mellamin means my love. I had a look at the elvish dictionaries and really it should be "Cormamin mela" but hey, us people- I mean the elves- have a funny way compared to you humans- I mean us humans…

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\/Review, o and I turned anonymous review on for ya's!