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When we woke up the next morning, Gandalf decided to go through the Caradhas. Legolas and I walked lightly upon the snow, not leaving any footprints. Occasionally, one of the hobbits would fall and I would gingerly step up to help them. They seemed so much like children, I couldn't help but act motherly toward them. I had never had a younger sibling, being the youngest in my family.

There was this one incident when Frodo fell down and tumbled down the mountain slope. I immediately rushed to help him up but Aragorn, who was behind him, got there first. I watched as Frodo's hands flew to his chest and his eyes grew frantic. "The Ring! Where is the Ring?" he cried out in anguish.

My elven eyes searched the mountain slope but did not see any glint of gold. However, my eyes up to Boromir. He held the chain from which the Ring hung menacingly. I felt relieved. Boromir did not seem like the man that would steal the Ring and betray us all. However, I watched as curiosity flickered across his brown eyes. "How would something so small hold the fate of Middle Earth?" I heard him whisper.

I saw Aragorn stiffen when he saw that Boromir had the Ring. He touched the hilt of his sword and I saw his grip around it tighten. "Boromir!" he shouted. All eyes were on Boromir now. Boromir immediately broke from his trance. "Give Frodo the Ring," he said with a menacing tone.

"Of course," Boromir said and approached the young hobbit. I noticed that Aragorn's grip on the sword tightened even more. "I have no use for such a trinket," he scoffed as he handed it back to Frodo and ruffled his hair playfully. Frodo eyed Boromir warily. Aragorn relaxed a bit. **************************************************************************** ************ That night, the whole group settled around the warm fire. However, no one uttered a sound. I sat in between Frodo and Legolas with Merry and Pippin at my feet. Finally, I felt a tug on the hem of my tunic. I looked down and saw Pippin looking at me anxiously.

"I'm tired, Ally. Can I go to sleep now?"

I smiled down at him and said, "Of course you can. Let me get you set up."

I took one of Pippin's hands and headed toward the sacks hanging off of Bill the pony. As I walked off, I felt everyone's eyes on my back. Then, I felt three more hands on the hem of my shirt. I looked down and saw the remaining hobbits looking at me. My smile grew wider as I nodded. All of the hobbits followed me to Bill.

I took out several blankets and laid them on the ground a bit further from the circle around the campfire. I tucked them in and started toward the remaining Fellowship. I felt Pippin tug on my hand and I turned to face him again. "Sing us a song, Ally, please?" he pleaded.

I sighed and sat down again. "I shall sing you a lullaby my mother used to sing to me when I was little, okay?"

The four hobbits nodded eagerly. I took a deep breath, aware of the fact that everyone would be listening to my song.

*"Far away, cross the sea, hear this song and remember,

Soon you'll be Home with me, Once upon A December.

Someone holds me safe and warm Horses prance through a silver storm Figures dancing gracefully, Across my memories.

Far away long ago, Glowing dim as an ember Things my heart, used to know. Once upon a December.

Someone holds me safe and warm Horses prance through a silver storm Figures dancing gracefully, Across my memories

Far away long ago, Glowing dim as an ember. Things my heart, used to know Things it yearns to remember.

And a song Someone sings Once upon a December."*

I opened my eyes and saw the hobbits with their eyes closed, sleeping peacefully. When I finished my song, I felt tears well up in my eyes, remembering my family I had left behind in Rivendell and my mother who had died tragically from an orc attack.

I stood up and turned to face the Fellowship. I found that indeed all of their eyes were on me. I felt my cheeks flush red as I walked back toward them and sat down next to Legolas. I stared intently at the fire, not wanting to look at anyone. The only sound then were the crackling of the dancing fire and the calls of the wild.

"You have a beautiful voice," Boromir said, breaking the silence.

"Aye, indeed," Aragorn said. I glanced at him and saw a look of pride in his eyes as he watched me. I quickly turned back to my job of watching the fire.

Gimli grumbled something that no one quite caught. But at that time, no one really paid attention. Legolas, for once, did not comment. He just stared intently at me.

Gandalf, sensing my discomfort, changed the subject, to my relief. "Who shall take up the first watch tonight?"

Aragorn volunteered. Legolas volunteered for the second watch. Gimli volunteered for the third watch.

With that settled, everyone prepared their beds while Aragorn sat there by the fire. I decided that I needed some time alone, to remember the memories that caught up to me all of the sudden.

I walked off to who knows where and when I felt that I was far enough from the camp and that no one will hear me, I let out my tears.

I buried my face into my arms and cried softly. I heard someone approached from behind. Without turning around to see who it was, I yelled, "Go away!"

I felt the being sit down next to me and he spoke, "Ally are you okay?"

I turned and found myself face to face with none other than the Prince of Mirkwood. He had a troubled look on his face and I could tell that he was truly worried about me when he saw my eyes were red and puffy.

"Why do you cry when you sing so sweetly?" he asked me.

I did not know whether to tell him my feelings or not. I knew that he was trying to be a good friend and that I kept trying to push him away. I felt a mixture of guilt, sadness, and anger. Guilty that I had pushed him away, sad that I had made him worry, and angry that he was so persistent. Anger took over.

I yelled, "Why do you follow me so? I can take care of myself like you told Aragorn before! I do not need anyone to follow me around wherever I go. I am not a child!" I burst out angrily, jumping up.

I saw the surprise on Legolas' face and immediately burst into tears again. Legolas swiftly stood up and drew me in a tight embrace. I did not fight back as I let my tears flow on his tunic.

I sobbed, wept, and sniffled into his chest as I felt his hand pat my back soothingly. When I had calmed down, I pushed myself away from Legolas and sat down again. Legolas sat next to me. "Why are you sad, Ally?" he asked, preparing for my next outburst.

However, to his surprise and mine, I told him everything. "I feel that I might regret that I had come along on this journey. I feel that I had caused pain to my family that loved and cared for me so much. I feel that I am selfish to leave without saying a final goodbye. They had treated me with nothing but kindness and I repaid them by running off to get myself killed. On top of that, I feel like I would fail this quest, that I would bring an end to everyone here!" I breathed in. 'That felt good,' I thought.

"Ally, you needn't feel all this sorrow. You will not fail this quest. You will not bring death to everyone here. You must not worry about surviving because you will survive, Ally. You need to have faith and believe in yourself. Remember that you are not a child anymore like you said and you can take care of yourself, like you said," Legolas said in a firm and commanding tone, and yet, a soft and persuasive one.

I smiled a bit. "Yes, you are right. I must have faith," I said. I paused for a moment. "Amin hiraetha I'm sorry," I whispered softly, but loud enough for him to hear.

Legolas' expression turned to surprise. "What for?" he asked, puzzled.

"For pushing you away and not being very friendly toward you," I said softly.

"Ally, you should not feel sorry for doing that. You do not trust me yet, and that is okay, for no one trusts strangers immediately," he replied.

I shook my head. "No, you need to accept my apology. It is the only thing that would make me feel better about myself, knowing that I had apologized and you forgave me and we can be true friends," I insisted.

"Manka lle merna if you wish. I forgive you," he said, though I knew he thought I did not need to apologize. I sighed in relief anyway.

Legolas walked me over to the hobbits' sleeping place and I sat down. "Quel kaimasleep well Ally," he said.

"Quel kaima, Legolas," I returned.

I watched him approach Aragorn and laid my head down next to Pippin. Immediately, I felt him cuddle next to me and smiled. I thought of my family and glazed my eyes over in sleep.

A/N: How was it? The lullaby was taken from the movie "Anastasia" because I couldn't find any more suitable lullabies. Well, review!