A/N: My fingers are doing the walking and my unconscious mind is taking over, so I have no idea what this is gonna turn out to be. I'm sick so. . .That'll probably have an impact. Here goes, anyway.

There was chaos. Total chaos. Nothing but mayhem. Why? Because the Dunadan had gone and disappeared. No one had heard from him for weeks. All feared the worst. Lessa was going nuts.

"You LOST him? How could you LOSE HIM?!?!?!? He's a friggen' dark haired ELF!! How many of those are there?!?!?!" She was yelling without remorse at the one who was supposed to be keeping an eye on him. Instead, the man had gone to sleep.

"I'm sorry, milady!" he was actually sobbing. "I didn't know he was going anywhere. . ."

Then, fortunately for the man, Halbarad intervened. "All right, Lessa. You've yelled enough."

"But. . .But. . .He. . ." Then she broke down herself. "What if he's hurt? Or dead?" she sobbed into her hands.

Halbarad wrapped his arms around her. "Our Dunadan is strong, as strong as you. He's all right, wherever he is, whatever he's doing." I hope, he added to himself, silently. You never knew where Elves were concerned.

Meanwhile, said Dunadan was trudging through the forest. Bad idea, especially seeing as how he wasn't fully recovered yet. He was exhausted, but, stubborn as he was, he kept going. He knew people were probably going nuts over him, Lessa in particular.

Finally, he stumbled into the Ranger camp. Silence greeted him. What the. . . he began to think, then he was hit with a flying. . . something.

"WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?!?!?" Well, that told him. He'd been hit with a flying Lessa.

"I've been around. Will you please stop shouting before you make me deaf? You're right here and I can hear you fine."

Halbarad entered here. "She's been yelling at everyone the entire time you've been gone. Did you really think she'd stop just for you?"

Aragorn looked at the sky wistfully. "You're right, of course. I should have known and taken another way in."

Then Lessa got a good look at him. "Whoa! Hold up! What the hell happened?"

"Um. . .Yeah. Nothing. I just. . ."

"You're a horrible liar, hun. Who did it? Mirkwood or Rivendell?"

Aragorn mumbled something. "What? Can't hear you."

"Mirkwood," he said sighing.

"Good," said Lessa. "Let's go kick some Elf ass!" She got up and made to head in the direction of Mirkwood, but Halbarad stopped her.

"He needs help," he reminded her.

She stopped. "Oh yeah. I'll do it!" she volunteered. She led him away with an evil grin, poor Aragorn looking terrified.