The Adventures of Kat and Sirrah in Middle Earth

by Zurizip

Hah! You all thought i forgot this, didn't you? Nope! (half of) Chapter 19: In which our heros say cliched things (and are annoyed by it), and take a stoll on the paths of the dead, minus the sunny weather and lovely atmosphere.

7. Chapter 7: In which the All knowing Ah m...

All righty then. Notes for this chapter: A few of the jokes in here, people will not understand unless they have read the very secret diaries by Cassie clair ( www.verysecretdiaries.com) The humor level in this story from now on will be a little more somber, mostly because its kind of hard to work in slap stick with gloom and doom all around, but if you apy attention, there are certainly some amusing parts. If you are confused about the referance to steps in the middle of the chapter, please refeer to I think chapter five (the one where we're in Moria) and read the note there.

Chapter 7 (I think…): In which the All knowing Ah makes its debut appearance in this story, and the girls discover why being blindfolded is a definite plus to stalking.

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When they started out again, Legolas called a farewell to Nimrodel, as did Frodo. Kat just smiled and began to hum the song from the night before, or was it? Oh well, she thought, it may be, it may not be. Frodo looked at the water, thinking that he would never hear a stream with a more beautiful sound. He could hear it clearly now, but it was coming from behind him. He turned around to find Kat smiling and humming. Sirrah was staring at her.

"Kat. You do realize your grinning and humming like a maniac?"

She stopped humming and glared at her friend.

"I am a maniac, and yes I am humming, but I didn't know that that was a factor in being a maniac!"

"It is, when applied with grinning."

"I thought it was rather pretty, where did you learn it?" Frodo put in.

Kat shrugged.

"I thought it was the song about the Nimrodel, but then, what do I know? Shut up Sirrah."

Frodo looked at them, wide eyed, and decided that that was the end of the conversation. They walked along the Silverlode, until Haldir abruptly turned aside into the trees. Kat saw the elf on the other side first, but Sirrah caught it a second later. Haldir whistled and the elf came out from under the trees, surprising the others.

"Celebrant is already a strong stream here as you can see," Said Haldir as he cast a coil of rope over the stream. "and it runs both swift and deep, as well as being very cold. We do not make bridges in these times of darkness though, and this is how we cross!"

He ran across the rope and back again, Kat shaking her head in disgust.

'Elves are great, but some of them are really concieted.'

'Yeah, and they smell.'

'Huh?'

'Like bleach.'

'Oh…o..k..'

They elves by now had cast two more ropes across and some were already crossing. Pippin was, for a hobbit, quite sure footed. Sam was nervous while crossing, but was fine when finished. Aragorn was nearly as sure-footed as the elves, with Kat coming up next in the sure-footedness. Sirrah and Boromir were about the same, taking their time to be careful, but not too much time. Finally all were across. The ropes were taken down and Haldir turned.

"Now friends, you are in the Naith of Lorien or the gore, as you would say, for it is the land that lies like a spearhead between the Nimrodel and the Anduin. As was agreed, this is where I must bind the eyes of the Dwarf and The ones of Angmar. Sirrah and Kat sighed and nodded, though neither liked the idea of walking around blindfolded, they knew that they would eventually go free. Gimli however, did not take to the idea so easily. He argued and Haldir argued back. He argued some more.

"I will go forward free, or I will go back and seek my own land, where I am known to be true of word!"

Kat sighed and stepped forward.

"Excuse me Haldir, may I have a small word with Gimli. It shall only be a moment."

Haldir nodded stiffly. Kat took Gimli aside with Sirrah a little and began to speak quickly.

"Gimli, I know you do not like this, but neither do we. We have done no harm to the elves, and yet there are bandages waiting for our eyes as well. For the sake of Frodo, please do not make a fuss, the beauty of the woods will do his heart much good."

"It would do my heart good as well!"

"As would us all. Gimli, trust me, please, we will share your blindness as long as you do, whether we are free to go or not. The lord and lady of this wood are good of heart, and know of our quest, they will understand!"

Gimli cast his eyes aside to Frodo, who was looking uncomfortable and finally sighed. Haldir came over.

"Well, what is your concensus?"

Gimli bowed his head.

"If the Ladies of Angmar share my fate with no complaint, then I shall walk as they do."

Haldir nodded, and raised the cover to Sirrah and Kat's head. Gimli watched them, then received his own bandage. Haldir's brother led the other two to the fellowship, but kept Kat back.

"You should not speak of the lord and lady of this wood to him."

Kat glared through her blindfold.

"I simply said that they were good of heart, and it is true, is it not?"

This left Haldir with no answer. He led her to the fellowship and Legolas took her hand. Aragorn had Sirrah, and someone, she didn't know who, had Gimli. Thus they walked, never tripping, though she could hear Gimli asking Sam what it looked like every once in a while. Sirrah could still see, as could Kat, though it was not what they would have seen had their eyes been unmasked. They could tell were the elves were, and therefore had little trouble following them, though they held on to their respective guides for support. They could speak the entire time, though the only ones that they could talk to were eachother. Everyone else was speechless.

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Early into the walk, Sirrah tripped over her own feet, falling accidentaly into Aragorn.

"Opps, sorry, who ever that was."

"It is fine."

Said Aragorn and Boromir at the same time. Sirrah swooned.

'Hah! I fell into Aragorn AND Boromir!'

'So, I get Legolas!'

'Go for it, the pretty boy is all yours!'

'Fine!'

And with that, Kat 'accidently' tripped over her own feet and careened into Boromir.

"Sorry!"

"Forgiven." Said Boromir stiffly.

Sirrah giggled.

'I still got Aragorn!'

'Well, that's easily fixable!'

And a moment later, she had fallen over again, this time smack into Aragorn.

'HAH!'

'I got both at once!'

'Really now? When did all three of you have the time for that?'

'Why should I tell you, your not allowed!'

'So? I can have Aragorn, you can have Boromir!'

'What, so I never get Aragorn?'

'Sure, we switch off every night!'

'Oh, so I've got you fancying Boromir now?'

'um….i mean… grrr… IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!!!'

Sirrah chuckled.

'At this rate I'll have you liking Nate!'

'Ugh. No, He's Shorter than me!!!!'

'Never know…'

'SHUSH, DON'T EVEN ALLOW THE EVIL THOUGHT TO CROSS THE BARREN VOID THAT YOU CALL YOUR MIND!!! SHOOT IT!!!'

Sirrah just chuckled in reply.

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That night they slept again in the trees, this time not being bothered by orcs. Sirrah, Kat and Gimli were all in the same tree with Haldir and Legolas, who spoke softly the entire night.

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The next morning, while a troop of elves passed, Haldir received news. The girls found none of it interesting until their eyes were suddenly uncovered. They gasped and put their hands over their eyes a moment, then slowly uncovered them, gasping again as they did so. Kat looked around in wonderment, the realized that Sirrah was not doing the same thing. She was staring around, as if looking for something in paritcular.

"What are you looking for Sirrah?"

"I'm looking for the bleach bottles, they've gotta keep them somewhere!"

Kat just shook her head and looked around some more. They were in an open field, with many flowers that were pale yellow or green. She stood awhile while Haldir told them of Mirkwood and Dol Guldur, admiring the grass and flowers. She rubbed her eyes again and lay down, though she couldn't close her eyes. Then she heard a name and a word she recognized.

Arwen vanimelda, Namarie!

She sighed and tried to work out what Aragorn had said. By the time she had settled it, it was Arwen, my love, farewell, though she wasn't sure. She sat up and saw Aragorn walking away with Frodo, and sighed, knowing that he would never come here again. But then again, she thought, neither will you most likely, same with Sirrah! Come to think of it, you aren't exactly supposed to be here in the first place! She snickered, and thanked whatever twist of luck that had brought them here.

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When they started out again, it was with light hearts and steps, though the road was long. The path they now walked on was paved with smooth stone. The trees around them were huge, almost as big as great towers. Sirrah and Kat kept tripping because they were looking up, not used to trees quite so large. Suddenly, they were in the city, and soon by the greatest tree therein. A small fountain drew Kat to look closer, it was lit by silver laterns, but she could not tell whether it was the water that was white, or the stone beneath it. Sirrah broke her thoughts when she was elbowed.

"I will go first, then let Frodo come, and Legolas with him. The others may come as they may."

'As they may? Like we'd miss this chance?'

'that's just us though, we know what we're dealing with.'

'True.'

The walked up an infinite amount of stairs, stair after stair after stair.

"Ya know Sirrah, turn up the temprature a bit and you'll have central, basement to fourth floor."

"Did you ever have to do that?"

"When I had second hour study hall, yep."

"Ouch."

"No kidding."

"But there's one thing missing."

"What's that?"

"The time limit."

"Ah yes, I had forgotten about that, I did first to fourth in under a minute when we were held back in band."

"Good grief!"

Kat smiled at the memory.

"Yeah, I about collapsed in my seat."

"Don't blame you."

They shut up when Aragorn shot them a look that would have curdled milk. Frodo was distressed that they stopped, their talking was something besides his nervousness to concentrate on. They trudged on some more, and after another turn, came upon a great meeting hall, oval in shape, with the trunk of the mallorn growing in the center. There were many elves in the room, but only the two in the front of the room drew the fellowship's stares. Celeborn and Galadriel, shaded by a living bough, stood up from their chairs to greet them. They were both dazzling in white robes, and Sirrah swooned a bit, though Kat saw only Aragorn. Then she remebered.

'Let me guess, bleach.'

'Blech. Yes. With a vengance.'

Galadriel gave them a semi-sharp look. The girls stood in the side of the entrance, not really wanting to go in. The rest of the fellowship filed in, being greeted by name, while Sirrah and Kat hung back in the shadows. Therefore, they were surprised when Celeborn looked at them.

"Women of Angmar. Long it had been since any of your kindred have been seen amoung the living."

Kat bowed, elbowing Sirrah to do the same.

"Hopefully we'll stay that way for awhile." Muttered Sirrah. Kat rolled her eyes as the Fellowship chuckled softly, and the rest of the room tried to work out what she had said. They went to the back of the room again, leaning against the wall. Celeborn flicked his gaze to him as his wife stared at them serenly. The girls held her gaze for a long while from across the room. In their minds, they could hear her offer all of the lands and riches of middle earth. Both looked at eachother, then to Galadriel again. The smiled, and shook their heads, deciding that the elf did not know them very well. Celeborn now looked around.

"Nine there were to set out, yet only eight do I see here before me. Was there a change in counsel by Elrond?"

"Nay, there was no change in counsel," Aragorn said as Kat sighed, and Sirrah bowed her head. They were still set against the wall, more comfortable to watch than to be under the lord and ladie's gazes. "Gandalf the Grey set out with the company, but he did not pass the borders of this land."

"Now tell us where he is, for I much desired to speak with him."

"Alas!" Said Aragorn, "Gandalf the Grey fell into shadow. He remained in Moria and did not escape."

The cries of the elves in the hall sliced their hearts in half. Galadriel was the only one who remained unruffled.

Celeborn turned and said something to Haldir, who looked as surprised as the rest. Legolas then said something, then Frodo.

"Tell us now the full tale!"

So Aragorn told all of the fall of Gandalf, then tried to describe the Balrog. Kat and Sirrah had bittersweet smiles on their faces now, knowing that they would soon see the wizard in white. Celeborn heard out the tale, and then turned again to them.

"Alas! We have long feared that under Caradhras a terror slept!"

'I wonder how Sarhdarac is doing?'

'Either melted or still there is my vote.'

Kat's reply was lost amid her gasp of indigtation as Celeborn insulted Gimli for something he didn't do.

'Honestly, it's no wonder there's no Dwarves and Elves in our world, they probly end up killing eachother!'

'Kat, calm down, and don't gasp like that, your drawing attention.'

Galadriel looked at them a moment before smiling.

"He would be rash indeed who said that, needless were none of the deeds of Gandalf in life. Those that followed him knew not his mind and cannot report his full purpose. But however it may be with the guide, the followers are blameless. Do not repent of you welcome to the dwarf."

Galadriel conitnued, Kat and Sirrah just stared at her in amazement.

'Did she just put the smack down on Celeborn?'

'I think she did…elf style, but a smackdown none the less.'

'Wow. That's not something you hear everyday.'

'No kidding, Go Galadriel!'

Gimli looked up at the Lady while she spoke, then suddenly got up and bowed. Kat snickered.

'Well, Gimli's hooked.'

'I can see that.'

'Just thought I'd let you know.'

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Before they slept, the fellowship gathered. Aragorn was relieved that they were in Lorien, but Boromir was not so relieved.

"I do not like this, I do not trust the Lady and her devices."

"Do not speak ill of the lady!" said Aragorn.

Sirrah sighed and lay a hand on Boromir's sleeve, making him look at her, immensly surprised.

"Boromir, the Lady is an elf of great power, she would not let evil dwell in this land in any form. It is only the difference in opinion of evil that warns you of this place."

Kat stared, then snickered in her mind.

'I must rubbing off on you.'

Sirrah just glared.

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That night, they slept on the ground, the fellowship under a pavillion, and Kat and Sirrah curled up under a large tree near them. It was the first night that they were not wakened by anyone but themselves. Kat woke up first, and found that it was late morning.
"Gees, that must have been twelve hours right there." She muttered.

"Indeed, you have slept long and deeply."

Legolas' voice startled her slightly, though she was still tired enough that it didn't show. She nodded.

"Yep, but oh well. Is Sirrah still asleep?"

"Well, I was."

"Oops."

Sirrah took one look at the elf in front of her and chuckled.

"Sorry Legolas, I wouldn't suggest taking a bath, the hair'll clog the drain."

And she collapsed into giggles. Kat's shoulders shook, trying to keep her composure, but she didn't even bother when Legolas gave them confused looks. He walked away, trying to figure out what was so funny about a bath.

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They could not keep track of the time well, but a few days later, the fellow ship began to hear singing. They listened and someone asked Legolas what it was.

"It is a lament for gandalf."

"What do they say about him?"

"I cannot say, for the grief is still to near to my heart."

It was then that they realized that Kat was singing along…but she was smiling. Frodo knew that they must have something up their sleeve, because they were perfectly happy, not somber nor sad. Still, he could not cast aside his grief. Aragorn was the first to voice his surprise.

"How can you sing?"

Kat stopped as Sirrah sighed.

"It is a difference in natures Aragorn, I could not explain it to you now, but I shall at a later time."

Aragorn cast her a strange look, but did not comment. He knew that look. He did not relish the thought of being shot down with words as Boromir had.

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For the month that they were there, Kat and Sirrah were regarded with strange looks from the native elves, and from the fellowship, the usual. Kat made up with Boromir the best she could, but he still tended to annoy her. Sirrah, as always, rolled her eyes at Kat and continued to drool. Kat meanwhile, rolled her eyes at Sirrah. One day, they got onto a rather touchy subject.

"I still don't see why we can't save him!"

"I never said that! We will save him, the question is how!"

"Why don't we just stick next to Jason and alex and wait for him, then keep the uraik hai from killing him!"

"But then Jay wont be forced to become king!"

"Matt thought he was when he died."

"Sirrah, it really was blood loss. Or something like he knew he wasn't gonna be king, so he gave respect to the closest thing to it when he died."

"What if we convince him?"

Kat shook her head.

"There's no way. He's an egotistical prat, he'd never give that up."

"Aren't you a bit biased?"

"Alright, yes, I am, but I don't think he's very reliable!"

"You never know."

"That's the point! We can't change this world too much, or thing's will happen that we don't expect!"

"Maybe that's a good thing."

"No, because if we don't change it much, then we know that it'll all turn out."
Sirrah sighed.

"Point. Alright, so it's decided that Jason and Alex have to be taken, but I still don't think that Matt should be taken out of the picture!"

"He doesn't have to be taken out completely."

"Yes, but if you put him to sleep, he'll wake up and want to be king."

"Yes, but he cant. Jay already is."

"He'll overthrow him."

Kat sighed.

"Yeah, I wouldn't put it past him. But what can we do?"

"Let him live and be awake!"

"Out of the question. Jay'll never take his place."

"If we explain…"

"He hate's me! He'd never listen!"

"Me?"

"Possibly, but not very likely, he's mistrustful of us. Remember, he's the one that yelled at you."

Sirrah sighed.

"I suppose you're right there. Then what?"

"I dunno, but at least we agree that we disagree."

So far, Aragorn thought, this was making no sense. Legolas, next to him, seemed to think the same thing. They had been looking for them to check on them, they'd been gone all day. When they had seen them finally, they had been talking about people that they had never heard about, though the names seemed famileir to Aragorn. The whole conversation was lost on them, which was what the girls had intended. When they had been in their own world, they had assigned lord of the rings charecters to their friends, and one enemy. Now, when they needed to talk about the future, they simply used the names from their world.

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Kat was sitting down when she heard sam remark about wanting to see some elf magic. She look pointedly at Sirrah, and they quickly shuffled off, to Frodo's puzzlement. In reality, they had not gone far, they had simply gone off into the tooly brush so that Kat could cast an invisibility spell. Only a random elf heard her words, but did not see them.

"Draw thine prying gaze away

keep thy minds eye at bay

see us not as we go

as birds sing and rivers flow"
Sirrah was visible to Kat, Kat was visible to Sirrah, but they were invisible to the rest of the people. They walked around for a bit, watching pippin and merry play a game, then moved on when it became hard to stop laughing. They then quickly popped over to drool over Aragorn and Legolas, then raced over to the mirror. Sam was gazing into it raptly, making comments and finally looking away in disgust. Then it was Frodo's turn.

By now, Kat and Sirrah had tip toed down to the mirror and were standing beside Sam. They watched the whole Speil, bored, then hung around some more while Frodo talked to Galadriel. They didn't know why they were there, but had been there for so many other famous parts, they didn't want to miss this one. Continuing on, Frodo left, and they watched Galadriel. They were about to leave, when she surprised them.

"Witches of Angmar. Do you wish to look into the Mirror?"

Kat did a double take, then hit herself.

"The ring. Duh!"

"What?"

"Her ring…She has a ring of power!"

"So?"

Kat sighed.

"Finate Incantum So it means she can see us, not to mention we weren't exactly quiet."

Galadriel smiled as they turned visible.

"You are correct. Do you wish to look into the mirror?"

Kat immediately shook her head.

"No way, though I would like a nice long conversation on the history of the elven rings. I know some, but I can't help it, I'm curios."

Sirrah sighed.

"I don't really want to look, but can I be excused from the conversation?"

Galadriel nodded and led Kat away, leaving Sirrah, shaking her head.

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At some point Kat and Sirrah would later remember a strange incident, in which they saw just how far Boromir had gone into the power of the ring.

It was late evening, and the Fellowship, plus the girls were sitting in the pavillion made for them. The girls were sitting near eachother, only aragorn between them, listlessly looking around. Sirrah was absently rubbing her ring copy, Boromir watching closely.

"Lady Sirrah." He suddenly inquired, "Where did you come upon this copy of the ring?"

Sirrah was not paying attention, and replied automatically.

"The internet."
Kat giggled.

"Sirrah, rephrase that."

Sirrah sat up.

"Oops, sorry, they make a bunch of these in our world, some are major fans of it."

Legolas sighed softly, remebering his and Kat's confusing conversation on coming to Lorien. Boromir did not hear, and raised an eyebrow.

"You have lords such as Sauron in your world?"

"Do not speak that name!" hissed Aragorn.

Boromir looked around.

"And why not? Why should we not speak his name, though he be the greatest lord in middle…"

He trailed off, realizing his words.

"I mean The greatest dark lord, though he is one, why should we not speak his name! It only serves to spread the fear further in our hearts."

Kat smiled gently, Sirrah saw and raised an eyebrow.

"We understand Boromir. Do not be afraid of us, but know that he can hear his name when it is spoken, this is where our fear comes from."

Boromir looked at Kat with a look akin to that of a child caught and forgiven. Sirrah shook her head and lay back down.

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The day finally came when they had to leave. None were very happy with this fact, except for the girls, who were eager to prove to the fellowship that Gandalf *was* alive. They were called to the Chamber that they had been at before. Kat and Sirrah grimaced at the climb, but did it anyway. Celeborn looked at all of them gravely.

"The time has come for all who wish to venture forth with the ring bearer to continue their quest. Those who wish to stay, may do so, but will be assured not of safety. You may go home, should you wish."

Galadriel looked long into the eyes of the true fellowship, already knowing the answer of Kat and Sirrah.

"They have all resolved to go forward."

"As for me," said Boromir, "My way home lies onward and not back."

Kat glared at the man, who did not notice. Sirrah stepped on her foot.

"That is true," said celborn, looking at the girls, "but is all this company going with you to Minas Tirith?"

"We have not decided our course," said Aragorn slowly, "Beyond Lothlorien I do not know what Gandalf intended to do. I do not think that he even had a clear purpose."

Celeborn said something about a river, which Sirrah did not quite grasp, then Boromir said another thing about Minas Tirith.

'Minas Tirith, Minas Tirith, Is that all this guy can talk about?'

'Hmph. Idiot.'

Celeborn now ansewered Boromir's implied question for Aragorn.

"I see that you do not yet know where you path lies. It is not my place to tell you where to go, but I shall give you this advice. There are some amoung you that can handle boats, Legolas, who knows the swift forest river, Boromir, of Gondor, and Aragorn, the traveler."

"And one Hobbit!" Cried merry, startling giggles from the girls, "Not all of us regard boats as Wild horses!"

"That is well, I will supply your company with boats."

Kat did not listen to the rest, she was so excited.

'On the road again…I just can't wait to get on the road again….'

'Kat.'

'yeah?'

'Shut up.'

'Oh very well.'

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Later that night, the fellowship plus Kat ans Sirrah had a small meeting. Kat, though she had made ammends with Boromir, still disliked him, and when he spoke of going to Minas Tirith with the ring, got quite pissed off. She didn't show it though, not wanting to distress anyone. None the less, while Boromir was talking, he made a small mistake.

"If you wish to destroy the armed might of the dark lord, then it is folly to go without force into his domain; and folly to throw away."

He stopped as Frodo looked at him, surprised. Kat sighed.

"It would be folly to throw the lives of so many away in a large assault, when a small one would work better. Do not pester him Boromir, he must make his own decision."

She said it gently enough that no offense was taken, but firmly enough to indicate that if he mentioned it again, she would kick him...hard. Frodo caught the new glint in his eye, and the annoyance mixed with sadness that surronded the girls like a blanket. He wondered what it meant, surely he did not mean the ring? Looking at Aragorn, he found the man deep in thought. The girls had gotten up, merry and pippin were asleep, and sam was nodding. The meeting was obviously over.

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The next morning, as they began to pack, elves came to them bearing gifts. Mostly, they brought food, lembas. To the elve's amusement, Gimli ate a whole one, enough for a whole day's march. Next, the elves brought cloaks. Kat and Sirrah's jaws dropped…literally. They were made of the most amazing matierial, changing colors to match their surroundings. As they were put on the others by the elves, Sirrah felt a strange power from them.

'Hm…it's elven magic for sure, not like ours, the magic is in the cloth, not laid on it.'

'Yeah, they're sort of spelled, but its subtle, the urk hai don't see Frodo when he's hiding because of it.'

'Ah.'

'The all knowing ah steps onto the stage.'

'Um…Kat…'

'What?'

'We're getting that look again.'

'oh…oops.'

And so they were, for the elves had begun to put on their own cloaks but stopped. They were now looking at both of them with curious eyes. Kat blushed furiously while Sirrah just looked down. The elves, startled by their behavior, swung their cloaks around them and quickly fastened the pin that kept them in place. Kat sighed, no matter what, she supposed, the elves would always regard them as someone that may turn. After all, what had been their allies had turned into the most feared servant of Sauron.

'heritage accounts for so much more here.'

'I know, hopefully, we can get around that.'

'yeah…hopefully.'

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After breakfast, they stood, saying their last farewell to the land around them. Kat grimaced when Haldir came walking up. Sirrah elbowed her, telling her to be nice, even if it was a dumb blond. Telling herself that Sirrah was right, Kat bowed and smiled.

"Good day Haldir."

Haldir looked surprised, as if he had not expected a civil greeting.

"And to you lady Kat, Lady Sirrah. It is my pleasure to be your guide again."

Frodo grinned.

"As it is our pleasure to have you."

"Thankyou, come, our path goes south, and there are many miles to cover!"

With that, they started out. Out of the elven city they passed, and into a deep thicket of trees. By noon, they had coome to an extra thick stand of trees, seeming like a wall. Haldir showed them an opening in the trees, and when they passed through, there lay before them a clear path. The silverlode ran smooth on the left, and the Anduin lay to the right. Kat sighed.

"Now *thats* what I call beauty."

Sirrah nodded mutely. The rest of the fellowship looked at them strangely, after all, this was the same land that they had entered from! Or nearly so anyway. Aragorn shook his head, they would never cease to surprise them he supposed. Near a stand of boulders, there were amny boats, a few of which had been readied for travellers. Of course, Sirrah and Kat were occupied when they did, seeing as they were in another heated argument over Boromir.

'Aragorn will dodge! He doesn't want to become King! Even if Boromir told him straight out that he was king and to take the throne, he wouldn't!'

'You don't know that!'

'Its obvious! He told Legolas not to say any more of his heritage at the council, he doesn't think he's worthy of Arwen, AND Boromir tells him point blank that Gondor doesn't need a king!'

'But obviously it does! We might be able to convince him of that! Besides! How would you keep him alive and out of the picture? Don't you want to keep what little trust we still have?'

'Yes, But if we keep trust and sacrifice this working, then everything goes out!'

They then came out of the conversation, both glowering, and gathering strange looks rather quickly, especially from the fellowship, who were now…rather afraid. They had never…ever, seen the two mad at eachother. What was it that was troubling them so?

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Kat glanced at Legolas as they started out. He looked somber. Kat sighed, drawing a look from the elf. She smiled.

"You'll see them again."

Legolas started. How did the girl do that?

"I may, but what of you? And the lady Sirrah?"

Kat smiled at her friend, she was still peeved at her friend, but not mad.

"We may, but if we do not, we have the memories and the dreams." She began to walk away, then turned around and gave him a calculating look that her parents often laughed at. He did not. "We also have you." Then she climbed into the boat with her friend, leaving Legolas slightly stunned.

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