A/N: Well the almighty Erica has decided to write another chapter. I grace you with my presence. lol. whatever, read it. AND REVIEW IT!!!!!!
Arwen slowly opened her eyes and groaned as the pain in her right shoulder flared.
"Hey, she's awake!" came Nuavar's voice. "You okay, Arwen?"
"No." Morgan helped Erica up and Aragorn headed over.
"Ooo, here comes your man. You know, he was worried sick for the last few days," Nuavar said quietly and walked away.
"Arweniel, I am so sorry. I should never have challenged you." Aragorn said. His face was creased with worry.
"No, it was my fault that I accepted. But...." Arwen slapped him.
"Ow! What was that for?"
"Well you did say that it was your fault, and because you called me Arwen when you said you wouldn't, and..." Erica trailed off as Aragorn's face came closer to hers.
"You don't like it when I call you that?" he asked playfully. I blushed and began to explain.
"Well no, I mean, I do like it, but it's just that when...." he interrupted me by gently brushing my lips with his. I stared astonishingly into his eyes and tried to say something but he kissed me again. Then, abruptly, he stood up and said, "I dearly hope you feel better soon, Arweniel." I smiled as he walked away.
"Do you think you feel well enough to head out?" Frodo asked gently later that day. Everyone was sitting around a fire.
"Yes, I'm feeling much better. Thank you for letting me use some of your wolf bane plant. It really helped the pain."
"Glad to help, Lady Arwen."
"So, Arwen, you ready to get up off your royal butt and let us get moving tomorrow? You already wasted enough time by sleeping," Matt said maliciously.
"Matt you are such a pain in the ass did you know that???" I retorted. "You don't even have a way of defending yourself except running away or surrendering. So basically, you're a pathetic, lowlife, dirty scum!" Matt seemed taken aback by Arwen's tirade, so he left and went to his bedroll to try and get to sleep. Jamie followed soon after, humming bars of his new song.
"I propose we all have an early night. There will be much exhausting hiking tomorrow, as we climb yonder mountain," Gandalf announced. Everyone except Arwen drifted off to sleep. The normal teenager/elven Lady stared into the fire, contemplating what direction her life was going. "So much for going to university," she muttered to herself, and didn't even notice Aragorn sneaking up behind her.
"You out of all of the personship should be getting sleep," he said quietly. Erica sighed, and turned around to face the Ranger.
"Good idea. I'll go now. Good-night, Aragorn."
"Sleep well, fair Lady Arweniel." he called.
"You are an insufferable moron!" Arwen said and threw a food pack at the grinning Strider.