A/N: Yay Erica (Arwen) is back and ready to kick some butt!! I think this fic is coming along awesome! What do you guys think? REVIEW it so we can make it even better!!! YEEHAW!!! *bouncing around* Sorry, I'm hyper for unknown reasons! Oh well, the awesome fic must go on!!!
Matt and Jamie were on cleanup duty, so they bustled around making the campsite looked as if they'd never been there.
"We ready to go?" Aragorn asked as he ran around the camp, making sure everything was perfect. He paused as he came to Arwen, and helped her up. She leaned in his arm, but once she stood up, she abruptly turned her back to him and started packing her stuff into the small traveling bag all the personship had been given.
"Let me help you," Aragorn protested. He kept trying to get in front of Arwen, but she turned away every time he came close to her range of view. Finally he sighed and stopped.
"What is it with you anyway? What did I do wrong?" he asked in exasperation. That made Arwen spin around in fury.
"You came along and complicated things! Ever since I was hurt, you keep fussing over me like a mother hen! I'm not completely helpless, you know!!!" With that, the elf stalked off in a huff.
"Sorry," Aragorn said to the empty air where a very angry girl had been a second before. Legolas came up and put his hand on his friend's arm.
"These females are giving us more trouble then they are worth," he said quietly. Aragorn snorted.
"You have got that right, my friend."
"What I mean is, they are complicating our lives. One minute I feel as though I could kill Nuavar, and the next I almost feel....attracted to her." Legolas told him. Aragorn sighed and said, "I feel exactly the same way about Arweniel. And the strange thing is, she just told me that I was complicating her life. What should I make of that?"
"Don't ask me, I'm not really that good with girls. As you can see with Nuavar." Legolas said.
Erica/Arwen stalked away from Aragorn, seemingly in a rage, but really, her mind was in a turmoil. Aaaah! That man is driving me insane! Okay, Erica, you have to decide right now. Do you like him, or do you hate him because he's an egotistical jackass moron? Erica thought to herself. Realizing the answer, she stopped short. "Oh my god," she muttered to herself. Shit! I DO like him!!! What do I do now?? She sat down on a rock to ponder this unexpected predicament. Maybe if I pretend I don't like him, I'll stop liking him. But do I want to stop liking him? Oh no! Does HE like me?? What if he hates me? AARRGH! She threw up her hands in exasperation, and dropped the subject. The personship was moving out.
Gandalf led the way, with the four hobbits in tow. Behind him came Boromir and Gimli, then Aragorn, Arwen, Legolas, and Nuavar. Steph and Pam were close behind. Lagging in the back, as usual, were Jamie and Matt.
"This is starting to seem too much like work," Jamie complained.
"Why don't we just quit this damned ring quest thing," Matt exclaimed.
"Oh no, we could never do that. Where would we go?" Jamie asked.
"Well, we could always go over to that Dark Lord Sauron dude. I'm sure he has better job perks than this." Matt suggested.
"I think I'll take my chances with this group." Jamie declared.
"Arwen listen, I need to talk to you!" Nuavar muttered to her friend. They dropped away from the group.
"Yeah, what is it?"
"I need to know what is going on here!!! It's crazy! I like Leggy, then I hate him. Then I like him again! I can see it's the same way with you and Aragorn."
"I just don't know, Morgan. But what I think we should do is I'll ask Legolas what he thinks of you, and you can ask Aragorn what he thinks of me!"
"Wow that's an awesome idea! We'll do it when we camp tonight." Nuavar decided.
"Okay." Arwen agreed. They hurried to get back to their place in line, and Aragorn gave them a suspicious look, but didn't press the subject. They plodded on up the snowy, cold mountain.