Chapter 15: Little Lost Ones

A/N: Arg! I hate Vanessa! Her chapter sux camel balls! I can't believe she did that to me! *starts crying* *Haldir comes over to comfort me* "You started this!" I yell. "Oh well." *Snuggles into Haldir* He he! We should probably be getting to where we're going soon and I haven't even started another storyline I wanted to do in here (and probably won't get to do!) Darn Vanessa.

A/N2: YOU KNOW YOU LOVE ME, CHRISTY!

Disclaimer:

Legolas: Vanessa, I don't want to wear this!

Me: Oh, come on out and let me be the judge of that.

Legolas: Do I have to?

Me: *sighs* Yes.

Legolas: *walks out in tight pants, no shirt, and royal crown*

Me: Aww… you look all grown up. Now do the disclaimer.

Legolas: Vanessa and Christy are poor. Vanessa now has to go and buy more tape for all her pretty new posters and has no more money. So don't bother suing.

 "We're not in class, smart one!" I said, trying frantically to come up with some excuse for knowing Haldir.

"I know that!" Vanessa retorted. "Now answer the question!"

"You must have mistaken me for someone else," I suggested to Haldir in a seemingly innocent voice. While I was saying this, I sent Haldir a glare that said, "we'll talk later! Just agree right now!"

"Yes," Haldir said slowly. "I must have. Now that I think about it Lady Christine was taller than you."

"Thank Eru he caught on!" I silently gave thanks.

"So you're saying I'm short?!" I asked, feigning offense.

"What?! No, no. Uh… of course not," he stuttered.

"Ha! I got the elf! Hehehe!" I laughed while Haldir looked confused.

"Don't worry about it," Vanessa murmured. "She's psycho."

"Yes I am!" I agreed and started singing 'Row, row, row your boat'."

"Umm…moving on…" Vanessa said before dragging Haldir away.

            ***

"Are you sure? Please say you mind!" Merry begged me, trying to get out of dancing with Random Chick #12 who was trying to drag him to the dance floor.

I grinned evilly and went back to my Daqari (the alcohol was taking effect). "Have fun!" I winked at him.

"That was not very nice," I heard Haldir comment from behind me, causing me to jump.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"Hiding from Vanessa." (A/N2: Gasp! But you love me, Haldir!!!)

"Ah. You poor elf," I sympathized. "You should never have agreed to be her "personal slave," buddy."

"Just hide me!" Haldir begged.

"OK, follow me. We'll find you a costume to save your silver-haired ass," I instructed him.

We went down to the ship's store and I thought of what Haldir should be disguised as; Dr. Jackson from Stargate SG-1.

"Let's see if it works," I whispered. "Wait until I'm sitting down again to come in." I took one last look at him before I ventured back to my seat.

I remembered that Kitty also had a thing for the archeologist/linguist. "Oh no! I hope she doesn't see him!" I thought as I scanned the room for the Smurf. I breathed a sigh of relief when I found her; she was busy trying to defend poor Leggy from all the men chasing him. Nothing for me to worry about, unless Vanessa found out what I had done.

Haldir walked in and went straight to the bar, not looking at me, and ordered a rum and coke like I told him to do. About 5 minutes later, Vanessa came over to my table.

"Unless you're bringing a margarita or daiquiri, go away," I told her before she said anything. She left and returned with a pina colada, a margarita, and a daiquiri for me and a beer for herself.

"There? Happy now?" she asked sarcastically.

"Yes!" I replied smiling. "Now what did you want anyway?"

"Have you seen Haldir recently?" she inquired looking around.

"No, not really," I answered, scanning the crowd with her. Unlike her, I knew where to look and still couldn't find him. "Sorry."

"It's OK," she assured me. "I'll keep looking."

            ***

By 11 the party started to winding down and by midnight DJ Steve was saying the party was officially over and everyone had to leave so the crew could clean up. That didn't mean anyone really went to bed. We all went back to our rooms to change into normal clothes (and in Kitty's case, wash off). I think Haldir was still avoiding Nessa as I hadn't seen him the rest of the night.

After the guys got cleaned up, they unanimously decided to go to the bar for a "guy's night out." We girls decided to let them go so we could talk. I didn't feel much like talking so I excused myself, grabbed a jacket, and walked up to the deck to look at the stars again.

I sat on a lawn chair, glad that I had changed into my jeans. Slowly I started to fall asleep, the motion of the ship rocking me. I didn't sleep for long though. *Poke*

"Oww!" I yelled and jumped up, looking for whoever poked me. "What did you do that for?!"

"Because we need to talk." I whirled around to find Haldir.

"Ah! Don't do that!"

"What?"

"Never mind. Talk away."

"Why did you tell me your name was 'Lady Christine'?" he asked, sounding hurt.

"Hey, buddy, you decided I was 'Lady Christine'! I only said my name was 'Christine', which is true," I defended myself. "Christy is a shortened version of Christine."

"So you didn't lie to me?"

"No, silly!" I laughed.

"Then why did you deny knowing me earlier?""

"Because I have a relationship I need to break off before we can be together," I explained. "Do you forgive me?"

"Of course. Go ahead and find him if you want to do that now," Haldir replied, hugging me.

"Yeah, I should probably do it now," I agreed. "I'll be back in a little bit."

            ***

After searching a few bars, I finally found the right one, unfortunately. Once again, the fellowship had discovered the "wonder of karaoke." Gandalf and Gimli were singing a duet of "Girls and Boys" by Good Charlotte; it was rather scary. I went into the bar and ordered a martini then grabbed Merry and pulled him away from Éomer who had suddenly appeared and decided to try his 'male child rapist' act on a hobbit and poor Merry couldn't escape.

"Merry… there's something I've been meaning to talk to you about," I told him.

"What?" he asked then took a chug on his beer.

"Uh…I don't really know how to say this, but…uh…well I don't really love you the same way I used to," I finished hurriedly.

"What do you mean?" he asked, confused. "Do you want a divorce or something?! Pippin told me to expect this eventually!"

"Stop screaming! You're getting stared at!" I hissed at him. "And, I'm not trying to be mean, but the thing with divorces is that you have to be officially married to get one."

"What do you mean?" He was even more confused now.

"Well, see, the Elvis impersonator wasn't really licensed to perform marriages," I confessed. "It was just to make me feel better about what we were going to do later that night. Do you hate me?"

"No," he assured me. "I kinda suspected something was up. I think 'Elvis' has a bit too much pipe weed that day and also you haven't been paying as much attention to me as you did at first. And then, there is that girl that you let drag me off earlier."

I grinned sheepishly. "Sorry about that. So are we still friends?"

"Yes."

"OK, good." I breathed a sigh of relief. "Now, could you get your stuff out of my room?"

"Anything to get away from Éomer and the Horrific Duo over there!" He pointed to Gandalf and Gimli, now onto the Barney Theme Song; never a good song but even worse when sung by them.

            ***

After helping Merry get his stuff out of my room and explaining why Haldir's was in there (we had to stash it somewhere!) I ran back up to the deck and jump Haldir from behind.

"All better now?" he asked as I jumped down.

"Yep!" I replied and kissed him long and good.

We probably stayed on the deck kissing, hugging, and talking for close to 2 more hours, until the martini wore off and I started to get tired again.

"Where am I to sleep?" Haldir asked. "I am Vanessa's slave yet I am bound to you." (A/N: Don't ask about the "bound to you" thing. I am exhausted right now and running on what little adrenaline is left in my system)

"Well, I doubt Aragorn would much appreciate a male sleeping in the same room as Vanessa, and I have another bed in my room, you can sleep in there," I reasoned.

            ***

"Alright, here it is- home sweet home," I said, unlocking my door and leading Haldir in. "This is my bed and you can sleep over in the other one." I quickly went to the bathroom to change into my pink "monkey business" PJ's.

I kissed Haldir good-night one more time and crawled into my cold bed, wishing for Haldir's warmth. I guess elves can read minds cuz as soon as I wished that, I felt his warm body wrap around mine and I soon fell fast asleep, oblivious to the world.

A/N: OK, sucky for y'all, good for me. I know, once again Nessa was screaming but I don't care. I've had a bad week and I needed to make myself better. I also could have gotten myself in trouble at the end- walk in with Haldir and find Nessa waiting. That would not be good so I didn't write it.

A/N2: It sure would have been easier for me! Because I had a heck of a hard time deciding on what to write! *sigh* Oh well. I want to take the time now to thank our reviewers (I think we still have some at least!)

Brittany: Brittany! I'm glad you found us and I hope Christy and I don't scare you too much! See you at school! Or on your birthday if I don't get grounded…

PrincessEvenstar: Howdy! I'm glad you're enjoying our fic! Yeah, Christy was in trouble until she wrestled her way out of it. Thanks for reviewing!

Kits: Kitty, I'm gonna hurt you! Tehehe. Actually, you didn't review last chapter. So why am I talking to you?

Me: Me? Who the heck is 'Me'? Is that you Christy? If it is…hi!

Also, I would like to announce that I have changed my penname. Instead I will be Wandering Prophet. Meh, I might change it back but for now that's who I am. Oh, and for all of you who are, or might become, Breegirls fans; Kristin and De have joined back up to give fan fiction one last try!