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A/N: Sorry about those last two chapters…I forgot to spell check again…
Time: Do I Have to Think of a Title???
Rachel sighed and awoke, keeping her eyes closed for a few moments. She felt wonderful. When her eyes fluttered open, Legolas was already gone. He stood on the edge of the forest, thinking. It was then that Rachel remembered the night before…Holly. She could be hurt or dead by now…all that blood.
"You are awake," Legolas said. He hadn't moved, but now turned and gazed at Rachel. She sat and stared back. Her hair cascaded down her body gently and the sleep in her face made her seem soft and untouched. Legolas knew she wasn't anymore. The night before, he had discovered everything about her in his dreams…every curve. He knew her completely in his mind. During the early morning, he had to leave Rachel for the desire had made his entire body radiate. The guilt, now that it was morning, flooded his every inch.
"Thank you…I shouldn't have acted that way. I'm trained not to," Rachel said to him. He nodded and crossed his arms. Trained.
"You're alive. You have emotions. You're pardoned," Legolas said to her over his shoulder.
"Still…Never mind. Where are the others?" she asked, changing the subject. Legolas pointed to the forest. They had been gone for two hours now.
"Aragorn and Gimli are searching for a trail…maybe Ho—" he didn't want to finish. It was the wrong thing to say.
"Maybe…well, we need to leave soon!" Rachel said. She didn't want today to be a bad day no matter what happened the night before. She smiled and hummed a song by Dave Matthews and began getting all of their stuff together. It was somewhat painful to move her hands. Her fiasco with the tree had left her unable to even nudge something. She didn't like that, but had to live with it for a while.
"Eat this," Legolas said, handing her his Lembas for the morning. He wasn't hungry for food…
"Thanks…again. I really owe you, don't I?" Rachel asked him. Legolas shook his head and sat beside the snuffed fire. He picked up a twig, tossed it into the fire ring and watched a hawk above them soar over the canopy of the forest. She had no idea what he took from her. Perfume, touch, voice, sight, happiness. It depressed him.
"There is no sign of him or Holly," Aragorn said as he reentered the camp site. Gimli followed shortly after and began polishing his axe. Rachel took the rag from him, still humming, and put it in his pouch.
"Nope. No time. We have an appointment," she told them. Aragorn looked at her with confusion. Gimli was just irritated that she had taken his rag right from his hand.
"What appointment?!" he snapped at her. She shook her finger at him and began, like a maid, to clean everything up and gather all of their stuff together.
"Ah ah ah! Curiosity killed the cat! But trust me, you'll want to attend this meeting," she told them. She liked taunting people when she could. Annoyance was one of the best things to play around with.
"Tell us!" Aragorn pleaded. Rachel shook her head, still humming. She grabbed her pack and began walking down a small path to her back. The others had no choice but to follow.
Her step was fast…she had to know where she was going. They would be so relieved when they met…
"Do you know where she's taking us, Legolas?" Gimli asked, walking beside his friend. Legolas shook his head and sighed. She was too happy. Rachel was covering her feelings up. That wasn't a good thing.
"This way…" Rachel said absently. The rock Merry and Pippin met Treebeard on should be right…there!
"Okay…we wait here," she sighed, sitting down on a rock. She opened her pack and got out a CD and her player. Setting it on the ground she turned it to full blast and laid back, closing her eyes. The others looked at her, but the music soothed them. She peeked open one of her eyes and saw Legolas close his eyes and sway slightly. It reminded him of elven voices.
"What is this?" Aragorn asked. Rachel smiled.
"Enya. I thought you'd like it," she said. They sat, listening to the Gaelic words and waited for the "appointment" Rachel was so sure would come to be.
A/N: Wow! I didn't think I'd get that many reviews this fast! *Sigh * I guess I have to write a sequel, eh? Thanks "the person who put down about fourteen reviews in a row!!!" …I can't think of your pen name right now…I'm not online, so I can't really check either…^_^
A/N: Sorry about those last two chapters…I forgot to spell check again…
Time: Do I Have to Think of a Title???
Rachel sighed and awoke, keeping her eyes closed for a few moments. She felt wonderful. When her eyes fluttered open, Legolas was already gone. He stood on the edge of the forest, thinking. It was then that Rachel remembered the night before…Holly. She could be hurt or dead by now…all that blood.
"You are awake," Legolas said. He hadn't moved, but now turned and gazed at Rachel. She sat and stared back. Her hair cascaded down her body gently and the sleep in her face made her seem soft and untouched. Legolas knew she wasn't anymore. The night before, he had discovered everything about her in his dreams…every curve. He knew her completely in his mind. During the early morning, he had to leave Rachel for the desire had made his entire body radiate. The guilt, now that it was morning, flooded his every inch.
"Thank you…I shouldn't have acted that way. I'm trained not to," Rachel said to him. He nodded and crossed his arms. Trained.
"You're alive. You have emotions. You're pardoned," Legolas said to her over his shoulder.
"Still…Never mind. Where are the others?" she asked, changing the subject. Legolas pointed to the forest. They had been gone for two hours now.
"Aragorn and Gimli are searching for a trail…maybe Ho—" he didn't want to finish. It was the wrong thing to say.
"Maybe…well, we need to leave soon!" Rachel said. She didn't want today to be a bad day no matter what happened the night before. She smiled and hummed a song by Dave Matthews and began getting all of their stuff together. It was somewhat painful to move her hands. Her fiasco with the tree had left her unable to even nudge something. She didn't like that, but had to live with it for a while.
"Eat this," Legolas said, handing her his Lembas for the morning. He wasn't hungry for food…
"Thanks…again. I really owe you, don't I?" Rachel asked him. Legolas shook his head and sat beside the snuffed fire. He picked up a twig, tossed it into the fire ring and watched a hawk above them soar over the canopy of the forest. She had no idea what he took from her. Perfume, touch, voice, sight, happiness. It depressed him.
"There is no sign of him or Holly," Aragorn said as he reentered the camp site. Gimli followed shortly after and began polishing his axe. Rachel took the rag from him, still humming, and put it in his pouch.
"Nope. No time. We have an appointment," she told them. Aragorn looked at her with confusion. Gimli was just irritated that she had taken his rag right from his hand.
"What appointment?!" he snapped at her. She shook her finger at him and began, like a maid, to clean everything up and gather all of their stuff together.
"Ah ah ah! Curiosity killed the cat! But trust me, you'll want to attend this meeting," she told them. She liked taunting people when she could. Annoyance was one of the best things to play around with.
"Tell us!" Aragorn pleaded. Rachel shook her head, still humming. She grabbed her pack and began walking down a small path to her back. The others had no choice but to follow.
Her step was fast…she had to know where she was going. They would be so relieved when they met…
"Do you know where she's taking us, Legolas?" Gimli asked, walking beside his friend. Legolas shook his head and sighed. She was too happy. Rachel was covering her feelings up. That wasn't a good thing.
"This way…" Rachel said absently. The rock Merry and Pippin met Treebeard on should be right…there!
"Okay…we wait here," she sighed, sitting down on a rock. She opened her pack and got out a CD and her player. Setting it on the ground she turned it to full blast and laid back, closing her eyes. The others looked at her, but the music soothed them. She peeked open one of her eyes and saw Legolas close his eyes and sway slightly. It reminded him of elven voices.
"What is this?" Aragorn asked. Rachel smiled.
"Enya. I thought you'd like it," she said. They sat, listening to the Gaelic words and waited for the "appointment" Rachel was so sure would come to be.
A/N: Wow! I didn't think I'd get that many reviews this fast! *Sigh * I guess I have to write a sequel, eh? Thanks "the person who put down about fourteen reviews in a row!!!" …I can't think of your pen name right now…I'm not online, so I can't really check either…^_^