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Well, um… that does about it really… enjoy the next chapter!

Chapter Four; Advantages of Being stuck on a Mountainside  

"Two, Three, Four, Five. Good, very good," Boromir didn't even sound slightly out of breath as Sara sat on a hill watching Merry and Pippin train in sword fighting. Aragorn was sitting next to her watching on as well.

The Fellowship had left just days earlier. Sara still remembered the scared looks that the hobbits gave her when they first saw that she was going with them. They gazed into her eyes and looked away as if scolded for looking at her. After that moment had past, intense curiosity took over them and Merry and Pippin in particular began to chat to her. They hadn't believed that a woman was going with them; after all, they hadn't seen one at the Council. Sara kept her comments to herself when they had said that.

"Move your feet," Aragorn jerked her out of her little daydream and Sara smiled as Merry complimented Pippin. They were so adorable, she was so glad that they had came along with them. She got up and walked towards Frodo and Sam. Sam looked down shyly and Frodo welcomed her with a polite smile.

"If anyone was to ask for my opinion, which I note they're not, I'd say we were taking the long way round. Gandalf, we could pass through the Mines of Moria. My cousin Balin would give us a royal welcome," Gimli said.

"Yeah? Well no one asked your for your opinion," Sara muttered quietly in Elvish. She heard Legolas laugh gently and they sent each other an amused look. Sometimes it was great being an elf.

"No Gimli, I would not take the roads through Moria unless I had no other choice," Gandalf said. Sara smirked openly at Gimli, and he glared back at her.

Legolas jumped from one rock to another, noticing something from far away. Sara wasn't bothered by it. She knew it had been coming towards them for a while now, but something inside her told her not to say anything. It would turn out okay. 

"Aaah!"

Sara looked over to where Pippin had just shouted something. Boromir was apologising profoundly at something that he had done and Sara released a breath that she had been holding. Pippin kicked Boromir's leg and Sara laughed loudly, making Boromir glare at her. Merry and Pippin tackled him to the ground and Sara smiled as the three were shouting things at random times.

"What's that?" Sam asked, noticing that Legolas was looking at something.

Gimli waved his hand dismissively. "Nothing, it's just a whiff of cloud."

"It's moving fast…against the wind," Boromir said.

"Hide!" Aragorn shouted. Sara didn't need telling twice, she hid under some nearby bushes with Legolas. She looked away from Legolas, embarrassed that she was so near him. Sara instead, concentrated on looking at the huge amount to black birds that were flying over them, cawing in an intimidating way. She couldn't help but feel she had seen this before. She shrugged the feeling off and got out of her hiding place after the birds had flown over their heads.

"Spies of Saruman! The passage south is being watched. We must take the Pass of Caradhras," Gandalf said as the Fellowship got out of the places they were hiding in.

Sara was looking at the back of Boromir's head. He turned around slowly; the feeling of being watched compelling him to do so. He looked into Sara's dark brown eyes. He hadn't noticed before; but there were little blue speckles of colours that made them look like stars against a black sky. Boromir frowned as he noticed a glazed look on her face, her eyes turning into a black abyss of nothingness. He couldn't move his gaze. He was frozen to the spot, unable to look away from Sara's eyes.

"The ring…" a voice spoke in his mind. Boromir's hands clenched into fists and he tried to blink. He tried to look away. He couldn't. It was as if his eyes were not his own. "You can't do this…"

"What can't I do?" Boromir pleaded, wanting the whole thing to end. Energy slowly drained away from his body, and he could have sworn that the light from around him was fading.

"Don't do it!" the voice was a raspy and ancient, though it roughly boomed in his head. Pain exploded within his skull and he tried to cry out, only to find that he couldn't move as the last bit of his energy was snatched away from him.

"Sara!" Gandalf strode up to Sara, but she didn't even flinch as she stared at Boromir intensely. Her eyes didn't move, the blue twinkle in them consumed by the darkness around them.

Everybody turned to look at the two stare at each other. Pippin felt a wave of uneasiness as he saw Sara's face. Something was wrong.

Gandalf murmured a spell softly, waving his hand over Sara's face. The colour drained from her features and her knees buckled, sending her crashing to the floor. Boromir looked away from her, breathing heavily. Something was definitely not right about her. He sat down on the ground and put his head in is hands, looking over at the form of Sara, shaking slightly on the ground.

"Hush, child. You should know by now that it isn't your fault…" Gandalf kneeled down by her side, and he put his hand on her forehead.

"I'm so sorry," Sara sobbed slightly, and her shoulders trembled. "I haven't done that in such a long time…I …" she trailed off and hung her head in shame. Gandalf nodded at her and got up again. Merry and Pippin ran to her side and patted her on the head.

"There, there," Merry shushed. Sara smiled and looked at the two hobbits, finding some comfort in the words that they were saying. They had no idea. She found herself hugging them both tightly and they laughed, hugging her back.

Such innocents.        

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The cold air bit harshly on the hobbit's skin, and they trudged wearily through the white snow. Legolas watched Sara's back with a slight frown playing on his face as he walked with ease on the snow without leaving a trace. He had been wondering what had gone on between Boromir and Sara, but he didn't want to ask, as it wasn't his place to. Legolas just decided to observe Sara a bit closer to see if he could work anything out. He watched he blonde and brown hair blow through the wind and about her face, even though it was tied back into a high ponytail.

Sara turned around when she heard Frodo cry out and fall over in the snow, and she watched him roll down the slope towards Aragorn. She sighed with relief when Aragorn caught him.

Frodo fumbled around his neck, frantically searching for something. Sara realised that the ring wasn't around his neck anymore. Frodo looked back up to where he fell and saw it lying in the snow. Boromir noticed the ring shining brightly in the snow, and he stepped towards it slowly, picking it by its chain, a look of awe upon his face. 

Aragorn and Sara noticed the look with concern. "Boromir…" Aragorn said.

"Don't…" Sara warned and was slightly worried at the look with Boromir was giving the ring. It was getting creepy. It was just her luck to get stuck with the creepy guys.

"It is a strange fate we should suffer so much fear and doubt over so small a thing… Such a little thing," Boromir uttered.

"Boromir! Give the Ring to Frodo," the sound of Aragorn's voice said it all, and Boromir snapped his head up.

"As you wish…I care not," Boromir said, handing the ring back to Frodo. Sara snorted loudly and coughed sarcastically causing everyone to look at her strangely.

"What?" she asked, giving them a dark, annoyed look that she had perfected from fighting with Haldir. They looked away quickly muttering things and Sara smiled, satisfied.

They continued to walk, and Sara couldn't help but send a gloating look at Gimli every other minute at the fact that her and Legolas were warm. Gimli just scowled and shook his head, tutting in an annoying way.

"Well tut on, fatty, 'cause nothing's gonna spoil my mood," Sara thought with a satisfied smile. Maybe there was a good side to being stuck on the side of a mountain. She thought for a second. Well, reason number one was that she could make a dwarf feel even more dwarf-like. Number two was to skit at the dwarf… reason three was-

"There is a fell voice on the air," Legolas said, looking around him as if a mini evil wizard with a pointy hat and staff was about to pop out at any moment. Sara cast a suspicious glance at Gandalf.

"It's Saruman!" Gandalf shouted as an avalanche of snow towards the Fellowship, but it just missed them.

"He's trying to bring down the mountain! Gandalf, we must turn back!" Aragorn shouted across from where he stood protecting one of the hobbits.

"No!" Gandalf said, and he stepped forwards out of the snow and began to chant a spell. Sara felt a slight queasiness in her stomach. She hated spells sometimes.

Another blast of lighting hit the side of the mountain, covering the Fellowship in snow. Sara saw black all around her and she gasped, managing to get her head above the surface of the snow. She heard a soft splutter from beside her and she saw Sam's head pop up out of the snow.

"We must get off the mountain! Make for the Gap of Rohan and take the west road to my city!" Boromir yelled over the ruthlessly blowing winds.

"The Gap of Rohan takes us too close to Isengard," Aragorn opposed against Boromir's suggestion.  

"If we cannot pass over a mountain, let us go under it. Let us go through the Mines of Moria," Gimli said. Gandalf looked at Gimli with a worried face.

"Let the Ring barer decide," Gandalf said, turning to face Frodo.

Frodo looked around at his shivering friends, their faces pink with the cold. "We will go through the mines."

"So be it."

/When it gets cold outside and ya got nobody to love

You'll understand what I mean when I say

There's no way we're gonna give up

And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dreams

Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe

Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe/

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There you go, that was that chappie! ^_^ Sorry if it was baddy bad… Urgh, Sara is SUCH a major Mary-Sue… but you know you love it ;)

The random lyrics at the end were Maroon 5, 'Harder to Breathe' from the album 'Songs About Jane'. Check out their stuff, they really are fabbity fab. I don't know why I even put those lyrics in there. It's just one of my fave songs at the mo. 

Well review if you liked…if you didn't then don't…

Legolas: Just get on with it!

Oily: Shuddup.

Legolas: *sigh* you always say that.

Haldir: Just let her get on with it, you know how she gets!

Oily: The pair of you just tell people to review if they liked it. They seem to like you better than me.

Haldir: *sarcastically* I wonder why…

Legolas: Just review peoples. She's not feeling very well.

Oily: Thank you!