A/N- Thank you so much for reviewing! Well, here's the next chapter....im sorry its so short; I just

read Legolas's Brides' review, and suddenly I was writing again, but its really late. The next chapter

will be really long, and epic, ok? Let me know about what pairings I should have. Thanks again

guys!

Disclaimer- So far, I own everything in this story, (with the exception of Christophe Isherwood's 'Berlin Stories.') I won't in later chapters, though.

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On with the fic!

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I flopped on my bed, and groped around on my nightstand for some aspirin. God, my head hurt....

Taking the aspirin, I reached over for a book, a magazine, a porn video, anything to keep my mind

off my head. Cabaret dancing and underage drinking don't bode well for a good nights sleep. On

the contrary, it boded very well until the participant realized she was drinking on an empty stomach.

That broke the fourth rule on the list of things Blue had told her NEVER to do. The list went as follows; 1. Don't tell anyone about the M C Club.

2. Don't tell ANYONE about the M C Club.

3. Never, ever actually BE available; only seem it.

4. Never, ever drink on an empty stomach; ALWAYS eat something first. 5. Never tell ANYONE who you are, or what you name is, or anything that could EVER be considered personal information. If you have to wonder about whether it's personal or not, don't say it.

I sighed, and continued my blind search for something to do. My fingers closed over a

copy of the Lord of The Rings. I had always loved those books; everyone seemed so balanced, so

centered- everyone had a purpose, a sense of belonging, so different from my everyday struggle

for school work, and paid work. I especially loved the elves; they were so...god...there's no real

word to describe them. They were the opposite of everything she stood for- a perfectly balanced,

graceful, stable race that depicted the epitome of what she strove to shape her life into- although, I

thought resignedly, I failed miserably if those are the standards I'm setting. I leafed though the

pages, picking a spot at random, and letting my eyes scan the page. They were at the council of

Elrond...Boromir had just risen to put in his pessimistic views...Legolas had just risen to speak....

I yawned, and my eyes fluttered shut. I let go of everything, and just let sleep take me. It felt so

wonderful to not worry...even if for just a moment.... I barely noticed my fingertips growing hot

where they were touching the books' pages. Before I knew it, I was asleep.