Disclaimer: WAH!! Anything you recognize is Tolkein's, NOT mine! I only
own Calime, Mirime and Jack Hudson. And in all fairness, Jack Hudson
belongs to the TV show Sue Thomas: F.B.Eye. So I own. . . Nothing. ;)
A/N: Finally, a LITTLE bit of Calime/ Legolas fluff! Y'all know you love it! Not much, mind you, for a few chapters, but there is enough to (hopefully) satisfy y'all until then!
OK, since I have NO idea how long this story takes, as far as time goes, it will be 9 months (three months for each book) and the time between leaving Lothlorien and Edoras/ Helm's Deep will be one month. ;) Enjoy!
'*___*' means that Lady Galadriel is speaking in her thoughts.
'____' means that Calime is thinking those things, not saying them.
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Chapter 15: Lothlorien
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Calime ran for what seemed like days, but was only about 10 hours. Even though she was an athlete, she was no good at cross-country. Still, she easily kept ahead of the hobbits and Gimli, though her lungs were burning and her heart pounding. Then they saw a wood, far in the distance. The trees were large, shaped like the redwoods near her home, but the trunks seemed to be made of silver and the leaves were a magical golden.
When they passed through the first of the trees, they slowed to a walk and fell into their normal "ranks:" Legolas and Calime near at the front, Gimli and Boromir behind them, with the hobbits and Aragorn bringing up the rear. Calime drank in the beautiful surroundings. Everything was green and gold and silver, as magical as Rivendell and as bright as a thousand suns, but a calm sort of light. It seemed so new, like a great new adventure when everything was exciting and enthralling, but Calime couldn't shake the feeling that she had been to this forest before.
"Stay close, young hobbits! They say that a great sorceress lives in these woods. An Elf-witch of terrible power. All who look upon her fall under her spell," Gimli was saying to the hobbits. Calime rolled her eyes. A voice entered her head then, startling her.
'*Leah Calime Hudson, of a realm that is not on this earth; you will find what you seek here, the things that can heal your soul and mind. All that glitters is not gold, though, and your true calling with announce itself. You must follow it.. .*' Lady Galadriel's haunting voice filled her head, and then it was gone.
'What does it mean? I will find what I am looking for? The only thing I am looking for is a family that trusts me, and lets me deal with my pain my own way, and for my part of this mission to make some sense. Having Legolas speak to me again wouldn't be bad, either,' she mused in her head.
"Well, here's one dwarf she won't ensnare so easily. I have the eyes of a hawk and the ears of a fox," Gimli was still chattering. All of a sudden, elves surrounded them, bows drawn. Legolas and Calime both drew their bows and arrows quickly, aiming at the fair elves.
"The dwarf breathes so loud, we could have shot him in the dark," the head elf said. Calime remembered his name to be Haldir. Gimli flushed, making his face more ruddy. "Mae govannen, Legolas Thranduilion.(Welcome, Legolas, son of Thranduil)"
"Govannas vin gwennen le, Haldir o Lorien," Legolas said. (Our Fellowship stands in your debt, Haldir of Lorien.)
"A Aragorn in Dunedain istannen le amen," Haldir said. (Aragorn of the Dunedain, we know you.)
"Hennaid," Aragorn returned. (Thanks.)
"You bring great evil with you. You can go no further," Haldir said.
"Boe amen veriad lin. Andelu I ven," Aragorn said (We need your protection. The road is very dangerous.) "I wish to come to you. Please understand, we need your support."
Calime, bored with the conversation, pushed back the hood of her cloak and gazed around the woods. Several of the elves in the group looked at her with interest; she was undoubtedly as beautiful as any elf-maiden, but unlike many of them, seemed contentedly unaware of her beauty. Aragorn sent them all a stern look, though, and the elves looked away. Aragorn had become like a second father to Calime, as well as the hobbits.
"You will follow me," Haldir was saying. "Caras Galadhon. The heart of
Elvendom on earth. Realm of the Lord Celeborn and of Galadriel, Lady of Light." The Fellowship followed the elves through an intricate labyrinth to a winding staircase around a huge tree. They entered the Grand Court of Galadriel and Celeborn. Galadriel and Celeborn entered in a pool of bright light.
"The enemy knows that you have entered here. What hope you had in secrecy is now gone. Nine there are here, yet ten there were set out from Rivendell. Tell me, where is Gandalf, for I much desire to speak to him. I can no longer see him from afar," Celeborn said.
"Gandalf the Grey did not pass the borders of this land. He has fallen into Shadow," Galadriel said. Calime shivered, suddenly cold. Her neck and head throbbed, stiff and sore.
"He was taken by both Shadow and Flame; a Balrog of Morgoth. For we went needlessly into the net of Moria," Legolas explained. He glanced curiously at Calime, who was now trembling from a mixture of cold and a strange feeling of nervous anticipation that had overtaken her.
"Needless were none of the deeds of Gandalf in life. We do not yet know his full purpose. Do not let the great emptiness of Khazad-dum fill your heart, Gimli, son of Gloin, for the world has grown full of peril and in all lands love is now mingled with grief," Galadriel said.
"What now becomes of this Fellowship? Without Gandalf, hope is lost," Celeborn said.
"The quest stands on the edge of a knife. Stray but a little and it will fail to the ruin of all. Yet hope remains while the company is true. Go now and rest, for you are weary with sorrow and much toil. Tonight, you will sleep in peace," Galadriel declared.
Lady Galadriel's voice entered Calime's head again.
"*Now but a moment lasts until you find what you seek. Open your eyes and see.*"
Haldir led them to the spiral staircase. As she began the ascent, Calime was overtaken by a wave of dizziness that began between her eyes and traveled out through her whole body, causing her to stumble forward into Legolas. He turned and caught her by the waist. Their eyes met for a breathtaking moment. Calime couldn't look away; his azure blue eyes and kind, sad smile mesmerized her. Then Aragorn broke the spell by coming down the stairs behind them.
At the base of the staircase, a group of elves had gathered. They were all fair, with long blond hair and light clothes in various shades of gray and blue. One elf stood out among them. He had dark, short hair, and an expectant, anxious look was on his handsome face. He looked up, as though he sensed Calime's gaze. He smiled joyfully, disbelievingly.
"Sunni?"
"Papa?" Calime stared in disbelief at the man before her. Her head began to spin. Thoughts, voices, and colors all swirled together like a child's spinning top. She put her hand to her head, grabbing the shoulder of a hobbit to keep herself upright. As it passed, she was whisked away by the others. The last thing she saw before she turned on a bend in the road was the sad, despairing look on her father's face.
Haldir showed them to an area surrounded by trees. Carved into two of the trees were rooms with beds in them. When Calime came back to the tree lined "room" she noticed that the others had spread out, relaxing for the first time since Rivendell. Boromir and Aragorn were talking, Legolas was telling the hobbits something about Gandalf, and Frodo was gone, probably to Galadriel's mirror. She slipped from the clearing without anyone noticing, and hurried along the path. Where she was going, she did not know, only that she would know when she got there. Finally, she came to a bench, set back from the path, surrounded in so many redwoods that she would not have noticed if it hadn't been for the voice calling to her.
"Sunni." She turned at the sound of the now-unfamiliar name. There sat her father, looking both relieved and nervous.
"My name is Calime now," she responded, more sharply than she intended to. He nodded.
"I wondered how long it would take for you to begin using that name. I hoped it was only a matter of time." Calime suddenly felt a flash of recognition.
*~~***~~* Flashback*~~***~~*
"Calime, my little elf. How was your day?"
"It was fun, Papa! Amma let me groom Flashtrack AND Grey Dreamer!" Five-year-old Sunni exclaimed.
"What fun! And did you have fun at gymnastics?"
"Yup! I got to go on the beam, and I did three cartwheels!" Abruptly, the little girl's face turned pensive and she looked around at all of the books in the study. "Papa, will you tell me a story?"
"Of course. I know!" He picked her up and set her in his lap. He pulled a leather-bound journal from his desk and, opening it, began to read. "Long, long ago, in a land called Lothlorien, a little elf called Calime lived. She loved horses and adventures..."
*~~***~~*End Flashback*~~***~~*
Calime shivered again, even though the air was warm. A familiar, fatherly look passed over Jack's face.
"Do you feel alright? You look pale, and shiver, yet it is not cold," he asked, putting a hand to her cheek. She recoiled.
"Are you one of them? An elf, I mean," she asked hesitantly. He sighed, as though he didn't know how to say what he wanted to say.
"Yes, I am an elf, of Lothlorien, as are you. I returned here because I had to."
"Why did you ever come to Earth? How?"
"When I was young, perhaps the same age as your companion, Legolas, I wanted to see new places. I left, and in an old elf settlement called Mairadhras Galenol, I found a ring, much like the one you wear. I found myself in a hospital in Wisconsin. I was 14, by Earth years. A family adopted me, and I studied hard to learn everything I could. I became a doctor, met your mother, joined Doctors Without Borders, and had all of you children. You are the only that carries the elven traits, though; sensitive, pointy ears, keen eyesight, hunger for learning, grace, beauty, passion for anything beautiful and good."
"Why did you come back here, if everything was so good on Earth?"
"I was fading there. I needed to return to my home. I don't regret it, although I do miss everything I left behind. This is where I belong, and I don't regret that at all. I knew that you belonged here, too, and that you, too, would begin to fade on Earth. I found another ring, and hid it where I knew you would find it. And find it you did."
"Does Amma know?"
"She knows that I needed to leave, and that I am not from Earth. I am not sure whether she believes it or not, but she is a strong woman. She will love again, this I know."
"What about the others? Adam, and Evan, Maja and Hope? Did you even think about them? I can accept this; I have seen Middle-earth, and I love it here. For the first time, I have a sense of belonging, but the others don't have this. How must they feel?"
"They do not know that I left for Lothlorien. They simply believe that I was killed in the Embassy bombing." Then, an elf walked past and, spotting her father, called out to him in Elvish. He nodded and turned back to his daughter.
"I must leave now, but I wish to see you again before you venture on your quest."
"How can I find you?"
"Ask any elf for Turin. They will find me." With that, he was gone.
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Calime sat completely still on the bench, losing track of time. Tired and weary, she pulled her knees to her chest and, overcome with a wave of sadness, began to weep like a brokenhearted lass. Faint footsteps drew closer, and an arm slipped around her shoulders, holding her close. She felt the faint beat of a heart surge through her body.
"Mellonamin, what is wrong?" Legolas? Since when were they friends?
"Why—why did he leave? Why did he—he have to go?" The last word trailed off into a wail. Legolas pulled her closer. After a few minutes, the tears passed, leaving Calime feeling very embarrassed.
"I'm sorry, Legolas."
"Why are you sorry?"
"For getting all weepy. I feel stupid now." He shook his head at her.
"Feeling sad is nothing to feel ashamed or embarrassed about," he said softly. "Who was that man?"
"That was my father."
"Your father? I thought you were from a different world. Turin is an Elven healer."
"He is an elf. He lived in California, where I am from, for a while. I guess that means that I am an elf, too."
"You have been an elf as long as I have known you, you just didn't believe it."
"I suppose. Wait a second. I thought you hated me but you called me your friend."
"I didn't hate you. I was just shocked that you were from another world. I didn't know that there were other worlds. And was a bit angry that you lied to us," Legolas replied.
"OK, I guess. Come on, let's go back to the others. I am tired, and I just want to sleep." Legolas looked at her with the same concern her father had. "What?"
"I suppose it is nothing. Most elves don't get tired, is all."
"Well, I am not most elves." As she stood, the familiar dizziness hit her again, and she fell to her knees. Green, brown, silver all swirled together. A buzzing sound filled her head, and her head and neck throbbed awfully. She heard her name being called, but she couldn't answer; she felt like she was going to be sick, and someone called for help.
"Where's Amma?" was the last thing she remembered saying before the swirling colors stopped and all was silent and black.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* 5 REVIEWS!!! THAT'S ALL I ASK!!!! Oh, well, thanks to those that reviewed:
Shadow of the Ages: Thanks for your review! I know, I have a way of writing that is VERY hard to understand sometimes, even to me. ;) I hope you keep reading!
Dark-phoenix-angel13590: Thanks for reviewing. LOL, I'm not a big fan of slash at all, but Aragorn/ Legolas is REALLY overdone, and its just wrong, I think. Anyway, I'm glad you like. ;) I hope you keep reviewing! Yeah, when I update, it doesn't always load right away. Maybe it's a system thing.
Lil Eimeim: LOL You brighten up my day, ;). Thanks for reviewing! And reading!
A/N: Finally, a LITTLE bit of Calime/ Legolas fluff! Y'all know you love it! Not much, mind you, for a few chapters, but there is enough to (hopefully) satisfy y'all until then!
OK, since I have NO idea how long this story takes, as far as time goes, it will be 9 months (three months for each book) and the time between leaving Lothlorien and Edoras/ Helm's Deep will be one month. ;) Enjoy!
'*___*' means that Lady Galadriel is speaking in her thoughts.
'____' means that Calime is thinking those things, not saying them.
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Chapter 15: Lothlorien
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Calime ran for what seemed like days, but was only about 10 hours. Even though she was an athlete, she was no good at cross-country. Still, she easily kept ahead of the hobbits and Gimli, though her lungs were burning and her heart pounding. Then they saw a wood, far in the distance. The trees were large, shaped like the redwoods near her home, but the trunks seemed to be made of silver and the leaves were a magical golden.
When they passed through the first of the trees, they slowed to a walk and fell into their normal "ranks:" Legolas and Calime near at the front, Gimli and Boromir behind them, with the hobbits and Aragorn bringing up the rear. Calime drank in the beautiful surroundings. Everything was green and gold and silver, as magical as Rivendell and as bright as a thousand suns, but a calm sort of light. It seemed so new, like a great new adventure when everything was exciting and enthralling, but Calime couldn't shake the feeling that she had been to this forest before.
"Stay close, young hobbits! They say that a great sorceress lives in these woods. An Elf-witch of terrible power. All who look upon her fall under her spell," Gimli was saying to the hobbits. Calime rolled her eyes. A voice entered her head then, startling her.
'*Leah Calime Hudson, of a realm that is not on this earth; you will find what you seek here, the things that can heal your soul and mind. All that glitters is not gold, though, and your true calling with announce itself. You must follow it.. .*' Lady Galadriel's haunting voice filled her head, and then it was gone.
'What does it mean? I will find what I am looking for? The only thing I am looking for is a family that trusts me, and lets me deal with my pain my own way, and for my part of this mission to make some sense. Having Legolas speak to me again wouldn't be bad, either,' she mused in her head.
"Well, here's one dwarf she won't ensnare so easily. I have the eyes of a hawk and the ears of a fox," Gimli was still chattering. All of a sudden, elves surrounded them, bows drawn. Legolas and Calime both drew their bows and arrows quickly, aiming at the fair elves.
"The dwarf breathes so loud, we could have shot him in the dark," the head elf said. Calime remembered his name to be Haldir. Gimli flushed, making his face more ruddy. "Mae govannen, Legolas Thranduilion.(Welcome, Legolas, son of Thranduil)"
"Govannas vin gwennen le, Haldir o Lorien," Legolas said. (Our Fellowship stands in your debt, Haldir of Lorien.)
"A Aragorn in Dunedain istannen le amen," Haldir said. (Aragorn of the Dunedain, we know you.)
"Hennaid," Aragorn returned. (Thanks.)
"You bring great evil with you. You can go no further," Haldir said.
"Boe amen veriad lin. Andelu I ven," Aragorn said (We need your protection. The road is very dangerous.) "I wish to come to you. Please understand, we need your support."
Calime, bored with the conversation, pushed back the hood of her cloak and gazed around the woods. Several of the elves in the group looked at her with interest; she was undoubtedly as beautiful as any elf-maiden, but unlike many of them, seemed contentedly unaware of her beauty. Aragorn sent them all a stern look, though, and the elves looked away. Aragorn had become like a second father to Calime, as well as the hobbits.
"You will follow me," Haldir was saying. "Caras Galadhon. The heart of
Elvendom on earth. Realm of the Lord Celeborn and of Galadriel, Lady of Light." The Fellowship followed the elves through an intricate labyrinth to a winding staircase around a huge tree. They entered the Grand Court of Galadriel and Celeborn. Galadriel and Celeborn entered in a pool of bright light.
"The enemy knows that you have entered here. What hope you had in secrecy is now gone. Nine there are here, yet ten there were set out from Rivendell. Tell me, where is Gandalf, for I much desire to speak to him. I can no longer see him from afar," Celeborn said.
"Gandalf the Grey did not pass the borders of this land. He has fallen into Shadow," Galadriel said. Calime shivered, suddenly cold. Her neck and head throbbed, stiff and sore.
"He was taken by both Shadow and Flame; a Balrog of Morgoth. For we went needlessly into the net of Moria," Legolas explained. He glanced curiously at Calime, who was now trembling from a mixture of cold and a strange feeling of nervous anticipation that had overtaken her.
"Needless were none of the deeds of Gandalf in life. We do not yet know his full purpose. Do not let the great emptiness of Khazad-dum fill your heart, Gimli, son of Gloin, for the world has grown full of peril and in all lands love is now mingled with grief," Galadriel said.
"What now becomes of this Fellowship? Without Gandalf, hope is lost," Celeborn said.
"The quest stands on the edge of a knife. Stray but a little and it will fail to the ruin of all. Yet hope remains while the company is true. Go now and rest, for you are weary with sorrow and much toil. Tonight, you will sleep in peace," Galadriel declared.
Lady Galadriel's voice entered Calime's head again.
"*Now but a moment lasts until you find what you seek. Open your eyes and see.*"
Haldir led them to the spiral staircase. As she began the ascent, Calime was overtaken by a wave of dizziness that began between her eyes and traveled out through her whole body, causing her to stumble forward into Legolas. He turned and caught her by the waist. Their eyes met for a breathtaking moment. Calime couldn't look away; his azure blue eyes and kind, sad smile mesmerized her. Then Aragorn broke the spell by coming down the stairs behind them.
At the base of the staircase, a group of elves had gathered. They were all fair, with long blond hair and light clothes in various shades of gray and blue. One elf stood out among them. He had dark, short hair, and an expectant, anxious look was on his handsome face. He looked up, as though he sensed Calime's gaze. He smiled joyfully, disbelievingly.
"Sunni?"
"Papa?" Calime stared in disbelief at the man before her. Her head began to spin. Thoughts, voices, and colors all swirled together like a child's spinning top. She put her hand to her head, grabbing the shoulder of a hobbit to keep herself upright. As it passed, she was whisked away by the others. The last thing she saw before she turned on a bend in the road was the sad, despairing look on her father's face.
Haldir showed them to an area surrounded by trees. Carved into two of the trees were rooms with beds in them. When Calime came back to the tree lined "room" she noticed that the others had spread out, relaxing for the first time since Rivendell. Boromir and Aragorn were talking, Legolas was telling the hobbits something about Gandalf, and Frodo was gone, probably to Galadriel's mirror. She slipped from the clearing without anyone noticing, and hurried along the path. Where she was going, she did not know, only that she would know when she got there. Finally, she came to a bench, set back from the path, surrounded in so many redwoods that she would not have noticed if it hadn't been for the voice calling to her.
"Sunni." She turned at the sound of the now-unfamiliar name. There sat her father, looking both relieved and nervous.
"My name is Calime now," she responded, more sharply than she intended to. He nodded.
"I wondered how long it would take for you to begin using that name. I hoped it was only a matter of time." Calime suddenly felt a flash of recognition.
*~~***~~* Flashback*~~***~~*
"Calime, my little elf. How was your day?"
"It was fun, Papa! Amma let me groom Flashtrack AND Grey Dreamer!" Five-year-old Sunni exclaimed.
"What fun! And did you have fun at gymnastics?"
"Yup! I got to go on the beam, and I did three cartwheels!" Abruptly, the little girl's face turned pensive and she looked around at all of the books in the study. "Papa, will you tell me a story?"
"Of course. I know!" He picked her up and set her in his lap. He pulled a leather-bound journal from his desk and, opening it, began to read. "Long, long ago, in a land called Lothlorien, a little elf called Calime lived. She loved horses and adventures..."
*~~***~~*End Flashback*~~***~~*
Calime shivered again, even though the air was warm. A familiar, fatherly look passed over Jack's face.
"Do you feel alright? You look pale, and shiver, yet it is not cold," he asked, putting a hand to her cheek. She recoiled.
"Are you one of them? An elf, I mean," she asked hesitantly. He sighed, as though he didn't know how to say what he wanted to say.
"Yes, I am an elf, of Lothlorien, as are you. I returned here because I had to."
"Why did you ever come to Earth? How?"
"When I was young, perhaps the same age as your companion, Legolas, I wanted to see new places. I left, and in an old elf settlement called Mairadhras Galenol, I found a ring, much like the one you wear. I found myself in a hospital in Wisconsin. I was 14, by Earth years. A family adopted me, and I studied hard to learn everything I could. I became a doctor, met your mother, joined Doctors Without Borders, and had all of you children. You are the only that carries the elven traits, though; sensitive, pointy ears, keen eyesight, hunger for learning, grace, beauty, passion for anything beautiful and good."
"Why did you come back here, if everything was so good on Earth?"
"I was fading there. I needed to return to my home. I don't regret it, although I do miss everything I left behind. This is where I belong, and I don't regret that at all. I knew that you belonged here, too, and that you, too, would begin to fade on Earth. I found another ring, and hid it where I knew you would find it. And find it you did."
"Does Amma know?"
"She knows that I needed to leave, and that I am not from Earth. I am not sure whether she believes it or not, but she is a strong woman. She will love again, this I know."
"What about the others? Adam, and Evan, Maja and Hope? Did you even think about them? I can accept this; I have seen Middle-earth, and I love it here. For the first time, I have a sense of belonging, but the others don't have this. How must they feel?"
"They do not know that I left for Lothlorien. They simply believe that I was killed in the Embassy bombing." Then, an elf walked past and, spotting her father, called out to him in Elvish. He nodded and turned back to his daughter.
"I must leave now, but I wish to see you again before you venture on your quest."
"How can I find you?"
"Ask any elf for Turin. They will find me." With that, he was gone.
~~**~~**~~**~~
Calime sat completely still on the bench, losing track of time. Tired and weary, she pulled her knees to her chest and, overcome with a wave of sadness, began to weep like a brokenhearted lass. Faint footsteps drew closer, and an arm slipped around her shoulders, holding her close. She felt the faint beat of a heart surge through her body.
"Mellonamin, what is wrong?" Legolas? Since when were they friends?
"Why—why did he leave? Why did he—he have to go?" The last word trailed off into a wail. Legolas pulled her closer. After a few minutes, the tears passed, leaving Calime feeling very embarrassed.
"I'm sorry, Legolas."
"Why are you sorry?"
"For getting all weepy. I feel stupid now." He shook his head at her.
"Feeling sad is nothing to feel ashamed or embarrassed about," he said softly. "Who was that man?"
"That was my father."
"Your father? I thought you were from a different world. Turin is an Elven healer."
"He is an elf. He lived in California, where I am from, for a while. I guess that means that I am an elf, too."
"You have been an elf as long as I have known you, you just didn't believe it."
"I suppose. Wait a second. I thought you hated me but you called me your friend."
"I didn't hate you. I was just shocked that you were from another world. I didn't know that there were other worlds. And was a bit angry that you lied to us," Legolas replied.
"OK, I guess. Come on, let's go back to the others. I am tired, and I just want to sleep." Legolas looked at her with the same concern her father had. "What?"
"I suppose it is nothing. Most elves don't get tired, is all."
"Well, I am not most elves." As she stood, the familiar dizziness hit her again, and she fell to her knees. Green, brown, silver all swirled together. A buzzing sound filled her head, and her head and neck throbbed awfully. She heard her name being called, but she couldn't answer; she felt like she was going to be sick, and someone called for help.
"Where's Amma?" was the last thing she remembered saying before the swirling colors stopped and all was silent and black.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* 5 REVIEWS!!! THAT'S ALL I ASK!!!! Oh, well, thanks to those that reviewed:
Shadow of the Ages: Thanks for your review! I know, I have a way of writing that is VERY hard to understand sometimes, even to me. ;) I hope you keep reading!
Dark-phoenix-angel13590: Thanks for reviewing. LOL, I'm not a big fan of slash at all, but Aragorn/ Legolas is REALLY overdone, and its just wrong, I think. Anyway, I'm glad you like. ;) I hope you keep reviewing! Yeah, when I update, it doesn't always load right away. Maybe it's a system thing.
Lil Eimeim: LOL You brighten up my day, ;). Thanks for reviewing! And reading!