"Argh! Legolas, I have finally thought of your punishment!" I shouted as I attempted to push through the snow. Many days had passed, and I was missing Legolas's touch.

"And what is that?" he yelled as he walked cleanly on top of the crispy white EVIL stuff.

"Please carry me!!!!" I grinned and issued my puppy eyes.

Legolas tried to give me an expression that said 'Not a chance' but failed miserably. He shook his head, giving me a heart warming smile. "Oh, fine! Grab my hand, melamin." I flung my hand out and he pulled me up, lifting me into his arms.

"Is this better?" I nodded, kissing his cheek.

"Much, much better." I said, wrapping my arms around his neck. The fellowship continued to struggle up the mountain, including Frodo. I saw him stumble and roll down the hill. Aragorn pulled him up, and he dusted himself off. He searched for the ring. Boromir held it.

"Boromir" Aragorn warned, resting a hand on his sword hilt. I heard a ringing in my ears. Boromir was going to take the ring from Frodo!

I heard Boromir laugh; I had missed the entire conversation.

"I care not." He said, but I didn't believe him.

There was a loud snowstorm blowing at us. I had my head in Legolas's shirt, I was freezing.

"Why is it so cold?" I complained. I heard Legolas laugh.

"I feel it not!" I muttered something nasty under my breath. He rolled his eyes, then he stopped, ears perked. He walked ahead of the group with me in his arms, and then called back to them.

"There is a fell voice on the air!" Gandalf stopped dead, then yelled out

"It's Saruman!" Boulders fell down on us, and Legolas pushed us into the side of the mountain.

"He's trying to bring down the mountain! Gandalf, we must turn back!" Aragorn yelled out through the noise.

"No!!" Gandalf yelled back, and said some spell in Elvish. I heard a mixed mumble of words come across, and a bolt of lightning crashed, bringing down so much snow that it covered us all.

I couldn't breathe. I was drowning in white cold. My muscles refused to work. I felt someone shaking me, but it didn't register. A mouth covered mine, blowing air into my lungs. I coughed and spluttered, a chunk of ice coming out of my throat. I took a painfully deep gasp for air, opening my eyes to see white, white, blue. Legolas looked down on me, his eyes wide with worry. I was still in his arms, and he was on top of the snow, cradling me.

"My...throat...hurts...ow!" I choked out, and the worry in his eyes was flooded with relief. I could read what he was thinking. I don't care if they know. It was pure and simple.

"Neither do I..." I said hoarsely, and he smiled as I brought my head up just enough for us to kiss. I drew away with a huge grin on my face.

"Now I see what Arwen was talking about." Aragorn said in realization. I groaned and put a hand to my head.

"Ah..." I coughed, and I tasted blood in my spit. "I have cut the inside of my throat..." I whispered. Legolas pulled out a flask and held it out to me.

"Drink this; it will help with the pain." I unscrewed the cap, swallowing. It tasted like alcohol mixed with some awful concoction.

"Eugh!" I cried, swallowing the stuff in one gulp. "That was atrocious!" I felt a burning sensation, and the pain faded.

"Good medicine always tastes bad." Legolas smiled, and I pulled myself up into a sitting position, looking at the others.

"We must get off the mountain! Make for the Gap of Rohan, or take the West road to my city!" Boromir said, Aragorn shook his head.

"The Gap of Rohan takes us too close to Isengard!"

The Dwarf waved his arms in a 'look-at-me' manner. "We cannot pass over a mountain, Let us go under it! Let us go through the Mines of Moria."

There was a dead silence. The Mines were said to be dangerous, I shuddered, keeping my arms tightly around Legolas.

"Let the ring bearer decide... Frodo?" everyone looked at the hobbit, concerned.

"We will go through the mines." I shook my head at Legolas, he closed his eyes briefly.

"So be it." Gandalf said wearily, and he pulled himself together. We began our descent down the deeper snow, and I got Legolas to put me down.

Legolas was still quiet, and he was paler than normal, if that was possible. I shrugged it of, and screeched as a snowball came flying into my face.

"HOBBIT!" I yelled, and started firing snowballs in all directions, unfortunately, I hit Aragorn.

"Who was it?" He asked in mock anger. Me, Merry and Pippin all pointed at each other.

"It was him!" I pointed at Merry, who looked offended.

"No! It was Pippin!" He cried.

"It was Ellie!" he shouted.

"It was Ellie!" Merry agreed, and Aragorn turned to me.

"Legolas... 5, 4, 3, 2...1!" he yelled and I was bombarded by snowballs.

"ARGH!!! STOP IT! I GIVE, JUST STOP THE SNOW!" I bellowed, putting my hands up.

"Only if you say sorry." Aragorn said as the snow continued.

"Sorry! SORRY!" I yelled. "Legolas, tell him to leave me alone!"

I felt a pair of strong arms pull me up, and wrap around my waist.

"I had to carry you up; this is my revenge, melamin." Aragorn's eyebrows rose, looking at Legolas and saying something in Elvish. I felt his skin heat up, Aragorn had embarrassed him.

I turned around and placed a soft kiss on his cheek, and he relaxed a little, before turning me around again.

"Everyone, free shots at Ellie!" He shouted, holding me tightly. I felt snowball after snowball hit me, and I was getting so cold that it hurt to touch my skin.

"Legolas, stop it, I hurt too much to carry on, too cold." I said quietly. He turned me around and looked over me, placing a gentle hand on my cheek.

"Enough, she is frozen." I smiled at him, and then let myself collapse onto his shoulder, soaking in his heat. I wrapped my arms around his neck, snuggling into him further. He kissed my forehead lightly, then lifted me off my feat.

"And I didn't even have to ask!" I giggled, looking into his eyes as the company began to move again. We stayed at the back so we were not continuously looked at by the hobbits, who were complaining about the fact that I was being carried.

"I know, I am too kind to you..." his eyes glittered, and I pressed my lips to his in a quick kiss, as we could do nothing more in present company. He played with my braids, wrapping them around his fingers.

"I preferred your hair down, melamin." He said, grinning.

"Yes, but my hair goes all poofy..." I began

"Poofy is not a word, melamin."

"It is now. Anyway, my hair goes all POOFY if I leave it down and it gets wet, so I bind it in braids like this to prevent it." He nodded, laughing at my little tantrum.

"I hope you take it out when we get to the golden wood." He said, smiling.

"I will, do not fear. It shall need a good wash, to be sure!" I supposed, playing with his own silky strands. "Your hair is perfect, like sunshine and gold blended together... you are perfect altogether..."

He gazed lovingly at me, kissing me as deeply as he dared. "You are perfect. You have a smile that melts the hearts of all those who see it, and you have a magic touch. Your lips are soft and smooth like silk, and every day I fall more and more in love with you."

I blushed, giving him a wide smile. "I am falling so deeply in love with you that I fear I would die if I lost you..." Legolas's cheeks blushed a rosy pink, and I kissed the tip of his nose. I looked around, and I saw the snow was shallower. "Legolas, you can put me down now." He placed me softly on the ground, and I sunk in up to my knees. I began walking, no, dragging my way through the snow.

We were reaching the bottom of the mountain, and it was nearing nightfall. I yawned, setting off a chain reaction with the hobbits, first Sam, then Pippin, then Merry and finally Frodo.

"Strider, we are tired, can we at least sleep for a while?" Frodo asked, before yawning again.

"It has been a hard day, I agree. When we find an area of shelter, we may sleep."

The moon was rising when we found an area with ditches and bushes and rocks. We all picked places to sleep, sharing out some lembas bread. I followed Legolas into a little area covered with bushes. I pulled off my old travelling cloak and created a long pillow out of it. Legolas sat down next to me and draped his own cloak over the two of us. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and he dipped his head down to kiss me. His arms encircled my waist, pulling me onto his lap.

"You two should get some sleep, especially you, Ellie." Aragorn said as he passed us, catching us kissing.

"We will, go away!" I tried to laugh, embarrassed.

Aragorn chuckled, and said quietly, "Of course you will."

"Go Away!" I practically yelled, and he put his hands up in defence.

"Going, going!" And he walked off, leaving us in peace.

I pulled Legolas down so he could lie next to me me. We kissed a few more times before I yawned loudly.

"Go to sleep, you are tired, melamin." I nodded sleepily, and curled up in his arms. I trailed a few light kisses down his neck, making him smile.

"Good night, Legolas." I sighed, and said almost imperceptibly "I love you..."

I felt his arms tighten around me, and a hushed "I love you too..." I smiled up at him, lost in his blue eyes for a moment, before my own eyes drifted shut.

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It was still dark; the sun was nowhere to be seen. "Wake up, melamin..." I felt a pair of warm lips caress my own. I kissed back, opening up to him. I could feel his weight across the left side of my body, and I wrapped one arm around his waist, the other around his neck, pulling him closer. He trailed kisses down my neck, and I moaned, throwing my head back. He nibbled at the skin, and then sucked it. I groaned, pulling his head back up, kissing him again. I snaked my hand into his trousers, stroking the smooth skin. Legolas pulled back, smiling. I opened my eyes, drowning in the deep pools of stunning blue.

"I love you, Ellie. Promise me you feel the same." He asked, almost pleading.

"I will love you until the sun stops shining, Legolas. I'm with you until the end." I whispered to him. Tears began to form in my eyes. "Legolas, we cannot be together forever. It is impossible..." He wiped away my tears, kissing each eyelid.

"I will find a way, melamin. I swear I will find a way for us to be together." He whispered fiercely, holding me close.

"I'll hold you to that, Greenleaf." I laughed shakily.

"Tell me about your family!" hi piped up after a while of just laying in each other's arms.

"Well, my father brought me and my older sister Lirrian up as a single parent, my mother died whilst giving birth to me. I am the king's niece; he's my uncle, my mother's brother. He always blames me for my mother's death, so I have wished since I was old enough to understand his words that I could get out of Eldora. I had a best friend called Caralyn, I might have already told you about her. She is absolutely stunning. I may be slightly pretty, but it is like comparing a pansy to a rose. Her hair is brown and shiny, her eyes are like honey, she has a really musical voice, she sings beautifully..." I trailed off, looking out at the sky, which was slowly changing. "Perhaps you should love her and not me if you saw her, she has stolen all the people I have managed to try and get to know because I liked them. Why not you too?" I said, almost to myself, looking away from him.

"Elanor, look at me." I didn't turn. "Elanor, please do not do this..." I felt his hand under my chin, turning my face around, and I closed my eyes.

"Legolas, please forget what I said..." I felt his lips capture mine in a kiss filled with so much love and caring. I reached out with my soul, touching his own. A golden cord seemed to join us together, wrapping around our hearts, pulling us closer and closer. It faded slightly as we drew away, but never left us.

"Did you feel that?" I asked in wonder. I looked at him with wide eyes as he pulled me up into a standing position and lifted me of the ground, spinning me around, laughing. I half laughed half screamed as he lifted me higher and into his arms.

"I love you, Ellie. I declare it to the sun and moon and stars, to all the corners of middle earth."

"Good job, because I love you too, Legolas. Now, do you mind telling me what in the name of the Valar that was about?" I giggled, playing with his hair.

"Come; let us go for a walk." He placed me back on the ground, wrapping one arm firmly around my waist. I rested my head on his shoulder, wrapping my own arm around his waist.

"I do not know where to begin...Elves believe that there is only one other person out there that is meant to be with you. A kindred spirit, someone who loves you, adores you and will always be there. We believe that we are all one half of a whole, and the other half is the person we are meant to be with, our Soulmate. Only a small fraction of Elves ever find their Soulmate, and they are considered to be the luckiest people in Middle earth. What we felt was a connection, a connection described by those who have found their Soulmate. Our souls are bonded, we are meant to be together for all eternity." He finished, looking down on me, grinning like a maniac.

"Oh my...you mean...whoa..." I got out, and flung my arms around his neck crushing my lips to his in a passionate kiss.