I watched and listened, scared to death. "Ellenan mina kenti. Mes nosan lenta telos hon. Mina kenti." please stay safe. Do not leave us now. Stay safe I whispered, shaking.

"You cannot pass!" He yelled at the creature.

"Gandalf!" Frodo cried at him. Gandalf continued speaking.

"I am a servant of the Secret Fire, wielder of the flame of Anor. The dark fire will not avail you, flame of Udun! ARGH! Go back to the shadow! YOU SHALL NOT PASS!" he screamed. He brought his staff down, breaking the bridge, and the Balrog fell into the shadow. Gandalf turned around, sighing. I screamed as the whip of the Balrog wrapped around him, pulling him down.

"No. No!" Boromir yelled as Frodo tried to run back onto the bridge. I did the same, screaming and kicking, trying to get to him. Two pairs of arms restrained me, stopping me.

"GANDALF!" Frodo cried at the same time as me. I watched, tears in my eyes as his grip on the ledge slowly failed.

"Fly you fools!" And he let go.

"NO! NO!" Frodo yelled out, kicking again. I kicked out of the grasp of Aragorn, and ran out to the ledge, looking down.

"Gandalf..." I felt Arms wrap around me again, pulling me back. "no..." a single tear slipped down my cheek."No..."

"We must get out, Legolas is leading the hobbits and Gimli, as well as Boromir. Come on." Aragorn whispered to me.

"Aragorn?" Boromir shouted down the path.

"We are coming." He let go of me, and I walked slowly out into the light. I sank to my knees, letting the tears fall freely.

"Gandalf! Wennen por telos! Lasta den telo lenta telos? Wennen?" return to us! Why did you leave us? Why?" I cried, feeling the pain of my broken ribs again. I sobbed, lifting my shirt to see if my bandages were still in tact. I pulled my shirt down again, after seeing they were fine.

Legolas was stood a little way off, a look of disbelief on his face.

"Legolas, get them up." Aragorn said, and I was shocked.

"Give them a moment for pity's sake!" Boromir yelled at him, looking up from Gimli, who was trying to go back into the mines.

"By nightfall these hills will be swarming with Orcs. We must reach the woods of Lothlorien." He looked around at us. "Come, Boromir. Legolas, Gimli, get them up."

I felt a hand on my shoulder. I could tell it was Legolas without even looking. "He's gone, Legolas. Dead..." He gave my shoulder a gentle squeeze. He sat next to me, holding his arms open. I rested on him, his arms circling around me.

"I know...I cannot believe... come on, stop your tears." He kissed the tracks of my tears, then my closed eyes. I opened my eyes, sighing. Legolas stood, and pulled me up. I watched as Frodo walked steadily back over to us, his face stained with red.

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"Do you have to be so rough? It hurts, you know. I am not so tough as to be able to withstand two broken ribs and not care!" I complained as the bandage was wrapped tightly around my chest. I squirmed and Aragorn let out a frustrated sigh.

"It would hurt less and be easier for me if you stayed still. Aha! Legolas, sit on her legs. Frodo, Sam, grasp her arms." I felt Legolas sit on me just above my knees, wrapping his legs around my own. "Boromir, hold her head still, Merry, Pippin, Gimli, help me with the bandage." He ordered. My arms were pulled above my head, and I was lifted slightly as the bandage was wrapped around me tightly.

I let a long stream of cuss words pour from my mouth, much to the amusement of everyone as the bandage was pulled even tighter.

"Merry, Pippin, pull that tightly... Gimli, pass me one of those pins, thank you. And another. THERE! After an hour, we are finally done." Everyone laughed, and I gave all of them, especially Aragorn and Legolas, evil glares. I felt the weight ot Legolas go, and the hobbits let my arms go. I tried to sit up.

"Am I not allowed to bend at all? What am I, a stick on legs?" I asked, making the group laugh again.

"Let me help you up." Legolas held out his hand, and I grasped it. His other went under my arm, and I was lifted to my feet. I stood, dusted myself off and narrowed my eyes at him. I turned around and walked off, following the others as we started our journey again.

"Pippin, ask Aragorn when we are going to reach Lothlorien for me."

"Why don't you ask him?" I shook my head.

"Aragorn is an evil man who pulls bandages too tight. I refuse to talk to him, Legolas, Frodo, Sam or Boromir until we reach Lothlorien."

"Why not me, Gimli and Merry?" he asked.

"Because you three did not play a large part in my torture." I said simply. The hobbit smirked and ran up front to talk to Aragorn.

"Three days, little hobbit." He laughed. He ran up to me, confirming Aragorn's answer.

"Ah good. Perfect torture time for the brainless elf, don't you think?" I giggled.

He pulled me down to his height and whispered something in my ear. A smirk grew on my face, and we began to hatch a plan of revenge for the Elf.

"I love the way your wicked little mind works." I laughed. I whispered in his ear. "When we rest for the night, meet me and we can collect our...ingredients. How about we tell Gimli and Merry about our little plan?" I asked. He nodded, eyes glinting.

"Merry, Gimli, come here!" He shouted. The two walked over to where we had stopped. I whispered what we were going to do to Gimli, and Pippin told Merry of our plan. At the end, we were all grinning, rubbing our hands together.

"Tonight, my two hobbits and dear Lady, we are going to have the show of our lives."

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I covered my mouth with one finger, signaling for them to stay quiet. We crept into the bushes silently, pulling off the red berries and placing them in a small bag. When it was full, we snuck quietly over to the Elf and squashed them, letting the juice run into his hair, turning it a red-y pink. While the two hobbits brought more, Gimli and I squeezed. Soon, Legolas's normally blonde hair was completely pink. I gave them all thumbs up, and they returned it. I mouthed 'I'm sleeping next to you tonight!' they nodded.

I relaxed against a rock with Merry at one side and Pippin at the other. Tomorrow, I thought. Tomorrow will be the funniest day in the whole of history. If only Gandalf was here to see it...

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"WHO WAS IT?" he yelled. Me, Gimli, Merry and Pippin all sat next to each other, trying to keep a straight face.

We hadn't managed to completely rid out hands of the berry juice, so we hid them up our sleeves. I closed my eyes, shaking with barley controlled laughter. Pippin's eyes were watering, Merry was breathing heavily, and Gimli was coughing.

"Who was it?" He asked again, looking at all of the fellowship. Everyone found it incredibly funny, but wouldn't laugh. At the same time, Me and Pippin looked at each other, and we began to grin. The two of us looked at Merry and Gimli, who were also grinning. Legolas started stepping towards us, and I was shaking.

"Now would be a good time to RUN!!" I shrieked. We all got up and ran as fast as we could, laughing our heads off. I picked up the hobbits, because they couldn't keep up.

"YOU FOUR!" He shouted, chasing after us into the woods.

I lifted Merry and Pippin up into a tree, pushing Gimli into the tree next to them, and I jumped into an old oak, climbing up.

"Shut up, all of you!" I hissed, and it became deadly silent. I hid in the leaves, watching Legolas carefully. Soon he was joined by Aragorn, Frodo and Sam. I took quiet breaths, never taking my eyes off them. I was begging that none of them looked in my direction.

Aragorn did.

I shook my head at him, mouthing 'You do and you're dead.' He narrowed his eyes at me, and began to climb the tree.

"Strider, do you see one of them?" Sam asked.

"No, little one, I'm just looking around. I may see one of them from up here." He said, winking at me.

Something grabbed me from behind, covering my mouth with his hand, pulling me down and out of the tree quietly. It was Legolas's forest-y smell.

"Stay quiet and you won't get hurt. Where are the hobbits and the Dwarf?" He hissed in my ear, releasing my mouth.

"Not... Telling!"

"I'VE GOT HER!" He shouted to the others. I kicked him quickly in his privates, and he let go of me.

"I love you, but I'm not one to Loose!" I laughed.

He said something in Elvish, grimacing before taking off after me. I jumped through the trees, using them to swing off. I could hear him yelling at me and laughing behind, and I turned round to see him closing in on me. There was a stream up ahead, and it was shallow. I crossed on the stepping stones, standing in the middle. He came across, standing opposite me.

"Trapped." He said, smiling at me. He stepped onto the stone, the one I was on, wrapping his arms around me. "Does the colour come out? He asked.

"Why don't we see?" I said, pushing him into the water. He pulled me with him, and I landed on top of him, getting extremely wet. The berry juice started coming out, dripping on his perfect skin. I was lost in his eyes, and I could feel our bond again.

"Yes, yes it does..." I murmured just before our lips met. I pushed myself up a little further so my body was almost completely on top of his. He kissed me deeper, pulling me closer. I moaned, and ran my fingers over the tip of his ear, making him shudder. I stopped, tangling my fingers in his hair, which was now blonde. I pulled away, smiling at him.

"It's all out." I whispered, and he pulled me into a standing position. "I'm really wet." I stated. He looked at himself.

"Not as wet as me." I looked at him. The material of his clothes was soaking; it clung like a second skin. I could see his muscles perfectly, and I grinned, tracing my hand over his backside and legs. He growled, catching my hands and placing them around his neck. He let his long fingers drift over my body, applying a little more pressure as he passed over my centre. I moaned, throwing my head back.

"I want you." He said hoarsely.

"You can have me when we reach Lothlorien..." I gasped as his fingers rubbed against my centre again. "Please don't..."

He lifted me out of the water and walked me back on to dry land. He pushed me against one of the taller rocks, and mounted me on his knee. "Please don't...stop..." I whimpered as he continued rubbing me in my most sensitive part. I felt a building of pleasure in me, something so intense that cried for release as I flew into the sky. He crushed his lips to mine as I peaked, and I cried out against his lips. Slowly I came down, feeling a flush all over my body.

"But a small taste of what is to come." He whispered. I pulled him down to kiss me again, sighing

"I love you, my handsome prince."

"I love you too, my Flower."