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Author's Note: Here's the fifth chapter for you all! The only reason it's up so quickly is that I had it written before the fourth chapter was finished. I just didn't have time to type it up till now.

SweetArwen: Hey, thx for reviewing! Hehe, I know what you mean ;) (hehe, there need to be more Legolases!)

charmedobsessi12: hehe, here's more Legolas/Gwyn. Um, well, they're not really married yet, they're only engaged. Who knows if Gwyn will even live to marry him...? ;) lolzy, here's the fifth chapter.

Gwyn awoke a day later in an unknown room and territory. Her eyes fluttered open and were greeted by rays of sunlight. 'Where am I?' she asked no one in particular.

'You are in Lothlorien,' a voice answered. It was her father.

She turned quickly to him. 'Father!' she exclaimed. 'What happened?'

'Apparently you were wounded somewhere in Moria. We got here and you just...blacked out,' Aragorn answered.

Gwyn frowned as her father continued. 'The arrow wound was severe, and you lost much blood. Gwyn, when did it happen?' Aragorn asked seriously.

Gwyn hesitated. 'When I was on watch the first night in Moria,' she mumbled, and told what had happened with the orcs to her father.

Aragorn looked sternly at her when she finished. 'Gwyn, you should have spoken sooner!' he lectured. 'You could have died from not receiving the attention your wound required!'

'Well what did you want me to do?' Gwyn cried. 'Stop all of you in a dark, orc-infested mine just to attend to my wound?'

'Yes!' Aragorn said. 'Losing another member of the Fellowship would greatly disable us.'

So this isn't about losing your daughter, is it? Gwyn thought. This is just about losing "another member of the Fellowship"! That is all I am to him!

'Well, according to what you said before the Council, I would have been better off dying!' Gwyn shouted. 'That would have been one less thing for you to worry about!'

Aragorn stared at her. 'Gwyn, I have never said I wanted you dead,' he said quietly, and as calmly as possible. 'Nor will you ever hear me say it.'

White hot anger licked Gwyn's insides as her temper rose. 'If you were truly concerned about my well-being,' she began, 'you would not be lecturing me!'

'That is not true,' Aragorn said, starting to get angry himself. 'I am lecturing you so that next time you won't be so foolish as to not tell anyone that you are hurt!' His voice was rising.

'Foolish?' Gwyn repeated. 'Father, why are you treating me like a child? I'm eighteen. Don't you think I can take care of myself?!'

'You certainly haven't shown that you can!' Aragorn returned.

'I made it to Lothlorien safely, didn't I?' Gwyn said hotly.

'Yes,' Aragorn shouted. 'But next time you may not be so lucky!'

Their shouts could be heard from outside the room. Boromir sighed. 'Remind me never to start an argument with her,' he said weakly.

Legolas, along with the rest of the Fellowship, nodded in agreement. Legolas couldn't help but think with an inward grin, 'I'm getting married to her? Valar, she's going to be a demanding wife!' He sighed deeply as Gwyn's angry voice broke through the air once again.

'I hate you!' she cried.

Aragorn's eyes filled with sadness. 'If that is the case, then I trust that you no longer accept my protection.'

'No, I don't,' Gwyn snapped stubbornly.

Aragorn nodded slowly. 'Beyest lin (According to your wish),' he said and exited her room.

As soon as Aragorn shut the door behind him, tears escaped from Gwyn's blue eyes. Not tears of remorse for what she had said, but angry, frustrated tears.

'Well,' she heard from outside. 'She is back to normal.'

That night...

Gwyn strode through the forest softly and gracefully, clothed in a long white dress. 'Gwyn?' a soft voice asked.

She smiled, for she knew to whom the voice belonged. 'Yes, Legolas?' she answered, turning serenely to him. Legolas grinned, grabbed her hands, and led her into a small clearing. As they stood, hand in hand, in the green grass, surrounded by tall, ancient trees, Legolas' smile faded. 'Gwyn?' he said again.

'Mmm?'

'I need to talk to you about something, but I need you to remain calm.'

Gwyn nodded and Legolas drew a deep breath. 'Don't be upset with me, but I agree with what your father said about telling everyone when you are hurt.'

Gwyn stared at him. 'How did you hear?' she asked.

Legolas smiled and gestured to his pointed ears.

'Oh,' Gwyn said softly.

'It was also rather difficult not to hear, you two were shouting so loudly.'

Gwyn blushed, then said, 'So you, too, think I am not capable of taking care of myself?' Her voice sounded angry and hurt.

Uh oh, Legolas thought. Think fast.

'No, it's not that at all, Gwyn,' he said quickly. 'It's just that I love you and I don't want to see anything happen to you. So please tell one of us if you are hurt next time.' His eyes looked earnestly into hers. He was immensely relieved when she nodded instead of blowing up. 'Thank you,' he said quietly, wrapping his arms around her waist, leaning over and kissing her deeply.

Gwyn hadn't kissed Legolas since Rivendell. Though she had not forgotten the feeling, it felt twice as good to be actually kissing him than just thinking about it or imagining it.

'Oh!' a surprised voice said.

Both of them looked up quickly. It was Boromir. Oh Valar, Gwyn thought.

'Boromir, we can explain,' she said quickly.

Boromir nodded. 'You're certainly going to have to,' he said. 'Do you realize what a danger this could be to the Fellowship?'

'Boromir,' Gwyn said, grasping Legolas' hand to tell him to remain quiet. 'Please. We would never put the Fellowship in any danger.'

'How many 'excursions' have you had?' he asked.

'None,' Gwyn answered. 'This is the first time since Rivendell.'

Boromir nodded, but looked slightly suspicious. 'Your father doesn't know about this, does he?'

Gwyn bit her lip. 'No, he doesn't,' she said finally. 'Oh, please do not tell him!'

'Why?'

'Because he will be very angry. Besides, Legolas and I are being very careful. We will not do anything unless we are in a safe spot, like this,' Gwyn pleaded. 'Promise us that you will not tell Father.'

Boromir studied them for a moment and finally decided to trust them. 'Very well,' he said, sighing. 'I promise. And as long as you hold true to what you said, I will not break it.'

'Thank you, Boromir,' they both sighed in relief.

He nodded, and left the clearing. Far off, they could hear him chuckling in amusement to himself.

Gwyn turned to Legolas. 'That was close,' she said weakly.

Legolas nodded, then grinned mischievously. 'Well, now that we are assured that Boromir will not tell of this, we can get back to what we were doing.'

Gwyn grinned and leaned in, kissing Legolas playfully.

Author's Note: That's all for now, sorry it's so short...TT. More is on the way, so keep checking! Plz review!

Luv always,

LilyClairePotter