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Passing Out

Everyone else watched with alarm, surprise, concern and curiosity. "Oh, well. Leave her and let's go get some food." Gimli exclaimed, rubbing his hands together with a greedy smile beneath his beard. The rest looked at him dully. "What? All she needs is to stay there a while and she'll eventually come around. I think it's all the politics, she's not used to it, being a woman and all."

"Legolas, help me take her to your room. At least one part of what Gimli said is true, she will eventually come around." Aragorn said. "You take her arms and I'll take her feet. Gandalf do you mind getting the door?"

"Not at all my good man." He replied striding to the doors and opening one as he was told. "Be sure to give her plenty of water when she does come too." He told them as they struggled past him and into the public halls.

Eventually they made there way into the room, after many rest stops along the way, and managed to heave her into bed. "What does she eat, bricks?" Legolas asked exasperatedly.

"Well I'd better get back to…well I have really have nothing to do but I don't want to stay here." Aragorn said before abruptly leaving.

Legolas stayed and passed the time by again pursuing his book.

It was several hours until Aradel became conscious and by that time Legolas had already abandon his book, fallen asleep and woken up. A gentle rain pattered against the closed window, creating a quaint relaxed feeling in the room. He was now watching her face start to twitch and stir slightly.

Her eyes slowly opened and she was surprised that they didn't hurt from the light, as there was none because it was the middle of the night and Pippin was slumbering peacefully at the other side of the room. "How long was I out?" she asked in a quiet, tired sounding voice.

"Probably many, many hours seeing as it is now the middle of the night and it was just past noon when you feinted." He replied cocking his head a little.

"I did not feint. I had a slight lapse of strength, nothing more, nothing less." She corrected him defensively.

"Right." He replied in a highly doubtful voice. "Whatever it was, you were unconscious for some time. We had a healer in here and he couldn't find anything wrong with you. Are you sure you have no idea why you…had a lapse of strength?"

"It was completely random. Maybe it was all the scowling that was directed in my direction from a certain Prince." She said, slyly sparing him a glance.

He smirked. "I have to go." He stood up and started towards the door. His Elven ears heard her try and get out of bed, very slowly however because she was very weak.

"And you, Aradel, need to stay in bed. For at least two days, that's my diagnosis not the healers." He opened the door and began to walk out.

"I learnt it from my father." She called after him. He stopped for a second. How had she known that was the exact thing he was thinking? Freakish coincidence or terrible mind reading powers. Most likely a coincidence so he continued and walked out the door and along the halls humming quietly to himself that beautiful song.

He had nothing to do that night, and didn't feel much like sleeping at all. He was physically exhausted from all the running he had done earlier after Aradel but his mind wouldn't settle down. And his head was filled with thoughts of her. How she was so annoying, rude, and why he struggled to keep his friendship with her stable. Not to upset her or do anything to make her worry. Perhaps it was just that he knew she already had things to worry about, as did they all.

But why did she have to be so stupid, rude, irritating and so on. Right now as he turned a corner he felt as though given the chance he could kill her. All it would take was one simple thrust of the blade strapped to his ankle and it would all be over. All the pain and torment, the loud and nosily obtrusive contained entirely within that innocent looking little girl would be no more. How he loathed her.

But he couldn't kill her and he knew he never would take the life of anyone. Simply a rhetorical thought, but the idea stood. He made up his mind. He had changed since he met her, matured. He'd become more of a grown man then a little Elfling and she hadn't changed a bit. She was still the little immature, naïve little girl she was when they met.

He couldn't understand why it had taken him to reach Edoras to figure it out. When he first saw her he thought that she would have the same cheery effect on him but he was wrong. He found her annoying to say the least. And the way she rambled on continually insulting him until he wanted to wring her neck. Why was she such an idiot? He made up his mind. He hated her now. And he probably wouldn't stop hating her for the rest of his life. He stopped. How strange that thought seemed to him.

A/N: I'm sorry it's late but was down yesterday! It really ticked me off because you know how much i love updating! If i don't update i won't get reviews and reviews make me happy:D I know it's getting a little more angsty (not a whole lot but more than the begining) well i have a reason. I think. While i was writing this i dont know how long ago but i was really not in a happy mood for some reason. I just couldn't write happy funny stuff so it turned into more serious stuff. It will be that way for a couple of chapters but there'll still be funny stuff just less. I make so much sense don't i. Ha no. Nehoo, bye-bye!:D

little greenie: Thanks!:D

mistopurr: Yay! You're back! Thanks i didn't notice any change in Aradel but that could be just me. I'm strange. Celeborn and Aradel were arguing if i told you any more i'd have to kill you. Hee hee just kidding. :P

Elven Script: That's alright! Thanks!:D