Author's Notes: Just a note. If the words are in parentheses ( ), the'yre speaking in elvish.
Carolyn hurried down the stone path. "Boy, Caitlin has got to lighten up. Does she really think I'd pull a dirty trick like that?" She sighed. "Of course…Legolas is really hot…" She shook her head. "Oh come on! Sure he's good-looking, but I bet he'll never have any interest in me…"
Suddenly she overheard people talking. She glanced into a nearby building. Gandalf and Elrond were talking to each other. She pressed herself against the wall outside the door and listened.
"It is a burden he should never have had to bear. We can ask no more of Frodo..." Gandalf said.
"THERE YOU ARE!" Caitlin's voice rang out. She and Katie ran up to her. "WHAT ARE YOU-"
"Shh!" Carolyn hissed. "Listen!"
"Gandalf, the enemy is moving. Sauron's forces are massing in the East; his Eye is fixed on Rivendell! And Saruman, you tell me, has betrayed us. Our list of allies grows thin..." Elrond explained.
"We must look to the race of men for strength." Gandalf said.
Elrond laughed bitterly. "Men? Men are weak. They are greedy and think only of themselves." He spun around and pointed to where Carolyn and the others were hiding. "And apparently, some members of their race have a bad habit of eavesdropping!"
Realizing that the jig was up, the three girls sighed and stepped into plain view.
"You three!" Gandalf cried in slight anger, "What were you thinking?!"
"Listen," Caitlin said to Elrond ignoring the wizard's comment, "We know what happened. Isildur took the ring and refused to destroy it. He made a mistake, but not everyone from our race is weak."
"Yeah!" Carolyn explained, "All they need is a leader! Aragorn is supposed to be king, why doesn't he do it?"
Elrond looked stunned. "How did you know all that?"
"FORESIGHT!" All three girls said at once.
"I see…" Elrond said frowning. But he looked extremely skeptical.
A few minutes later, the three friends left the room.
"MAN WHAT A GROUCH!" Katie yelled angrily, "We listen to two minutes worth of their conversation and they act like we murdered their mothers!"
"Elrond didn't look like he believed our 'foresight' story." Caitlin gulped.
"This is bad." Carolyn sighed, "If Elrond thinks we're untrustworthy, he'll never let us join the fellowship and we'll never get home!" Her thoughts were interrupted however, when she bumped into someone.
"Oh Sorr-" She stopped in midsentence. She was looking at an extremely handsome male elf. He was about half a head taller than her; he had long blond hair and soft gray eyes. He was dressed in elvish attire. She blinked in amazement at him: it was Legolas.
"It's alright." He said nodding. Carolyn only stared up at him, her mouth slightly open in shock.
"LEGGY!" Caitlin screamed. She ran forward and flung her arms around him in a hug so tight that she almost broke his ribs.
"Can't…breath…" He gasped.
"I said it once, and I'll say it again," Katie said rolling her eyes, "You guys are sick."
Carolyn tore Caitlin free from Legolas and shoved her to the side. "Sorry 'bought that!" She said grinning up at the hottest guy she'd ever met. "She's harmless…most of the time." She stuck out her hand. "Nice to meet you! My name's Carolyn! My last name will not be revealed for security purposes!"
Legolas smiled; glad to see the one of them seemed to have a little sanity. He shook her hand. "Pleased to meet you. I am Legolas, prince of Mirkwood."
"HE TOUCHED MY HAND!" Carolyn thought happily. But she tried to hide her joy. "Nice to meet you, Legolas." Caitlin nudged her in the ribs. "Oh yeah," She said quickly, "This is Caitlin and Katie."
"Yo." Katie said shaking his hand. Her 'Fangirl Meter' didn't act up one bit.
As Caitlin shook his hand, she had a hard time restraining herself. "H-Hi…" She managed to stammer. Then she fell over and began twitching on the ground, trying to restrain the fangirl within.
"Alright then…" Legolas said raising an eyebrow. "Well I'm afraid I must be off. There's some nasty business about Sauron's ring. I must be going, nice to meet you." He gave a small wave in Carolyn's direction and walked off. She was staring after him, smiling dreamily. She was blushing slightly and her eye pupils had taken on the shape of hearts.
"He's…" She whispered, "He's even hotter in real life…and that voice! Did you hear him?!"
"Carolyn, snap out of it!" Katie said tapping her friend on the shoulder. "This is no time for you to be getting a crush on some elf!"
"It's not a crush!" Carolyn said happily. "It's love…"
Caitlin glared at her. "Really? And where does your little fantasy include me and him riding off into the sunset together?"
Carolyn's happy little look vanished. Her eyes narrowed. "What are you saying?" She growled dangerously.
"What I'm saying is, that you're not the only Legolas fangirl here." Caitlin said calmly, "Other girls would kill for a chance to meet him in person. And now that we have, I'm gonna go after him, romantically speaking."
"In your dreams!" Carolyn shouted, "He thought you were some kind of psychopath! And did you see the way he looked at me?! He even waved at me!" She folded her arms. "I get it! You're jealous! Well I like him too, and I've got something you haven't: a good first impression."
Caitlin rolled up the sleeve of her shirt. "Why you little-"
Suddenly Frodo hurried up to them. "Hi guys! What's up?"
"Nothing." Caitlin grumbled rolling down the sleeve of her shirt again.
"The sun is setting, don't you think you should be getting ready for bed?" Frodo asked frowning.
"I thought they were going to decide the fate of the ring today." Carolyn said.
"No, they'll be doing that tomorrow. Why don't you go to your rooms? I'll see you in the morning." He walked off.
Carolyn looked up and realized for the first time that the sun had set. "He's right. We'd better go get some shuteye."
As the three friends turned around, something dawned on them. They had no fuggin clue where their rooms were.
"Shit, we're lost." Katie grumbled.
"You can say that again." Caitlin sighed.
"That again."Before Carolyn could smash her friend's skull into oblivion, they heard a voice.
"(The Shadow does not hold sway yet, Aragorn.)" A voice whispered in elvish. "(Not over you and not over me.)"
The three girls peeked through the bushes. Arwen and Aragorn were standing on a bridge talking.
"Wow!" Carolyn whispered, "It's the kiss scene!"
"Haven't we done enough eavesdropping for one day?" Caitlin asked.
"No." Both Katie and Carolyn responded.
"You're right, what was I thinking?" Caitlin said nodding. The three of them quieted down and waited.
"(Do you remember when we first met?)" Arwen continued.
"(I thought I had strayed into a dream.)" Aragorn responded. He clasped both her hands in his.
"(Long years have passed... You did not have the cares you carry now. Do you remember what I told you?)"
"You said you'd bind yourself to me, forsaking the immortal life of your people." Aragorn said in normal human tongue.
"And to that I hold. I would rather share one lifetime with you than face all the ages of this world alone."
With those words, she pressed her Evenstar necklace into his hand. "I choose a mortal life."
"You cannot give me this!" Aragorn exclaimed.
"It is mine to give to whom I will." She whispered. "Like my heart."
They leaned towards each other and kissed.
"This is so cool!" Katie squealed.
"I can't believe we're watching this!" Carolyn whispered. She turned and glared at Caitlin. "And I still can't believe you forgot the camera."
"I didn't forget it." Caitlin snapped folding her arms. "You just didn't think of handing it to me at that moment in case we were pulled into another world."
At that moment, someone pulled the bushes they were all hiding in aside. The three of them looked up and saw Aragorn staring down at them.
"Eep." Katie squeaked.
"Well, what brings the three of you here?" Aragorn said. He sounded slightly amused.
All three of them fell silent for about two minutes. Then Carolyn spoke up.
"We're gonna run away now. Please don't chase after us."
"Sure. Better luck next time." Aragorn said nodding. The three teens took off screaming, eager to leave and avoid provoking the Ranger's wrath.
