You Could Have Caught Me 50

By:

LiL Pippin Padfoot

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Disclaimer: 50!!! I've always wanted to have a story that had 50! Chapters.

I LOVE THE LORD OF THE RINGS EE, by the way!!!!!!

Another P.S., in the book, the people of Gondor is described as having dark hair and light complexions, and grey eyes.

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Chapter !50!

More Kinks in the Plan

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Finaly Dol Amroth

I never thought I'd get here, well, truthfully, I didn't think I'd come here.

I noticed a slight problem with Dol Amroth. The people of Dol Amroth were much like the people of Gondor.

They didn't believe my whole 'I come from Gondor' story.

Why? Well, it could be my red/brown hair, or my hazel eyes. It could be what they called my 'funny way of speaking'.

Sorry, I don't speak with a British accent, and I say the word 'ain't'. Excuse me.

But I think they just thought of me from Rohan, and let it be. And I just let them think that.

That was just in the first few hours I was in Dol Amroth. I found quite a comfy little alley. And I never believed it when my sister called me a bum.

There was another slight problem. Or, two, actually, if you want to get technical.

That would be the new King and Queen of Rohan.

How was I supposed to know that they would be visiting?

It all started like this, I was in my alley, feeding apple slices to myself and Aracaran, when I heard a cheering in the streets, and I jumped to my feet and jumped up and down to see what was going on.

In a sort of parade, down the street, came Eomer and Lothiriel.

When I saw Eomer, Aracaran nickered, but I shushed him, and ducked down. I swear he looked right at me.

After the crowds cleared, I decided I should find a job. First, I took out that old leather hair tie that I had used in Helm's Deep, and braided my hair, that seemed to be a fad here in Dol Amroth.

I tied Aracaran out in front of the nearest tavern, which was also an inn. I tied Aracaran up front, and instructed him not to be stolen.

I walked up to the bar.

An old man, with a slightly grizzly beard, and a crooked grin walked up to the bar.

"What'll it be?"

"Nothing, I just wanted to know if you needed a waitress, or server."

"Any experience?"

"I waitressed quite a bit during dinners, before."

"Good enough, can you start now? Good, why don't you serve that table?" he pointed to a table in the back; there were some people there, with their backs to me. One of them had blonde hair.

"That table?" I said uncertainly

"You have a problem with that? You're the prettiest one here, and they're royalty, think I should give them good service. Just go up, ask what they want, then come back and tell me, and then you take it back to them. Oh before you go, you get free board, if you wish. And I saw you have a horse, it can just go in the stables."

I just nodded my head.

"Get to it!" he said, not meanly, but enough to make me jump.

I dodged several drunken soldiers as I made my way over to the table.

"Hello sirs, what will you be having this evening?" I asked pleasantly, with a smile.

"Just some ale!" said one of them "Make it, how many of us are there? Four ales!"

Eomer gawked at me; I gave him a flirty wink, and walked away.

"I think that I know her!" said Eomer

"Nonsense!" said one of the men "She's just a common barmaid, that's all, been working here forever."

Eomer just shook his head, and I shook with laughter, yeah, sure I had worked here forever.

"Here you go sirs." I said handing them there ales.

"What's your name?" asked Eomer suspiciously

That stopped me in my tracks, I hadn't thought about changing my name from Anna.

"I uh, my name? It's uh, you see…"

"It's Haleth isn't it?" asked one of them, the one that had thought I worked here forever.

"Yes, Haleth." Not as good as Anna, but not a bad name.

Eomer looked in my eyes, and I think he saw the hesitation.

Eomer still watched me the entire night, as served them and other tables.

Then, when he and the other three men left, I thought of something else.

Aracaran! I had left him out there! Of course, Eomer would notice him; he used to belong to Eomer.

I just continued to serve tables, until Eomer walked back in.

He walked up to me.

"Haleth? It is Haleth isn't it? Can I talk to you outside?" he said

"I'm working, and yes it is Haleth."

Right at that moment the old man yelled to me.

"You can take a break Missy!"

"I guess you're not working now?" Eomer said

I sighed and followed him out.

The other three men, who were drunk, were admiring Aracaran.

"What do you think you are doing?" asked Eomer

"What?" I asked

"I know you're not 'Haleth'! You're Anna."

"I can assure you, sir…"

"Your horse gave you away."

With a sigh I leaned against the wall of the tavern/inn, and then slid down to the floor.

"You Had to Catch Me." I said

Eomer kneeled down

"Would you like to explain to me? Or would you prefer me to take you back to Gondor?"

"Gondor would be nice."

Eomer raised his eyebrows at me.

"You will really go back?"

"Yes, but if you'll excuse me, I have to go quit my new found job."

I got up, and walked back into the tavern/inn, and found the old man.

"I am sorry; I will have to quit my job."

"Why?" he asked "You are the best waitress I have had in ages."

"My past caught up with me." I said simply.

"Well, if you ever need a job, I'll gladly rehire you."

"Thank you sir."

I walked out.

Eomer looked at the other three men, who were passed out.

I leaned toward Eomer "Who are they?"

"That would be the Prince of Dol Amroth, and his sons." He laughed "My new in-laws."

"I see, how are you going to manage them?"

Eomer shrugged "I'll just tell some soldiers, and they'll come get them."

Eomer and I got on our horses, and rode to the palace of Dol Amroth.

Lothiriel came out.

"Eomer? Where are my brothers and my father? Who's this?"

Eomer and I got off our horses.

"Your father and brothers are drunk outside the Silver Ship ("So that's its name."), and don't you remember Anna?"

"I remember her, but I didn't expect to see her in Dol Amroth."

"Neither did I." said Eomer he excused himself to go get the soldiers to go get the Prince and his sons.

Lothiriel sighed.

"My family's plan backfired."

"What do you mean?" I asked

"They were going to get Eomer drunk."

"Eomer didn't drink much, he recognized me, and your brothers and father told him I was a waitress and had been forever, but Eomer knew it was me, so he only drank a few."

"You were a waitress," she said unbelievingly "At the Silver Ship? That is one of the worst taverns in Dol Amroth, why it is my father's favorite, I don't know."

"It didn't seem that bad." I said.

"Well, I won't have to see them in the morning, at least." She said "I assume that we are returning you to Gondor tomorrow?"

"Why when everyone says that, it makes it sound like I am a lost dog?"

Lothiriel just laughed.

"I'll show you the stables where your horse can stay tonight."

Then we walked off to the stables.

Tomorrow, I was to be returned like a lost dog, returning with it's tail between it's legs.

It could have been worse.

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I hope this one's long enough. Onto the next one!