Gimli and Legolas left me alone after I exploded on them. Aragorn was gone….and maybe never coming back. He wasn't my brother everything made sense, I had made Gimli sit and explain it all, or whatever Aragorn had told him. His parents died when he was two. Mine took him in, being friends of the family. He lived with them, on and off, traveling sometimes. Then I was born, seventeen years ago, when Aragorn was sixty five. He would visit, but when my dad died, when I was six, Aragorn stayed to help my mom. I grew up thinking he was my brother. My father told him before he died, never to tell me I was not related to him.

Then my mom died, when I was fourteen, she was murdered by Orcs. She had went walking out in the woods, orcs where by and killed her. Aragorn stayed with me, looking after me. Never knowing he was not my brother, soon Aragorn's family name grew on me, and that's what people started calling me. I never doubted it nor questioned it. People soon began to ask questions. Why we didn't look alike, or why he was so old, and I was so young, but his parents died when he was two.

But now the truth was out, and I knew he was not my brother, and I was living a lie. A lie that had been told by many. Elrond, the one I trusted the most with my life, had lied to me.

I pushed the thoughts out of my mind as I walked outside. My side was still wrapped, a little of blood was seeping through the bandage. I walked out to some sort of balcony, looking out into Helms Deep. I spotted Legolas and Gimli standing on steps, talking. They didn't see me or even seem to notice me.

"Lady Alisa are you alright," I heard a voice say. I turned around to see Eowyn standing behind me.

"I am fine," I explained, "a little tired."

"You should be, your wound was deep. Many did not think you would make it through the night."

"How long was I out," I asked, turning back to look at Gimli and Legolas, who where in the same spot.

"A day, he never left your side," she said, as she walked next to me.

"Who," I asked looking at her.

"The Prince, he would not leave your side," she explained. I looked at Legolas; he seemed to be smiling, the first time in along time. I looked at his blonde hair, swaying in the wind. Then suddenly he caught me looking at him. But I didn't look away, but stared back at him. "You know what they would say."

"Yes, it can never happen, a mortal and an elf," I explained, "but maybe one day it will" I looked at him once more, then walked away, back in the room I was in when I woke up.

"I heard about your brother," she said quietly as she followed me back into the room. I looked at her, knowing she did not know he was not my brother.

"He will survive," I whispered.

"He is strong," she added.

"Yes, I need rest now," I said, and she left my room.

"And heir to the throne of Gondor."

"And who are you,"

"I am Alisa daughter of Arathorn, sister to Aragorn,"

"Stop pushing it Aragorn,"

"You need some fun in your life. You walk around like your dead, you been acting like this since…"

"Since mom died,"

"I given up years ago Aragorn, I gave up when mom died, I gave up when you where not there."

"Alisa, that was not my fault, and you know it."

"I do not have faith anymore. I can not feel to hope, or love, I do no feel the need to live anymore…"

"We thought we would never see you again, Lady Alisa,"

"We would never have stopped looking for you,"

"Does she know,"

"No and I hope she never finds out,"

"How can she not know, someone must have told her while she was growing up,"

"No one knew about it, only her parents, Gandalf and now you,"

"He is not my brother…."

I woke up to Lady Eowyn shaking me lightly. The dreams I just had startled me, how I could dream those things, things of the past? I looked at her, wondering what she wanted.

"Your brother is back, he came back," she yelled, I jumped up, Aragorn came back?

"Where" I asked.

"Outside, with my uncle. Be careful Alisa, your wounded," she explained, but it was to late. I ran outside, and down the steps. Towns people around stared at me, wondering what I was doing. I then saw Legolas, and Gimli who had their backs turned to me. I pushed past them, Legolas tried to stop me but couldn't. Then King Theoden and Aragorn turned around. Aragorn smiled at me, but I could not, I looked at him, pain in my eyes.

"Alisa, what is wrong," he asked.

"You lied to me, after my mom died you lied to me," I yelled, people started to look at us.

"Alisa this is not the time," Gimli said, trying to make me stop.

"This is the perfect time Gimli. How could you Aragorn, how could you lie to me?" I yelled again.

"What are you talking about?" he asked.

"You're not my brother," I said. Aragorn looked at me, and then at Gimli shocked.

"I know everything Aragorn…and I know your not my brother…."

NOTE: SORRY THIS WAS SHORT, HOPEFULLY THIS CHAPTER EXPLAINED A LOT OF THINGS.....NEXT CHAPTER COMING SOON