Disclaimer: the ONLY thing I own is Jacqueline, anything you don't recognize from the books and some of the plot but not all. Majority of the plotline belongs to Tolkien and Jackson, most of the LOTR character lines are credited to Peter Jackson and his assistant scriptwriter(most of the character's lines are from the movie), and all LOTR characters belong to Tolkien.

A/N: Don't forget the feedback plz it's so helpful! For those who are saying that this'll be a Legolas romance rather than a Boromir romance....well don't count Boromir out yet!!! This story can go either way, and I've still got a whole lot of story to get through(I write as I go). PS - chapter 11 won't come until I get up to 20 reviews. Believe me I need it right now(bad case of writer's block).

Chapter 10 - Revealing truths in Amon Hen

They paddled for a long time down the Anduin, no one saying a word. Everyone was deep in thought, and those paddling were focused on getting them all to Amon Hen before nightfall. It wasn't long before they reached two kingly guardians of a long-lost empire.

"Frodo, the Argonath!" Aragorn said, half-smiling. Frodo followed his gaze. "Long have I desired to look upon the kings of old. My kin."

They all looked up in astonishment at the two statues towering over them as they canoed past. Carved right out of the steep rock walls, they stood tall and solemn.

They reached Parth Galen right after passing the Argonath. The paddlers got the boats right up onto the pebbled beach and everyone climbed out. Gimli and the hobbits went to build a small fire for a meal while the others unpacked the boats.

"We cross the lake at nightfall," Aragorn stated while unpacking. "Hide the boats and continue on foot. We approach Mordor from the north."

Gimli looked at him, clearly displeased. "Oh, yes?! It's just a simple matter of finding our way through Emyn Muil? An impossible labyrinth of razor sharp rocks! And after that, it gets even better! Festering, stinking marshlands far as the eye can see!"

"That is our road. I suggest you take some rest and recover your strength master dwarf." Aragorn replied, ending the argument. It didn't sit with Gimli.

"Recover my.....?!" he huffed. He let his insult show as Legolas approached Aragorn.

"We should leave now," Legolas said quietly.

"No. Orcs patrol the eastern shore," Aragorn objected. "We must wait for cover of darkness."

Legolas returned his gaze back to the opposite shore. "It is not the eastern shore that worries me. A shadow and a threat has been growing in my mind. Something draws near," He looked back at Aragorn. "I can feel it!"

"He is right, Aragorn," Jacqueline said, fastening her sword to her belt as Gimli's resentment continued. "The patrolling orcs may be less of a problem than the danger Legolas speaks of."

"Where's Frodo?" Merry asked. His question woke Sam with a start, and Aragorn dashed into the forest. Jacqueline was about to follow when Legolas grabbed her arm.

"Wait Jacqueline," he pleaded, his voice causing her to face him. "I must ask you something that has bewildered my heart and mind."

Jacqueline was completely puzzled. "What is it?"

He took a deep breath before continuing. "What happened when we reached Lothlorien? You did not seem yourself."

She sighed, understanding why Legolas had seemed so hurt and confused in the Golden Wood. "I was not myself last night. Much was revealed to me that I did not have any idea of. Walking into Lothlorien did something to me; it thrusted me into a clouded state of mind. Many things came over me that I did not know how to deal with."

"Why, did you not tell me?" he asked, concerned.

"I do not know," she answered, looking down. "I was so overwhelmed I was not sure of anything really except the pain my father gave me. Fortunately, there was one who was able to pull me out."

"It was Haldir wasn't it?" Legolas' heart dropped slightly.

"No it wasn't Haldir," Jacqueline reassured. "It was my grandfather, Celeborn."

"The Lord of Lothlorien?" he exclaimed quietly. "He is your kin?"

"He is," she confirmed. "The Lord and Lady's daughter Celebrian was my mother, making Elrond's children my sister and brothers."

Legolas looked away a moment still amazed, then back at her. "Then how do you lack so many elvish traits of both of your parents are elves?"

"Because Elrond is not my father," she answered.

"Then who is?"

Jacqueline opened her mouth to answer, but shut it when she heard someone's voice yell out in the forest. Legolas stopped as well, and the both of them inclined their ears hoping for the voice to cry again. They heard three words.

"Frodo, I'm sorry!"

Jacqueline's eyes widened and she broke away from Legolas into the forest, while the rest of them dispersed into the woods.