E/N: Reviewer notes will be at the end of this chapter! YAY! Go me! Now, I have no idea where I'm going to go from, noting wise. But meh, I'm sure you don't care. In fact, you probably don't care if you get r/n's or not really, do you?

Can someone go read 'Make the Right Choice' on fictionpress.com please? I've updated three times now, and no one has noticed. *sniffle*

Chapter 58

   "She's starting to get bored again," Metrion told Yavanna worriedly. "What if she begins to regress?"

   "She's already got all her old skills back," Yavanna replied, "as well great advances on one and three completely new gifts. What else can we do?"

   "We've got to keep her occupied."

   "We've got to send her home." Metrion sighed.

   "I know. But how? They've got a hawk's eye on her, even after all this time."

   "Only until I give the word."

   "What do you mean?"

   "One from me and she's completely forgotten about her family and friends in the Outer Lands. She's ready to settle down here again and await her sisters' return."

   "But how does that aid us?"

   "If we find a way of getting her home, I'll tell Manwë that she's finally given up any ideas of Middle Earth and the watch on her shall be lifted. Then one day she's gone. 'Oh dear, she must have been lying all along. Oh, what are we to do?' " Metrion smiled.

   "My Lady, you are ingenious! Now all we have to do is find a way to actually get her out."

**

   Yavanna knocked on Silva's chamber door. There was no answer. She knocked again.

   "Silva? Are you there?" She pushed the door open and took a couple of steps. She looked about but there was no sign of her handmaiden. 'She must have gone for a walk,' she thought. 'I'll come back later…. What are they?' On Silva's bed, there were several small pieces of paper. Yavanna knew she shouldn't look, but the temptation was so strong….

   She couldn't stop herself. She crossed to the bed, picked up one piece of paper and read it.

'On and on, does anybody know what we are living for?'

   Her brow creased as she picked up another.

'I tried to kill my pain, but only brought more…'

   She didn't understand what these meant.

'I have to find the will to carry on…'

   That one sounded slightly more positive than the first two. It then dawned on the Earth Queen. They were Silva's two mental states, positive and negative. She obviously wrote things down when she was feeling overly optimistic or pessimistic about her situation.

'Save me from the dark

Bid my blood to run

Before I come undone

Save me from the nothing I've become…'

   Silva couldn't continue like this. She needed to get away.

'I want to be there when you realise I'm not going to be what you want me to be…'

   But at least her rebellious side had not died yet. She still had hope. That was the main thing.

'I was cruelly parted from my son. To lose my soulmate also… there is no greater pain.'

   Yavanna's breath hitched in her throat.

   "She needs to get out of here," she murmured, then ran off in search of her friend.

   She knew where she'd be. It's where she always was. The Two Trees.

   "You read them then?" Silva said without looking up from her book as Yavanna approached.

   "You meant for me to?" Yavanna asked confusedly.

   "They've been sitting on my bed now for four days. I wanted you to find them. I want you to understand what goes on up here-" she tapped her temple lightly "-when I'm at my best and worst."

   "Well you certainly did that well enough. I need you to get out of here, Silva. I have to return you to them. I promised you ten years ago I would do exactly that." Silva smiled faintly.

   "Yes, I remember. But it's not exactly your fault you haven't been able to 'get me home' yet, is it?"

   "You have to get away."

   "How? You know as well as I do how closely Manwë is watching me."

   "I didn't want to have to take a risk like this, but after reading those little notes, and knowing that there'll always be a risk, no matter what we do, we have no other choice. There's a ship leaving for the Grey Havens in a week's time. It's a cargo ship. I'm not sure why it's going or what it's purpose is, but it's going, that's all we need to know. I want you to stow aboard. Not the most ideal of plans, but it's the best we have."

   "It won't work, Yavanna."

   "But isn't it worth a try?! I thought you wanted to see your family again."

   "I do." Silva's voice grew tense and accusing. "Don't you dare suggest I don't!"

   "Then you'll get on that ship next week."

   "I'll be caught."

   "I'll get the watch on you lessened. And even if you are caught, so what? Nothing will happen. You may end up confined in our home for a while, but that's all. Silva, I know how badly you want to go home. The opportunity is finally here. Take it whilst you can!"

**

   "What if they catch me?" Silva asked nervously.

   "Who's going to notice a small plant or coil of creeping vines in the corner of a dark cargo hold?" Metrion asked.

   "You never know!"

   "Don't think about that," said Yavanna. "Think about Legolas and Kemenhin." Silva smiled. "See. That's why you're doing this. It's worth the risk."

   "Yes, you're right. I'm sorry. I don't want to get my hopes too high in case I am found and all my hopes are the dashed. I'm just so scared and excited and stressed and nervous all at once."

   "That's understandable," said Metrion, "but you really shouldn't worry. WHEN you get away, we'll leave it a day or two to raise the alarm, by which point you will be well away from here. Cargo ships don't take as long as passenger ships do."

   "Now are you ready to go? You'll have to go on in a minute," said Yavanna.

   "Yes, I think so. I have nothing to take so…."

   "….this is goodbye then."

   "This is probably the last time I ever see you, because once I'm gone, I can never come back." They hugged tightly.

   "I will miss you so much."

   "I will miss you too." Yavanna reached into a small pocket on her dress.

   "I know, once you've left, you'll want to forget this place and everything about it, but I'm begging you to always remember me, for I will never forget you.:

   "I couldn't forget you even if I wanted to."

   "Even so, I want you to have this." She handed Silva a silver ring. It was two leaves laying side by side, the stems making the band of the ring. Tiny diamonds were encrusted in the leaves. Silva smiled gratefully.

   "It's beautiful. Thank you so much." She hugged Yavanna again and then put the ring on. It fit her right middle finger perfectly. She then turned to Metrion and hugged him as well.

   "Good luck, Silva. I'll always be thinking of you."

   "I'll send my love to Aftalei."

   "Could you also give her this for me please?" HE handed her an envelope."

   "Of course I will. You've been so good to me, how could I refuse?"

   "Well, goodbye then, and good luck," Yavanna and Metrion said together.

   "Thank you. Goodbye." And she was gone. They watched a creeping vine wind it's way up a mooring rope.

**

~* 2 days later *~

   "MANWË!! MANWË!! MY LORD!!! SHE HAS GONE!!!"

   "What?!?" Yavanna ran up to Manwë's throne, faking distress rather well. Too well, some might say.

   "Laroleia has gone, sire!"

   "How is this possible?!? You were meant to be guarding her!!"

   "It is not possible to watch every single minute of every single day. The woman needs privacy as much as the next person. Who are we to deny that of her? We've already taken so much from her!" Manwë didn't like the course this conversation was taking.

   "How did she escape your 'careful' guard?"

   "She hasn't been seen for two days. At first we thought she had gone for a walk, then that she was staying with a friend. Then we started to get a little worried. So then we asked around the town, but no one had seen her. So then we-"

   "All right. I get the picture, Yavanna. When was she last seen?"

   "Two days ago. At the dock."

   "You took her to the dock when there was a ship awaiting to leave?!?!"

   "I didn't take her. We just sort of ended up there. And I didn't know she'd escape. She assured me she no longer wished to return to Middle Earth. I believed her. I was obviously wrong to do so. I'm sorry."

   "Well, what are we going to do?"

   "There's not much we can do. That ship will be quite a way already."

   "Ulmo could stop them .He controls the waters, does he not?"

   "Firstly, we cannot be sure she is aboard, even though it's likely. And secondly, he will not. He was, in fact, against her sentence from the beginning, but he was over-ruled and so had to agree. He will not aid her retrievable."

   "Then I shall set the winds against the ship!"

   "My lord, that is not wise. That ship must reach the Outer Lands."

   "We can't just let her get away!"

   "I'm afraid we don't have a lot of choice, sire. She has gone now. We shall probably never see her again."

   "If that's the case, then good riddance. She only ever caused problems anyway." Yavanna scowled. "What? Well, it's true!"

**

E/N: Well, isn't he indecisive? And isn't Yavanna mischievous?

Please don't start questioning things about how once you're there, you're there for good etc. I know that. But she had to get back some how. Just accept what I do as poetic license. If it's not entirely true to it's origin, just forgive me for it please, ok?

Right, now then, r/n's. Where to begin? I know, I'll go from the bottom of the most recent page of reviews. Right, let's go then:

Mojo the Rock Chick Munchkin: I'm glad you liked them getting married. I was all smiley when I was writing ch.51. ~ Yes, Gorothiel is very evil. Nasty lady. She wants to get at Rath, so she goes through Silva. However over the years, she's grown kinda hateful towards Sil too. Stupid evil woman! ~ I know. Poor Silva. But you know me, I have no will power. It'll all be ok in the end. Promise! Well, you know, because she's left now. Yay!

Kate (from Oz): I'm glad you liked them getting married too. I was happy as hell when writing it, but I couldn't help but wonder whether or not people would like me doing that. However your review made me disregard my worries. It's all good!! And thank you. I have no intention of finishing this fic till it's finished! ;D ~ Unfortunately, the Valar did have a very good point. But still, you were right. Which is good! She will see them again, indeed!

Lafi: Though you are not likely to read this, thank you for your review anyway. And am I damn glad nobody's msted any of my stuff. Jeez, I think I'd cry and die on the spot! I read one on that site, and it was so unbelievably crap. I completely agreed with the mster. It was so funny though! Thank you for giving me the link to that site, btw. I was giggling away for hours.

Bekky: Ok, so you have raised a couple of points that I must now reply to. 1) Leggy's reaction to the Silva/Astald thing: It wasn't that he really cared that there was anyone before him, only that she'd told him there wasn't. It was really just wounded pride. She told him he was the one she'd lost her virginity to and that she'd never loved anyone before him, etc. But then suddenly he finds out neither of those is true. Come on, if that happened to you, wouldn't you be a little pissed off? I know I would be. But he was all right about it after, was he not? 2) Silva catching Kemen 'in the act': she didn't really mind that Kemen swung that way (well, both ways, technically) it's just she didn't really want to see him at it. Would you want to see son…. Well, you know. It wouldn't be all that nice to see. People think on their child as innocent etc. You don't expect to see them doing hat sort of thing. Lol! ~ And now for your most recent review (ch.54). Thank you, hunni. That means a lot to me. I'm glad I've managed to move you so much. I really wanted to put across the sorrow and loss that she felt. I'm glad it touched you. That was my aim. So, maybe I'm not that bad after all, eh?

Chrissie: Ooh, I was beginning to think we'd lost you! Yay! *hug* You're back! Glad you're all caught up too. Hope you like this chapter too!

XxDragon Princess NikkixX: ß I'm so formal! And you're last because your r/n is so friggin' long, btw! Lol! ~ Right, well, take a deep breath Loz, this is going to take a while. 1) Unfortunately, there isn't going to be a confrontation between Gorothiel and Silva. Much as I'd like the to be one, the nearest we got was her giving Leggy the letter. Poor Silva, all sick- sorry, ill!! - and nasty! Naughty Gorothiel! 2) I'm sorry you didn't get to see the marriage, but I really could not be bothered. Nice as it would have been, it would have been a bit of a time waster and I really do want to finish this off (and yet don't at the same time) because I have other "projects" lined up. Plus I have several other ficcies to finish too. Like MTRC and Treason…. Should probably get to working on that one too, huh? 3) Regarding confrontation, see above (lol!!) 4) Yes, that was sort of the aim - with the whole them seeming older thing.  I wanted to sort of show that marriage had made them complete, sort of. Like, before they were married, they were still only like children, and everything was just fun and make believe. But now they're actually, really married and they can be more mature. Of course I had to put in a little of their playfulness, but generally, they have a more adult approach to one another now. Did that come across well enough? 5) I really should get someone to beta my work before I post, because my typos and things are getting really bad.

Hmmm, there's a point. Any offers anybody at all? Anyone willing to beta my work? Not just Silvawen. Everything.

Anywayz, back to Nikki. 6) Oh, thank you darling. And I know what you mean about how this story has progressed. I too am amazed at how it started and what it has become. I re-read it the other day, and you can see how I get more and more into the story with every chapter I write. My vocabulary becomes more advanced, the chapters are longer and at times (and I quote Freja now):
"It seems sometimes like you pour your heart and soul out onto a piece of paper. It's beautiful" (she said that after I wrote ch.52. =D). And that I do. I'm glad you feel so strongly because that is truly what I am aiming to do when I write. I have the whole, complete, beautiful world in my mind that I can escape into when I'm feeling down (or even if I just want to escape for a little while). It's so complex and intricate, I want to tell you all every smallest detail of it in the best way possible. To hear you say all that really lifts me because that is exactly what I want for my readers. For them too to experience what I put my characters through. Another tick in the box to push me towards being an author then. 7) Sorry darling, but I did write that song. *shields head with arms* Don't hurt me!! Please! I'm sorry! 8) EEP! I'm sorry! I don't mean it! Ok, I'll stop writing then if that's what you want! I'm sorry! I'll give you some of my talent, if you give me some of your prettiness, deal? 9) Come What May is from Moulin Rouge and is one of my most favourite songs in the world. And yes, it does fit well, doesn't it? 10) I know Leggy was a little OOC when he hit Fëa and I wasn't going to do that at first. I wrestled with it in my mind for a while, but in the end I figured that, even though it's OOC, that is the reaction he would have. When you're in love, you never want to hear a bad word said against your partner, and he is more than just in love. She's a part of him because of their soulmate bond, and he's hurting so much anyway that she's gone. You can imagine him suppressing everything he's feeling over those six years, not letting anyone see the sorrow he's feeling. And everyone knows what happens to suppressed emotions. They are vented in regrettable ways. I don't think, under normal circumstances, he would have hit her, but it all got too much for him. 11) Over here, re-learnt is a word. Lol! But thanks for calling me a cutie anyway! 12) I know Legolas would not be able to return, but he was not thinking about the smaller details. All he as interested in was getting her back where she belonged. And again, it's the suppressed emotion thing. Makes you think and do irrational things. 13) Everyone knows I follow both book and film, so since there is no age given in the book, I follow what the great PJ tells us. According to the film, Legolas 2,931 the year the Fellowship was created. I have put Kemen at 2,491 the year the Fellowship is made, therefore, Leggy would have been 437 (possibly 438, 'cause we don't know when his b'day is!) when he met Silva. Very young Elven daddy! Lol! 14) I'm glad you like and approve of the so many different genres I have incorporated into this story. I like variety. 15) Hope you enjoyed this chapter. 16) Bloody hell, this is one LONG r/n!!!!! It's almost 1,000 words long! That's the length of one of my essays (since I never make them as long as they're mean to be! =D)