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SofiaB- thanks for that! Erm…sorry about the wait. But now I finally know where I'm going with this story! Hopefully you'll like what's to come.

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Krillball- hiya Jess. How do I do it? I have no idea- I prefer to write from an emotional side of things and I'm trying to experiment with different writing styles in this fic. Hopefully it won't back fire. Thanks

OK- I'm sorry for the long wait and I know I've said this many a time but I really do know what I'm doing with this fic now so updates should be more frequent now!

Looking up from the lush carpet of brown, green and red Beth's eyes met the large hazel eyes of a beautiful white mare. She couldn't help the smile that slid across her lips as the horse bowed his head, almost in salute. Her eyes travelled across the length of horse, admiring it despite the fact that she was deathly afraid of riding them, she had been thrown off a horse when she was little and it had hindered her confidence so much that she had never attempted to ride again.

"You don't like horses"

"Thank you captain obvious"

She turned to see Tyler standing behind her, his eyes narrowed in a mock glare. Suddenly feeling very childish she pushed him before turning on her heel and making her way over to the other who stood waiting for Glorfindel and Elrohir to return with more horses, she still had yet to tell them that she would rather try and fly over to…wherever it was they were supposed to be going than get back on a horse.

"Lets play a game"

"I don't want to play a game"

"I'm too cold"

"I can't bothered"

Jack laughed at the rest of the group as he sat on a tree stump listening to his walkman and contemplating life without all the things he's once taken for granted.

Seeing the opening in the group Beth made her way over to Jack. He didn't look at her, making her nervous, her hands fiddling with the hem of her shirt as she sat down in front of him. He made no move to suggest that he knew she was there; he merely nodded his head to his music.

"We're never going home are we?"

She raised her head to look at him, not trusting herself to speak. She wanted to talk about it in depth but now was not the time, now she felt that she would break down. There was no certainty about their situation. They were lost…really lost. And there was nothing that they could do about it.

"The probability of something like this nears one in a billion. It's almost impossible. But here we are anyway. Have you ever watched Stargate while knowing that it could happen and knowing the American government it probably is happening? We think we know everything and every time you think you know what's going on you find out that it's all wrong and you have to re think everything"

He knew that if it had been anybody else but Beth he would have been dismissed, but she listened, knowing exactly what he was talking about.

"But for now, I think we just need to accept that this is where we are. This is what we have to work with and there's nothing that we can do about it"

She shrugged her shoulders, resisting the strong urge to sigh. Jack shook his head, a smile on his face.

Standing up she ran her hands over her jeans, cringing at the damp patch that had settled onto her bum. Turning on her heel she left jack to his own devices.

"You've got a denial complex girlie"

He yelled to her, making the rest of the group take notice, but she ignored at and carried on walking,

"Don't I know it"

She muttered quietly to herself, catching herself as she nearly walked into the returning elves. Her curiosity was peaked when she felt hands on her waist that luckily stopped her from falling over. But they were unfamiliar hands.

Her gaze travelled upwards, finally settling on his face. He was taller than Elladan and Elrohir but shorter than Glorfindel. His eyes were dark brown, like coffee…or chocolate. His lips curved into a smile and he nodded his head in a gesture of respect.

"Thank you"

"You are most welcome my lady"

"Erestor"

The elf looked up at the sound of Glorfindel's voice, letting go of her waist but lingering to make sure that Beth was stable. Catching the shocked and slightly jealous looks of her friends she stuck her tongue out and rolled her eyes.

"Imladris awaits your arrival. We leave in but a few moments"

Beth felt her stomach lurch at the prospect of a new place, new people, people, who were prettier than she was, who could actually mange to…she stopped herself before she could go any further and managed to wipe the expression off her face that unbeknownst to her was one of utter terror, and it had not gone unnoticed.

Grumbling lightly the group picked up their belongings and awaited the instruction of the elves.

Glorfindel watched Erestor as he scrutinized the group, watching and analyzing every movement, picking up their strengths and weaknesses.

Erestor had once been one of the most accomplished warriors, both feared and respected. His careful eye and quiet manner had abled him to move almost invisibly with a stealth that most envied. His eye for detail was incredible, making him one of Elrond's most trusted friends and councillors.

Beth eased fro the group as they decided to pair everybody off with the elves that had arrived so that they could ride together. Her heart jumped into her throat as the list got shorter.

"She's terrified. Pair her with Elrohir"

Erestor whispered discreetly to Glorfindel as he paired the last four up, the last being Beth.

Elrohir approached the trembling girl with care, motioning for the rest of the group to head off, he would soon follow.

"The horse will not bite you. He has been well instructed"

"That's what I thought about my last horse. She threw me off when she got scared by a rising stallion. I broke my back and my leg in three places. I was unconscious for nearly a week and it took me over year until I could walk again. I am not getting on that horse"

She cringed when she head the slight hitch in voice but nevertheless tried to keep her gaze level. Elrohir shook his head and whistled for his mount who dutifully rode up beside him. Taking one look at Beth he knew that he was not going to be able to persuaded her to ride with him.

She started as he mounted his horse and rode off and for a moment she believed that he was going to leave her behind. Her mind whirled as she realised what he was planning and immediately she picked up her bag and began running as fast as she could in the opposite direction. It was a futile effort on her part but at that moment in time she was willing to try anything.

She felt the wind rush by her and a hand grab the back of her blouse, making two buttons fly from the front.

Elrohir effortlessly lifted her from the forest floor and placed her in front of him, securing his arms around her just in case she decided to make a quick exit. Btu instead she buried her hands in his jerkin so tightly that her knuckles were white and her fingers were painful. She closed her eyes tightly and willed herself away, somewhere nice.

Looking down at her and seeing her genuine fear he slowed his mount with a few words and reached down to touch Beth's hair.

"Get your hands off of me"

Angrily she pushed on his chest so that's he could look up at him. Her eyes blazed with a fury that only she could have and immediately she changed.

"How dare you. When I say I don't want to do something, I don't. When I say that under no circumstances will I do something. There's no chance at all. And you have just walked all over that haven't you. And to top it off you ruined my shirt"

Taken aback by her anger he raised his hand and bid the horse to speed their travel.

"Don't you dare. Put me down. Put me down right now. I'm warning you"

The elven lord rolled his eyes and frowned, not knowing quite what was expected of him. He was used to dealing with difficult warriors but difficult females were a new challenge.

She continued her tirade for over an hour until they reached the safety of Imladris and the gates were in sight.

Elrohir felt his heart lift at the promise of a warm bath and break from the infuriating woman who sat in front of him. He withheld a biting remark as she slid down to the ground and re-joined her group who stood waiting.

"Where you been. Your father is displeased Elrohir and the humans even less so"

Glorfindel said as he made his past him towards the house.

"Stable your mount and make your way to the halls quickly"

Elrohir didn't bother to hold back a growl of irritation as he stormed off toward the large stables, watching the humans as they disappeared into the house to no doubt meet with father.

Hunter looked carefully at Beth who by now was beyond reasoning with. Her eyes were blazing…literally. Something had changed. He wanted to go to her but knew that it would do more harm than good.

"Hey, you alright hunni?"

Paige cast a grin at Beth as she slung her arm around the shorter girls shoulder. Beth shrugged her shoulders but welcomed the other girls chatter as they slowly followed the elves down winding corridors. If she had been alone she would have stopped many a time to study the painting on the walls but knew that this was not the time.

Chris cast a glance at the two girls and then at Hunter. Recognising the thoughtful expression on Hunter's face he felt a stab of jealously hit him.

"You know you shouldn't be jealous of him don't you?"

He turned to look at Grace who walked beside him, still managing to file her nails as she walked.

"I am not jealous"

"De Nile ain't just a river in Egypt"

She giggled to herself at the horrendous pun but moved on to pat herself on the back when he smiled.

"Stop watching television Grace, it's melting your brains"

She raised an eyebrow and shook her head

"That should be too much of a problem now should it"

She turned to look at Tyler and Chris who both looked ready to kill. It had taken them days to get here and now they seemed to be getting the run around.

The group was splitting and tension was straining each and every one of them. Gone were the light jabs and the once often hugs of comfort.

The air was chilled but electrified and it could not be debated that something was about to happen.

Something that nobody save one had seen before.