A/N: Ooo, I'm ba-ack. And if you haven't noticed by now, I've pretty much given up on doing a disclaimer, because it should be pretty obvious by now that I own nothing except Starr…

And regretfully at that. Perhaps I shall sell her to the highest bidder with the express to relieve their stress by beating the living crap out of her. (thoughtful)

Starr: Meep! .

Chapter Eight: Lothlorien Beware

Several days into their Lothlorien stay, Starr was completely at home amongst the beautiful people. The Elves welcomed her with open arms after getting over their initial jealousies. Even GIMLI was treated courteously.

Starr sat up from her little bed and stretched. Her wide blue eyes snapped open and she saw that the hobbits were gone, but everyone else remained asleep.

She stood and headed for the river to wash up, guessing that the hobbits were off eating or something. She was so preoccupied she failed to notice that a certain Elf's bed was also empty.

"Failed to notice…or conveniently ignored?" Elladan asked while raising his eyebrows.

She wore a bathing suit under her outfit, since she was modest and not the most comfortable with her body.

"She is modest, Eowyn!" Arwen said with fake cheer, turning to the girl next to her.

"Yeah, right."

And man, was she surprised to find that the river was already occupied, by Legolas.

She blushed, and turned away, since he was getting out, and may not be decent.

A tap on her shoulder caused her eyes to widen and she whirled to find herself face to face with Legolas.

His blue eyes sparkled with laughter. "Spying on me, Lady Starr?"

"I feel so violated." Legolas said sarcastically. Due to the lack of recent embarrassment, he was gaining his confidence back. That won't last.

"Of course not, I am no pervert!" Starr said indignantly, slightly hurt.

"Lady Starr, I did not mean to offend yo—"

"Just leave so I can bathe!" she said, her voice slightly higher. "Or I shall strip right here!"

Legolas didn't look ready to complain, but as Starr began to pull her shirt off, his gentlemanliness kicked in, and he hightailed it out of there.

Starr giggled, knowing that she was perfectly decent under her shirt. She WAS wearing her black string bikini, after all…

"What's that?" Pippin asked, almost dreading the answer.

"I don't know, but I'm under the impression that it is not all that 'decent.'" Aragorn replied.

Starr slipped into the cold water and dove down deep, the icy liquid shocking her system. She surfaced a minute later, shaking her hair out of her face.

The hobbits and Boromir stood in the spot where Starr had been previously, watching her as she began to swim laps across the lake. They were unsure whether or not to disturb her, for they were dirty and needed a bath.

Boromir shifted uncomfortably. He had been relieved of the pull of the ring by and entirely different pull. A pull of love.

"Oh, you have GOT to be kidding me! Who is she going to be with? Legolas or my brother!" Faramir exclaimed angrily.

"Perhaps both…" murmured Eowyn, and Faramir paled significantly.

"Ewww!" Merry and Pippin squealed together. They couldn't help themselves.

"Lady Starr! Lady Starr! May we join you?" Pippin ran down the hill suddenly. He was greeted by a large splash of water.

Starr's laughter, like the tinkling of many little bells, floated up from the water.

The others laughed as Pippin sulked and then cannonballed into the water. The others soon joined them.

"We have names, you know…" Merry muttered darkly.

Legolas watched from the hill, a small smile on his lips.

"That hill's very popular today." Remarked Elladan.

"Were you filled with lust? Naughty Elf." Chided Aragorn.

He froze, however, when he saw Starr's face suddenly contort with pain and disappear under the water. A cramp!

Elladan and Elrohir suddenly burst into cheers. "She's going to drown! Oh, happy day! Happy day!"

Arwen rolled her eyes heavenward and said, "She obviously didn't wait thirty minutes after eating."

He raced down the slope, yelling to Boromir. The man of Gondor unfortunately could not understand him.

"Drowning! In the lake! Whatta way to go—"

"Will you two shut up!"

Legolas swore loudly in Elvish and dove into the water, sending up nearly no splash.

The real Legolas, however, swore loudly in Dwarfish.

"I taught him that one, I did!" Gimli looked proud.

His excellent elf eyes (this was greeted by a round of "damn straights" from the Elves present) scanned the water desperately.

And lo! There she was, floating near the bottom, her hair swirling around her. Legolas swam over as fast as her could, and grabbed her in his strong arms. He was extremely afraid now, for her skin was a deathly pale and her lips were blue.

Elladan and Elrohir's faces fell. "There's still hope!" Merry said, looking uncertain. "That she may die, I mean!"

"I thought she was drowning, not getting hypothermia!" Eowyn wondered aloud.

Legolas surfaced, his perfect hair for once not so perfect, but wet and matted to his head. He still looked dead sexy.

He paddled frantically to the shore, and lay Starr gently on the sand.

"Ooo, a cliffie! Will Starr survive?" Pippin gasped mockingly.

"Almost definitely." Merry replied.

"If not, will she have a five-page long death scene?"

"You know it."

"Will it be full of tender, romantic moments with Legolas?"

"When is it not?"

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(Starts hyperventilating and passes out from excitement)

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