The sound of screeching tires filled the air as Legolas slammed on the breaks of his car, seconds before it would have been smashed by an oncoming truck. He numbly fingered with the controls on the console, trying to do anything to calm himself down. The radio blared to life, only making things worse.

From this moment life has begun. . . . .

He flew around a blind corner, his tires trying in vain to catch on the slick road.

From this moment you are the one . . . .

The side of the car scraped against the guard rail, the only thing that kept him from falling to the dark, watery abyss below the bridge.

Right beside you is where I belong . . . .

He was blinded by the headlights, and unable to stop in time.

And for your love I'd give my last breath, from this moment on. . . . .

The semi hurled his small car sideways, throwing it into a spinning motion.

You and I will never be apart . . . .

The force was to strong, and upon contacting the guard rail, Legolas felt himself rocketed forward as his car flew off.

My dreams came true because of you. . . .

The dark oblivion of nothingness reached out to him, a welcome reprieve.

From this moment as long as I live, I will love you. . . .

He fought to keep consciousness, but it felt like his mind was swimming in glue.

You're the reason I believe in love . . . . .

He felt reality slipping from his grasp, and blood trickling down his forehead.

There is nothing I wouldn't give . . . . .

He was barely able to feel the frigid water as it engulfed him.

From this moment on. . . . .

The old widow scowled as she opened the door to see what had so suddenly quieted the maniac dog. It was dark outside and she could hardly see anything. She whistled and called for him, but she got no response. Margaret grabbed a broom, just in case, before stepping out of the door. She gasped in fear when she turned the corner, instead of dog there was a boy, but not so. He was young with dark brown hair and wore silver robes that shimmered in the dark. Though it was not that which scared her, it was his eyes, they were unfathomable depths of silver which blended both the world of the living and that of the Valar beyond.

She gripped the broom tightly, as she faced him. With a powerful swing she tried to hit the stranger. Though he just ducked and dashed behind her, without a word. She screamed and ran for the phone, but when she saw him break down Rachael's door, Maggie raced after him, knowing that she had to be absolutely crazy to do what she was about to. Armed with a broom and grim determination, she followed him.

Maggie went into the bedroom and screamed, there was blood on the bed, it had soaked through the sheets. He had killed her. The dark stranger, looked at her with grief in his eyes.

"Go." he said, with such power that she felt herself backing away, before dropping her broom and going to get the phone and call the police.

Melannen smiled to herself, it was over. At last. She laughed aloud, Why did Legolas ever choose to leave? Though now, he was only a fading memory, pleasant, but fading all the same. Suddenly she felt herself ripped downward, an iron hand was pulling her back. The closer she felt herself to being alive, the weaker it became, but it was still too strong.

The pain returned, full force, and her vision slowly returned. She found herself laying on her back, in Maggie's spare bedroom. The cold grip, though, did not leave her. She looked down to see what it was. Elladan sat as if sleeping with his back to the bed, but his hand was gripping her wrist where she had cut it. Melannen sat up quickly, and his arm fell limp.

She wanted to scream, but no sound emitted. He was gone, he had given his life for her, and all she could do was sit there in stricken silence.

Author's note: Hello! I thought since most people liked the song thing last time, that i'd do it again. please review!