Disclaimer - As much as I want to, I don't own Legolas, Aragorn or anyone else from Lord of the Rings. (Wah!) Nanaylia's mine as is any other original character.

Summary - Something's happening to Legolas and Aragorn is noticing the changes. Can he and Gimli find out what it is and stop it before something serious happens?

Author's Note - I'm finally back! No, I didn't disappear off the face of the planet. (Some of you might have thought that. I don't know.) The story's going to be more towards the movie than the books. Again, sorry, to all book fans.This immediately follows 'Dangerous Instincts'. Not crucial to read that before this but there are a couple of things from that story that do show up in here.

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Sisterly Love

Galadriel walked up to Nanaylia, who was in the room she stayed in while she was in Lothlorien. She found the younger elf staring out the window.

"I know your heart is filled with worry over your brother but you cannot possibly help him in this quest to protect Frodo. I know you all too well dear child. If I allowed you to go home by yourself, you would instead go after your brother to make sure he was alright," Galadriel told her. "The gargoyle who was following you may have injured your brother in more ways than one, but he has proven that he is a survivor. Just like yourself."

"I know. You are right. I believe that being away from him for so long has made me worry more about his well-being. We lost out on centuries of being together and being happy," Nanaylia whispered.

Galadriel sighed and nodded in agreement. She smiled as she looked over the younger elf and she sighed. Nanaylia saw this and the look on her face turned into one of worry.

"I could not look into your mind earlier. I could not see what you were hiding from the others," she replied as she gave a sad smile. "I know now what you were hiding from the Fellowship."

Nanaylia turned to look at the older elf, a bit confused before realizing what Galadriel was talking about and looked down at her stomach. She placed a hand on it before stepping away from Galadriel and turning away towards the window.

"'Tis nothing," came the reply.

"I am sorry but it is something Nanaylia. You are with child. Probably one of the last elven children to be born in Middle-Earth before all the elves leave these shores. Now tell me, who is the father of this child?" Galadriel told her.

Nanaylia gulped before sitting down in a nearby chair. It appeared to the Lady of Lothlorien that the child of Mirkwood was reluctant in telling her. Galadriel soon sat down next to her.

"What is it?" Galadriel wondered before deciding to seek the subject further.

What she found, greatly surprised her. Nanaylia looked at Galadriel with sad eyes as she watched the elf sitting next to her stand up.

"Elladan is the father?" Galadriel asked. "Does Legolas know of this child?"

Nanaylia nodded, glancing away from the older elf.

"Yes, Elladan is the father and yes, Legolas does know. So does my father and Elladan's family in Rivendell," Nanaylia replied.

Galadriel was surprised by this information. She turned her head away from the younger elf. Galadriel sighed as took the younger elf into an embrace.

"Be careful dear Nanaylia for I fear that something or someone is after you," Galadriel whispered into her ear.

Nanaylia slightly nodded, knowing who it probably was.

"Alright, I will keep an careful watch for anything suspicious," Nanaylia told her.

It was then that a knock came to the door along with a voice, saying that Thranduil had arrived. Nanaylia opened the door to reveal her father.

"Nanaylia!" he cried as he hurried towards her.

He took her into an embrace and his worry began to disappear. He soon grasped his daughter's shoulders and stared at her.

"Why did you go after your brother like that?" Thranduil demanded to know.

"Someone was following them Father. Shentree to be exact. She meant to kill him - and me. The reason is because the two of us escaped from the Dark Forest all those years ago," she explained. "She was heading after him first. Probably because of the company he was with. Probably thought that she had a chance to kill him than me since I was still in Rivendell."

Thranduil coudn't believe what his daughter told him. It was then that Thranduil felt a bad feeling wash over him. He felt it once before, soon before his daughter disappeared and was believed to be dead.

"That feeling again. I do not like this at all," Thranduil whispered to himself as he backed away from Nanaylia and Galadriel. "Why has it come back? Why now?"

"What is wrong Father?" wondered Nanaylia.

"Legolas is in trouble. I can sense it. Something is wrong with him," he replied. "I have felt this feeling before and I believed that I lost one of my children."

"I can sense it as well. I have sensed it ever since he stepped into Lothlorien's woods. I did not have a chance to talk to him about it. We concentrated more on Nanaylia because her predicament was more obvious," agreed Galadriel. "Someone must go and help him. I fear that whatever this is, it will claim his life unless it is stopped."

"Father, let me go, please!" pleaded Nanaylia. "I can catch up with them!"

Thranduil looked at his daughter and smiled.

"You should go and help your brother but my question is going to be how and when?" Thranduil told her. "You have no idea where they are and you do not know when something is going to happen."

"I must help him!" she said as she sat down in a chair.

"I know you must though I am worried about you. In your delicate condition, I am worried that you might lose this child if you push yourself too hard," Thranduil told her as he took her into an embrace. "I fear that is why you were hurting so while as a gargoyle. Why did you not return to elf form?"

Nanayli broke from the embrace and stepped away from her father. She placed a hand on the top of her head, her fingers through her hair.

"I did not become elf because I did not want the rest of the Fellowship to know who I am and I realize that I am in delicate condition but..." she started as she turned her stare away from him.

She stopped what she was saying, dropping her arm. It appeared that she was remembering something she had long forgotten. Thranduil stared at her with a worried look on his face. He stepped up to her and placed a hand on her chin, turning her head back towards him.

"What is the matter Nanaylia?" he asked with caution written in his voice.

"That is what's wrong with him. Something had been telling me in the back of my mind that I had seen his actions before. That I had felt his emotions before. Now I know what I forgot," she said, the words barely getting past her lips. "May the Valar help him until someone manages to stop it."

Thranduil and Galadriel were both surprised by this as they looked at each other.

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Legolas, Aragorn and Gimli were running across the land, heading in the direction of the Uruk-hai, who were holding Merry and Pippin captive. Gimli looked over at Legolas to see the elf did not appear quite himself.

'What is wrong with Legolas? I've never seen him like this, even though I've only known him a short time. He almost seems distant,' Gimli thought to himself as he continued to watch the elf.

Aragorn also noticed this change and was very worried himself. He had known the elf for many years and he'd never seen the elf quite like this.

'Ever since the Mines, he hasn't been quite himself. What caused it?' he thought to himself. 'But it seems that since we left Lothlorien, he appears to be better. Maybe I shouldn't worry about it just yet. Maybe it was something about his sister following us. I don't know.'

The three of them soon stopped for a short rest before continuing on. Legolas leaned against a nearby tree and looked over his bow. He looked over at Gimli and Aragorn, giving a sigh as he did so. He was worried about something in the back of his mind.

But he couldn't place exactly what it was. And that's what worried him.

Legolas hoped it didn't have anything to do with the recent incident with Shentree but he wasn't going to dismiss it anytime soon.

Aragorn looked over at the elf and wondered what the elf was thinking. He wanted to ask but he knew Legolas probably wouldn't tell him.

Aragorn turned his attention back to what he was doing before as Legolas turned his attention to the man and dwarf. He soon began to feel some pain in his arm. He turned away from the two as not to let them see his pain. Legolas moved the sleeve in order to look at his arm, expecting to seean injury that was not healedand the look one his face turned from one of pain to that of surprise.

He was seeing the skin on his arm changing before his very eyes.

"What is going on here?" he quietly asked himself. "What is happening to me?"

TBC...