Disclaimer: I don't own Lord of the Rings but if I did…..drool……..Legolas…….hot elf…drool…..Elrond…..argh!!!! Elrond get out of my fantasy!!!!! All the new characters are my own creations with a few suggestions from my friend (Gilraen) thrown in.

Authors note: Hurrah, the last chapter for the FOTR part of this story. Hope you enjoy it. I gave this chapter two titles because I couldn't decide on which one to use.

Chapter 6

The breaking of the Fellowship.

The forming of something special.

Around midnight Galadriel waited by the Mirror, calling to Tigerlily. Tigerlily heard a voice calling her name.

"Aragorn?" she mumbled. She looked out of her tent. No one was there and the fire was out. She heard Gimli's snores from the tent next to hers. She carefully got out of her tent.

Tigerlily of Enedwaith

The voice called.

Come to me Tigerlily

Tigerlily wondered if it was one of the Hobbits playing a trick on her.

Tigerlily, hear my voice. Come and seek your destiny.

The voice sounded elven. Maybe it was Legolas. She gingerly pushed open his tent flap. Legolas was on his back, clearly asleep. She closed the flap.

Tigerlily, follow my voice.

She followed the voice. Her foot stood on a twig and it snapped. She heard Legolas wake up at the noise.

"Who's there?" he said. Tigerlily ran as fast as she could. Not fast enough; Legolas saw her leaving the camp. He started after her, but felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned. It was Aragorn. He shook his head.

"Leave her be," said Aragorn, "Lady Galadriel seeks a word with her."

Tigerlily followed the voice. It led her not far from camp. Lady Galadriel was stood there.

"I've been waiting, my child," said Galadriel. (A/n: Hey, Galadriel is 7500 years old. Everyone is a child to her.)

"Why?" asked Tigerlily.

"You need to look into my Mirror," said Galadriel, "Before you do something you later regret."

"What will I see?" asked Tigerlily. (A/n: Yes I'm using Frodo's lines but I had to!)

"The Mirror shows many things. Things that are, things that were and some things that have not yet come to pass," said Galadriel, "But I can promise you, it will affect your entire life." Tigerlily watched as Galadriel poured water into the mirror.

"Look and see your destiny," she said. Nervously, Tigerlily peered into the Mirror. The water was rippling but as the ripples settled, Tigerlily saw a wood: tall trees of green and small flowers. A child, a boy of about five, was running through them. He had blond hair and hazel eyes. He was laughing.

"You can't catch me, father," he called. Legolas stepped out from behind a tree and scooped the child up into his arms.

"Want a bet?" he said. The boy laughed and wound his arms around Legolas' neck.

"Legolas?" called a voice, "Where are you?" Tigerlily thought the voice was familiar.

"Mother!" cried the boy. Legolas set the boy on his feet. The boy ran towards a woman, standing in the shadow. She stepped out and hugged her son as best she could round her fat stomach. Tigerlily gasped when she saw the woman. It was her!! She was married to Legolas, they had a son and by the look of her they had another on the way! Tigerlily stepped back from the mirror and stared at Galadriel.

"Why did you show me that?" asked Tigerlily.

"You needed to know. Legolas doesn't care what happens to himself; he wants to be with you. I have seen your future. It is a happy one but only if you push aside your fears about love. I have also seen what happens if you don't," said Galadriel, "If you don't, terrible things will happen. Legolas will be lost and so will the freedom of Middle-Earth. If you push him aside, Frodo will ultimately fail. I am not forcing you to love Legolas; I am asking you to accept what is in your heart."

"Are you sure of this? If I were to abandon Legolas, Frodo would fail," said Tigerlily.

"Legolas would never be himself again. The free lands would fall without his help in their protection," said Galadriel, "Frodo would not get the help he needed from the outside whilst he was in Mordor." Tigerlily thought about it. She did feel an emotion she had never felt before when she thought of Legolas. It had to be love. Not the love for family or friends but the same love Aragorn and Arwen shared.

"I will not fail you, Lady Galadriel," said Tigerlily, "Nor Middle-Earth."

"Goodbye," said Galadriel as Tigerlily left, "May your future be bright."

Tigerlily felt sick with excitement when she reached camp. She stopped to catch her breath and noticed Frodo was looking out of his tent at her.

"What's made you so happy? You were crying earlier," he said.

"I have looked into the Mirror of Galadriel," she said, a smile on her face.

"What did you see?" asked Frodo, knowing it had to be something completely different to what he had seen.

"My future," she said, "My family, my son."

"Your son? You saw a child? Who is his father?" said Frodo.

"That's for me to know and you to find out," said Tigerlily. Neither of them noticed Legolas watching them. So she had seen her future. Was he in it? Was he the father of the child? She didn't say, but laughed as Frodo tried to get information out of her?

"At least tell me the first letter of his name so I can guess," said Frodo.

"No because if you guess right, you'll tell him," said Tigerlily, bringing her mouth in shock at what she had said.

"Aha! So it's someone I know? Haldir?" said Frodo.

"For such a small creature, you're very determined," said Tigerlily. Legolas smiled; he wasn't ruled out entirely.

"Good night Frodo Baggins," said Tigerlily. She ruffled his hair and went back into her tent. Frodo went back to his muttering to himself. Legolas looked at Tigerlily's tent. Through the crack between the flaps, he saw her pull off her tunic. He saw her shirt ride up and he got a tantalizing glimpse of her skin. It was the colour of golden sand. He looked away, begging his body not to do anything. She had rejected him, she didn't want him. He might as well get used to not even having a chance of touching her again.

The next morning, Legolas emerged from his tent as the others did. Everyone except Tigerlily was awake and getting their belongings together.

"Where's my pipe?" demanded Gimli.

"Aragorn," said Legolas, "What did Galadriel want with Tigerlily last night?"

"Not now, Legolas," said Aragorn, "We leave today."

"Where's my pipe?" said Gimli having received no reply first time.

"Tigerlily," said Aragorn to the door of Tigerlily's tent, "Come now, it's time to get up."

"No…more…sleep," said Tigerlily's sleepy voice.

"Get up now!" shouted Aragorn

"No…sleep!" said Tigerlily.

"Do you want me to send Pippin in there?" he said.

"I'm awake!" said Tigerlily, "Don't threaten me with such things, Aragorn!" Aragorn smirked as he heard Tigerlily get up. Tigerlily emerged a few minutes later, fully dressed.

"Where's my pipe?" shouted Gimli.

"You're sat next to it," said Tigerlily, wiping sleep from her eyes.

"Oh, so it is," said Gimli.

At the river, Celeborn and eight other elves were waiting for them. They gave the Fellowship elven cloaks which fastened with a Mallorn leaf.

"Never before have we clad strangers in the garb of our own people," said Celeborn, "May these cloaks help shield you from unfriendly eyes." Tigerlily took a sideways glance at Legolas who stood beside her. He was looking straight ahead.

A few hours later they were down at the river Anduin. There were three boats waiting. Legolas loaded the bundles nearby into the boats. Tigerlily was nearby. He took a slice of bread out of one.

"Lembas," he said to Merry and Pippin, "Elvish waybread. One small bite is enough to fill the stomach of a grown man." He moved away. Merry looked at Pippin.

"How many did you eat?" he asked.

"Four," said Pippin, he then let out a huge sound from his rear. A stench filled the air. Tigerlily got up and walked away. Boromir, Merry and Pippin got in one boat, Aragorn, Frodo and Sam in another and Legolas, Tigerlily and Gimli in the last. Tigerlily gently settled herself in front of Legolas. He wished there had been a fourth boat for her but there wasn't. He hated the way he felt as she used his shoulder to balance herself as she got in the boat. Her hair was dangling over one shoulder, leaving the other exposed. He longed to just bend down and kiss her neck but he couldn't. He'd frighten her and he dreaded to think what Aragorn would do. They were soon off down the river. Tigerlily hummed a tune to herself, knowing she was driving Legolas crazy. She knew exactly what she was doing. Tigerlily thought of what Galadriel had given them.

(FLASHBACK)

"My gift to you, Legolas, is a bow of the Galadhrim," said Galadriel, handing Legolas a bow, "Worthy of the skill of our woodland kin." She moved on to Tigerlily.

"What would you ask of me, Tigerlily of Enedwaith?" asked Galadriel.

"I ask nothing of you, my lady," said Tigerlily, "You have given me hope and that is all I could ask for."

"Be that as it may," said Galadriel, "I shall give you these." She handed two daggers to Tigerlily.

"Your father sent word with Gandalf of your birth," said Galadriel, "He requested that these be made for you. They were made for you and only you. They will not fail you."

"Thank you," said Tigerlily. Galadriel moved on to the Hobbits.

(END OF FLASHBACK)

"I've taken my worst wound at this parting," said Gimli, "having looked my last upon that which is fairest. Henceforth I will call nothing fair unless it be her gift to me."

"What was her gift?" asked Legolas

"I asked her for one hair from her golden head," said Gimli, "She gave me three."

They sailed down the river for a long time. Tigerlily was starting to drift off to sleep when she felt Legolas poke her in the back.

"Ouch," she said, opening her eyes. She turned and looked at Legolas. His eyes were dark brown again. He had poked her on purpose. Tigerlily muttered something under her breath in the native tongue of Enedwaith which Legolas didn't understand. She looked at the western shore and could have sworn she saw something. Legolas had heard something; he was looking at the same shore. Tigerlily's hand strayed to the elven daggers she had been given by Lady Galadriel.

"Are you alright, lass?" asked Gimli.

"Just feeling a little queasy," lied Tigerlily.

"Don't worry," said Gimli, "Happens to the best of us. Just look at Sam!" Tigerlily had to admit that Gimli was right; Sam did look a little worse for wear.

That night, they made camp on the shore. Tigerlily built up the fire. Legolas was sat on a rock, looking up at the stars. She looked up at him. What was she going to say to him?

"Tigerlily?" said Pippin, "Are you alright?"

"Yes, I'm fine," said Tigerlily. She stood up and moved away from the camp. She was out of their sight but she could still see Legolas. She fought back tears as she watched the moonlight illuminate his face. She choked. He turned and looked at her. She stayed where she was, looking up at him. He frowned and disappeared. Tigerlily felt tears fall down her cheek. This was all wrong. He didn't want her. She returned to camp the next morning, her eyes shot red from crying. She didn't look anyone in the face that day as they continued down the river.

When they stopped for a rest, Aragorn told them of their path.

"We cross the lake at nightfall," he said, "We hide the boat and continue on foot. We approach Mordor from the north."

"Oh, yes?" said Gimli, "It's just a simple matter of finding our way through Emyn Muil, an impossible labyrinth of razor sharp rocks. And after that it gets even better! Just festering, stinking marshes as far as the eye can see!"

"That is our road," said Aragorn, "I suggest you take some rest and recover your strength."

"Recover my!" said Gimli, shocked. Tigerlily giggled at Gimli's horror. Legolas looked worried.

"We should leave now," he whispered to Aragorn.

"No. Orcs patrol the eastern shore," said Aragorn, "We must wait for cover of darkness."

"It is not the eastern shore that worries me," he replied, "A shadow and a threat has been growing in my mind. Something draws near. I can feel it." He walked away from Aragorn. Tigerlily seized her chance.

"Legolas," she said. He looked at her coldly.

"I need to speak to you. It's important," she continued.

"Tell Aragorn. I don't want anything to do with you now you've crushed my heart into the dirt," hissed Legolas, so no one else heard. He turned away from her.

"Amin mela lle," she whispered. (A/n: she said 'I love you'). He faced her again.

"What did you say?" he said.

"Amin mela lle," she said. She turned and headed into the forest. Legolas knew a danger lurked in there and he didn't want Tigerlily hurt. He hurried after her but soon lost sight of her.

Tigerlily sat on a log and recovered her breath. She couldn't believe she had said that in front of Aragorn. Her hands were shaking from nerves. Would Legolas take it for she loved him as a friend or for its true meaning? She heard a twig snap behind her. She turned her head around. It was Legolas. His eyes were no longer the dark colour they had been since Lothlórien. They were their normal blue.

"Tigerlily, how did you mean what you just said?" he asked. Tigerlily looked at her feet, gathering her wits. She knew this would happen but still wasn't prepared.

"The…the same way you did in Lothlórien," she said. She kept her eyes on her feet. Legolas stepped over the log and bent down in front of her. He placed his hands on hers and felt her grip them.

"Tigerlily…" he started before standing up suddenly.

"What is it?" asked Tigerlily.

"Orcs," snarled Legolas. Tigerlily stood up. She couldn't see the orcs but she heard a snigger.

"Ahh," said a voice, "Look at the lovebirds!" Tigerlily felt her cheeks burn red. The creature stepped out. It wasn't an orc; it was a Uruk-Hai. Uruk-Hai stepped out of various hiding places until Legolas and Tigerlily were surrounded.

"Any ideas?" asked Tigerlily.

"Err. Fight?" suggested Legolas.

"Nice one," said the Uruk-Hai, "Just what we were thinking." The first one lunged at Legolas. He drew his bow, fitted an arrow and fired at the Uruk faster than Tigerlily could draw her sword. As the first one fell dead, the others lunged at them. Tigerlily swung her sword, easily killing two of them. Legolas fired his arrows at any that caught his sharp sight. A Uruk-Hai seized a valuable chance when Tigerlily's guard was down. She was why they were there. Saruman had sent them for the Ring-bearer and the Solar-blessed one. They knew that it was a woman they were looking for.

"Hey Elf-boy," spat the Uruk-Hai, one of its strong hands clasped around Tigerlily's neck, "You like her don't ya?" Legolas stopped.

"Make one more move and she dies," said the Uruk, "And as for you, I'm gonna cut what makes you a woman out of you." Fear crossed Tigerlily's face. That future she had seen was fading starting with her son.

"You wouldn't!" said Legolas in anger.

"Don't tell me what I will and won't do," said the Uruk before directing his voice back to Tigerlily, "The elf-queen isn't the only one who's seen that future of yours. I'm gonna make sure that kid don't ever come."

"Really?" said Tigerlily, new-found confidence in her hand, "Try doing that when you're dead." She stabbed the Uruk using her elven dagger. The Uruk released her throat as it fell dead. There were just three remaining Uruks. They took one look at Tigerlily and Legolas and ran. Tigerlily pulled out her other dagger and Legolas drew his knives. They threw them and got each Uruk in the back. All three fell dead. Legolas looked at Tigerlily. She was panting and looked like she was about to faint. He couldn't blame her but there was a question plaguing his mind.

"Tigerlily?" he said, "I heard you telling Frodo about what you saw in the Mirror of Galadriel. Your son, did you see who his father was?" Tigerlily looked at Legolas, a smile on her face.

"Yes," she said, "It was you. You were the father of my son." Legolas pulled her into her arms. He was going to have a family with Tigerlily. He felt her hand stroke the side of his face. He looked down at her. His head drew closer to hers and his lips touched hers. He couldn't believe how soft they were. They tasted sweet like honey. Her hands slipped up the side of his face and her fingers gently stroked the tips of his pointed ears (). He groaned against her mouth and then pulled away.

"Stop it," he said, "Or that son of ours will be conceived right here."

"Don't tempt me," said Tigerlily, pulling his face back to hers and kissing him again. His tongue gently licked her bottom lip, seeking entry to her mouth. Her mouth opened a little; she was nervous. But she soon relaxed when his tongue slid inside her mouth and explored. Legolas felt a strange sensation as his tongue rubbed against hers. He had never felt that with any other maiden. Tigerlily was special. She was the one for him. Legolas' hands slipped to the fastening of her tunic when a horn sounded in the distance. Tigerlily pulled away from Legolas.

'Damn it, Boromir. You have to ruin it,' thought Legolas.

"Boromir is in trouble. Come on," said Tigerlily. Legolas let her go. She grabbed her daggers from the backs of the dead Uruk-Hai and ran in the direction of the horn.

Legolas quickly gathered his arrows and knives and ran after Tigerlily. They found the source of the noise. Uruks were attacking Boromir and Aragorn. Legolas and Tigerlily dealt with the Uruks attacking them and Gimli. When the final one fell dead, they looked at Aragorn. He was bent over Boromir. Tigerlily realised that Boromir was dead. Two comrades in a little over a month. Tigerlily backed into Legolas who put his arms around her.

"Aragorn," said Gimli, "Where are the Hobbits?"

"Merry and Pippin have been taken by Uruk-Hai," said Aragorn, "I don't know about Frodo and Sam."

They returned to the beach camp to find a boat missing. They placed Boromir in a boat and sent him over the falls with his horn and his sword clutched to his chest. Legolas pushed the final boat out.

"Frodo and Sam have reached the eastern shore," he stopped, "You mean not to follow them."

"Frodo's fate is no longer in our hands," replied Aragorn.

"Then it has all been in vain," said Gimli, "The Fellowship has failed."

"No, we haven't failed," said Tigerlily, "Have we, Aragorn?"

"Not if we hold true to each other. We will not abandon Merry and Pippin to torment and death. Not while we have strength left. Leave all that can be spared," said Aragorn, "We travel light. Let's hunt some orc!"

"Yes!" cried Gimli. Aragorn and Gimli ran off. Legolas took Tigerlily's hand and kissed it.

"Amin mela lle," he said, "With all my heart." He pulled her along behind him as they followed Aragorn and Gimli.