A/N: Soo... thanks for all the reviews and all that. I'm trying to finish this story, but in Sue fashion, it does need to drag on for longer than expected. Nobody is obligated to read!

Disclaimer: I, obviously, do not own these poor characters that I am torturing. Thank God that Tolkien is in heaven, enjoying eternal rest and beauty, and not on earth, or else I would fear that someday he would discover this and... kill me. Well, not KILL, as I don't think he would KILL anyone. But...never mind.

Chapter 16

Rebecca could not believe it. She couldn't believe it! She was on her bed, sobbing. She had run home right after school, flung herself across her bed, and started crying. She'd tried to talk to him, and he'd ignored her! Rebecca Maria had asked him about the note, and he had told her to leave him alone!

And then, a horrible thought came to her mind: Her story. What had she done to her story! She couldn't remember what she had written!Hurriedly she logged onto her computer and scrolled through the files, locating the most recent one. She read it with horror.

No! How could she have done that? No! She had to fix it... somehow... she had to fix it. If Jeff didn't care, so be it! She would still write the greatest story ever!

She went on to look at reviews, and they were all met with more tears and little whimpers.

LeggysTruLuvv: Tat chappi suked! weares the romense? leggy furgits? no way!

LegolasLuvver34: Dude! dum! leggis gon? bing him bck! kthx!

And so many more! She had disappointed her readers! How could she do that?

Rebecca Maria Elizabeth Carissa Lauren Jennifer hurried to start typing the next chapter, eager to remedy her mistake. It didn't even occur to her to simply take the chapter down and re-write it.

Chapter 15

It was a head injury. When the Orks had captured him, they had knocked his perfect head against a shield, by accident when they were running, and it had caused a minor concussion that was gone within the day.

He was journeying to find his way back to Faith, not sure where he was or where she was, either. But he would find her. He was certain of it. He would find his wife.

Within a day's time he had made it back to their final camp. With his wonderful skills at tracking, he followed the obvious footsteps of Faith, not even noticing those accompanying her, clearly the tracks of men and Hobbits, with a Dwarf and a Wizard besides.

He saw the camp in the distance and immediately spotted Faith, still failing to see the Fellowship. He started running towards her, shouting her name, his heart filled with relief and love until it was almost bursting.

Faith imagined she heard her name and looked up. She saw what she thought was Legolas, but immediately the tears came. She was just imagining it! Legolas was dead and gone forever, she felt sure of it.

It was not until Legolas had run the entire distance and swept her up in his arms that she realized he was real. They kissed and embraced.

The Fellowship greeted him with obvious relief, but he was so distracted by Faith that he took no notice of them until nearly half an hour later, when he and Faith had finally tired of kissing.

"Why, hello my friends! Where did you come from?" He asked with surprise.

The Fellowship groaned and told him what had happened.

Legolas and Faith then had a whispered conversation. "Now that we are all together again, my love, you should return the Ring to Froto. One so beautiful should not bear such a heavy burden."

"I know, my love." She agreed. "But I would've. At first it was for Froto, but then I thought you were dead, and I determined to do it... for you." They both started crying and kissing, and Faith threw the Ring in the general direction of Froto, who scrambled to get it, relieved. He had feared their Quest was doomed, and had felt like such a failure.

Rebecca leaned back with a contented sigh. There! She had fixed it and her story was wonderful again. She was disgusted with herself for jumping off a building and doing such an awful thing to her story just because of Jeff. But the situation with Jeff still puzzled her. She didn't doubt that he had written the note... it was his handwriting, she was sure. But what had made him do it? Did he really like Lord of the Pings?

Rebecca started thinking about Lindsey again. Of course! Lindsey had bribed Jeff to write that horrible note! It was the only thing that made sense! And... she had probably gotten Jeff to break up with Rebecca too!

Rebecca was angry. Incredibly angry. Her story was wonderful, stupendous, magnificent... why on earth did Lindsey want to destroy it? Rebecca was so confused and angry. And her relationship with Jeff... why did Lindsey want her to be so unhappy?

But it couldn't be anybody else! Lindsey wanted to destroy her life! Lindsey hated her and Rebecca knew it. So she was the logical person to accuse. After all, it was she who had screamed at Rebecca for writing the story, it was she who had gone on and tried to destroy it, and it was she who hated Rebecca and loved the Lord of the Pings more than anything.

She was in such a horrible emotional state that she could barely write any more. She typed up a few quick kissing scenes, saved the chapter, posted it, and ran for her box of tissues. The girl cried, partially because she had just posted a really, really short chapter, and she shouldn't be doing that, wonderful author as she was.

She hated her cousin. She hated her. Lindsey was such a freak. Wearing those Lord of the Rings shirt, and Converse tennis shoes. Those shoes were so five years ago, but Lindsey had no idea. And her hair! But it wasn't only her look that offended Rebecca Maria-it was her personality. She was just a plain, nasty person.

But Rebecca would show her! She would finish her story, and then! A sequel! Of course!

A small grin came to her face at the idea. It was such a splendid idea. And it would work. Eventually, maybe Rebecca could teach Lindsey her tricks of the trade, get her to dress better, and buy her some Orlando Bloom posters.

As Rebecca schemed, Lindsey also schemed. She had to figure something out. Obviously, since her cousin's story had done two 180s in a row, the note that she had gotten Jeff to write hadn't worked. And she had gone to so much trouble about that, too. She was lucky, she supposed, that Jeff actually was a Lord of the Rings fan, and he had broken up with Rebecca of his own volition. For that, Lindsey had praised him heartily.

So deleting the story and files didn't work. Note from the boyfriend didn't work.

The only logical choice was brainwashing, but there wasn't a chance in heaven that Lindsey could ever afford that. And it would be illegal to do without Rebecca's permission. Maybe an 'accident'...

No, no. Lindsey knew she couldn't actually harm somebody. That would stick with her the rest of her life, and the guilt would get to her, just like in Poe's The Tell-Tale Heart. No, that wouldn't work.

But she had to figure something out, and she had to figure it out fast. They were leaving for home in a few days, her father had said. She simply had to figure out a plan! She still had a partial plan left over from the Jeff plot-something that maybe could work in this next one. She just had to figure out how.

A/N: I've officially lost it. I have NO IDEA where I am going with this story, I swear. I used to know, I think. But now I have no ideas. Soooo... if any of you lovely reviewers has an idea for Lindsey's plan, it would be appreciated. No violence, though. I need a plan! I've GOT to figure out how to end this story...