Chapter 8 My tonsils aren't itchin

Gimli and Boromir began to quarrel whether a sword or an axe would be better in battle. Dawn just drifted off, when she saw something move behind a tree. She didn't doubt at all what she saw, and stopped abruptly, the quarreling men, stopped soon after, she ran to Gimli, unhooked his axe and ran towards the tree. It ran, it was swift and small it was goblin, a dwarf? She didn't know but it ran like a monkey, and kept hissing. She stopped it had climbed into a tree, she threw the axe, it landed in a tree, and she began to climb the tree after it, it jumped trees, okay so maybe it was a hairless jumping tree to tree monkey, she jumped down from the tree, ripped the axe out of the trunks and ran after it. What the hell, why was she suddenly so good at this? She stopped, and looked on tree tops, she tried to catch her breath, her tight grippened on the axe, she stood, then it came flying at her, it landed on top of her, biting her shoulder, she grabbed it and threw it against a tree, picked up the axe, it wasn't a monkey. She watched as it ran it started to climb another tree, she threw the axe, and it hit the thing, whatever it was, it let out a blood curdling scream, picked up its limping leg and continued to climb, higher and higher until the sun blinded her eyes.

Boromir ran after her, what had happened? She suddenly had ripped the axe off Gimli's back and ran into the woods. He saw her, yet she was able to quicken her speed, he lost her, he stood for a second, hearing Gimli huffing and puffing slowly behind him, then a scream.

"LADY DAWN!"

He ran towards her scream, it was then an axe was thrown it landed cutting something and Boromir felt blood land on his arm, he looked maybe a few yards away stood Lady Dawn arm over a bleeding shoulder, watching something disappear in the tree. He ran to her, she didn't seem to notice his approach, he grabbed her hand and removed it from her shoulder. She had been wounded, a deep wound, with velvety blood began to cover her dress. She suddenly looked at him,

"I'm bleeding," she said in a dreamy voice, "why is there no portal?" She looked around her

He looked at her in dismay, then came Gimli,

"W-w-w-ha--t hah-happened, lassie?" he huffed

He saw the blood, and Boromir, picked her up off her feet, as much as she protested and carried her to the closest path he could find. Screaming for help along the way. There was a sudden rumble as Boromir and Gimli came to a path, and 12 elves fell from the trees, arrows ready, two of the elves, were Haldir and Legolas. Their bows were quickly lowered, as both Legolas and Haldir rushed forward, each wanting to take Lady Dawn into their own arms. Boromir's arms tightened, and he only asked them to lead them directly to Lady Galadriel. Legolas, felt for the first time jealously, these men, his kin, were all fighting over this this thing. He stopped in his track's he had just done what many others had said to her, he had just directly thought she wasn't real, not even human. He watched as the group carried on, Dawn's delicate voice insisting she could walk. He ran to catch up.

Aragorn watched as a group of fourteen appeared, in the front stood Haldir, in the middle stood Boromir, to the left of him stood Gimli, and then he heard a annoyed voice

"Let me down, I can walk!"

"Dawn?" he whispered and left the guard he had been talking too, and came to a bleeding Dawn.

"Daughter!" he whispered in a worried voice, and took her into his arms, and looked at her wound before running away with her into the forest, directly to Galadriel.

He heard her complain, saying she could walk, but he only looked towards his destination. He set her down in front of Galadriel where she stood she got up immediately and he put her in her chair. Galadriel leaned close to Dawn's wound, grabbed a bottle of a purple liquid, and poured it on her wound, she whispered in a harsh voice, "Gollum."

Aragorn watched as both Dawn and Galadriel began a conversation. Like they had been long friends

"I could have walked, Galadriel." Dawn snapped annoyed

"Yes I know you could of, he bit you, why?" Galadriel replied in a quick voice

"I don't know, I was following him and I chased him, I hit his leg with an axe, he was hissing at me. He started it." She said resolutely as if that was the answer to all their questions

"It was the creature Gollum, he was master of the ring before Frodo and Bilbo, remember the ring always calls to him just as your power will."

"Yes, I know but I bleed why is there portal, no dimensions spilling into one another? Why didn't it happen this time?"

"The key, is here for a reason, my dear Dawn."

With that she ripped her own dress and began to tie Dawn's shoulder

After eyeing her once elegant elfish dress, she looked at it, it was torn, and had blood stain, in the most exasperated voice did Dawn say

"My dress!"

Which made Galadriel laugh, and Aragorn could not help but smirk.

Not long after this did the rest of the company arrive, all worried, but to their surprise they found Dawn walking arm in arm with Aragorn, she laughed at them as they approached,

"My dear hero's, I'm quite fine." she smiled reassuringly

Some of the elves stopped and smirked and followed her and began to strike up a conversation only two did not go, Legolas and Orophien.

Legolas felt as if he had betrayed her, she was not a thing, she was a human, why had he called her that? He wanted more than nothing to be like those other elves, and watch the young girl's radiant smile, and heavenly laugh. But now he couldn't stand to be in her presence. So he went off back to his tree.

Dawn learned quickly that elves well they are just big pervs. She watched as Aragorn would give them stern looks, shake his head, until one of the other guards called his name, he reluctantly left. Dawn was left with the elves. Some who didn't seem to speak English. Haldir often translated for her, and she would say something back to Haldir which Haldir reportedly said in Elvish which made the Elf face go red as a turnip. She laughed and soon by the end of the day she was speaking a little of Elvish herself. She constantly saw that Gimli would begin a argument with one of the Elves. She would just bat her eyes, and smile, getting all the fighting to stop. Boromir often became the subject of attention as he walked with Dawn's arm linked into his own. Not so much at the subject of attention but of jealously. They were walking past a tree, when she saw spotted her hobbits, clean and nicely dressed, she ran to them. They all hurriedly ran to her. By the time it was lunch she had a great company of friends, a lot of hot elfs, hobbits, a dwarf, and one guy. Hey she liked these odds. They came up to where they had dine last night, she had them in a fit of laughter, when she had told another elf that had just joined them, when he said,

"I like this girl, do you see her curves, and the dress is almost see through."

"I'm glad you like to look." She said stopping momentarily and looking at his stupefied face.

He had turned red, and was laughing. As they approached the doors swung open, and they stepped into the great dining place, and at last they dispersed, Boromir again offered his arm, and she readily took it, as Gimli was listening to the hobbits quarrel over how much food they got here compared to when they are walking.

Legolas had watched them enter, she had drawn a big group of admirers, and watched as she took Boromir's arm, and he glanced down at the empty seat besides him. Boromir reluctantly seated her there, and then left too find the next open seat, hopefully close to her. She glanced at Legolas,

"Are you okay?"

"Lady Dawn what makes you think I'm troubled?" Legolas scoffed looking down at the food on the table.

She stopped for a second as if debating whether or not to say it, and then looked at him resolutely and said,

"Your eyes."

He looked at her and then turned away, she watched him eagerly as if she was playing a game. She had a beautiful smile. This was the first time he had ever seen her smile at him, only at him. He looked at her, so she put one of her soft hands, on top of his.

"My prince, you worry me."

She said mischievously, she knew he was a prince, one of those fools most have told her. He smiled at her, and she contently smiled back. Her hand lay on top of his, without thinking he laced his fingers inside hers, and put their hands under the table. She smiled, and her eyes darkened, and they just looked at one another.

In all of his life, he had never had one of these thoughts of having a woman. But she, she was, he wanted her. In his arms, to sleep with and wake up with, to hold, to kiss, to be his. There was nothing else he could do, but wait for her. She remained his after dinner in a deep conversation. They stood he walked with her out the door, his hands behind his back, she was waving her hands when she talked, as if they helped him understand it better. She lead him down paths, and though some of his kin, made a move to follow her, they quickly realized she only wanted to talk to him. He told her all and anything that he had ever thought or experienced. Then she spoke

"I well, my sister and I well we never really got along since I was a kid even though that's not how she remembers it, to her we always got along since we were little kids, well I never really was one, technically I'm only 3 years old, in the body of a 17 year old. But ever since Glory, she treated me like I was incompetent, of taking care of myself. When she jumped to save me she told me to live for her, I tried, and then when she was brought back, she was distant from me, making promises to change but never actually doing it. She went to everyone else but me for problems…for comfort. To Spike who has beaten her, she went to him for love. They were the greatest of enemies, and yet she confined to him. Spike was like a brother to me but still, it was only because of Buffy. She never really trusted me to do anything, she tried to send me away, against the battle of the first. I was never good enough. I think sometimes a vampire she slayed, well she always talks when she slays, yeah but I think she trusted them more than she did me. I just felt like I wasn't suppose to be there, everything was wrong. But here I feel like its right. Ya know what I mean?"

Legolas detected the bitterness and the anger at herself and also at her sister, and at her other world. He took her hand and in his they walked, she seemed to trust him, and he was now holding her hand. She smiled, she was beautiful in the moonlight. They reached a split path one leading back to where they slept and the other deeper into the woods. She looked at him, and he looked at her. She smiled and walked right to path, and led him down it, farther and farther away from all her suitors, from everyone. She came to a spot where you could see the moon, and she sat down on the ground, and told he stories of the stars, she became enchanted, he could see the sadness and the anger in her face when he told a certain part of a story. He finally stopped and she had laid her head against his chest, and he had wrapped his arm around her. He took her chin and with his hand and slightly arched it up, and felt those warm luscious lips attach to his, he was reluctant to let go of her, but she breathed in deeply, and she turned her body to face him, her body on top of his, and she came in, her warm lips touching his, he slid his hand around her waist, her hand went to his shoulder, as he pulled away this time.

"Lady Dawn, I apologize, I did not mean to do this to you."

He stood up and offered her his hand, she rejected it and she stood up as well, and she began to inch closer.

"Legolas, I'm sure I wouldn't rather be doing anything else right now."

He wrapped his hands around her waist, and she pulled him into a slow seductive kiss.

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Again realize Dawn has only thought of him as one hot ass elf, keep that in mind. Sorry my updates aren't as frequent, but due to lack of people at my job, I've been pulling doubles. When I say doubles these shifts last from 9 in the morning to 1 at night, I've done three consecutives doubles this week, 48 hours in three days. The price you pay for working at a movie theatre. Plus I'm like the all purpose employee there, I sell tickets, work in concession, lead the ushers, and can work projection, count the money at the end of the night, and train all the new employees, I'm going to become a supervisor this weekend, the youngest supervisor they've ever had there. Anywho I love and adore reviews, the more I get the more I want to keep posting my story, if I don't get that many, I'll procrastinate until I see many people to hound me to update. Okay please R&R!