Hello and again sorry for the wait. I am happy that some have reviewed. I wish I had more but I understand why I haven't. I don't update soon enough. So I promise I will fix that. But I am running into PLOT problems. But rest assured I will figure it out.

Disclaimer: I own only my dear Gwen and... Legolas (sighs)... I mean...only Gwen..oops. But I can dream can't I?

On with the chapter.

Chapter 12

(Lothlorien)

Galadriel walked silently through the golden trees of her kingdom. Her pure white dress and golden locks billowing in the breeze behind her and her bare feet treading noiselessly across the forest floor. The sun filtered through the trees lighting the path ahead, leading her to the intended destination. Sighing she thought of her mirror. It had been calling her for weeks, but she had forced herself to avoid heeding to it. Today however, today was different. It had been stronger than normal and it was time she found out why it was calling her. She was slightly nervous about using it again, for she knew what could possibly be seen. She knew the evil that once again roamed this middle earth.

Lifting the silver pitcher she slowly filled the marble bowl before her. Placing the pitcher on where it had been originally set, she then placed her hands on the edges of the bowl's pedestal. Willing her mind to see into the mirror before her, the water began to stir.

It showed her the past, a past that she had always tried to forget, a past she had for years desperately tried to lock in the back of her mind. The day her daughter was taken. Gandalf had taken her away, but for reasons she could not blame him for. He had taken her with the intention of keeping her safe. Then the water changed again, this time showing a woman. A human woman. She was injured that much was clear, she was running into the distance over a plain. The water swirled again. This time showing this same woman racing a horse among the trees only to be brought down by crude black arrows. Then someone she noticed came onto the seen, Price Legolas. He started to carry her away. The water then focused more clearly on this nameless woman. Giving Galadriel time to study her. Her hair was a deep chestnut and her face was well defined. Her body was lean and trim. She looked to be as tall as an elf, as well as beautiful. It hit her then that it was the woman in which Gandalf had questioned. Galadriel had seen her once before in a dream but never saw her features as clearly as she did now. The dream had revealed that she was of importance therefore she had told the Mirkwood leaders not to question her until Gandalf had arrived.

Then the water zeroed in closer focusing on an object that hung from her throat. Galadriel studied it for a moment, before stumbling blindly backwards away form the pedestal falling ungracefully toward the ground only to be caught by a pair of strong arms. It wasn't possible it couldn't be, the woman was human. Choking back a sob she looked up into the face of her panicked husband.

"My love what happened!" he exclaimed lowering her to the forest floor.

Galadriel stared blankly at him for a moment, until a sob escaped her mouth. She uttered three words as Celeborn enveloped her into his arms.

"She's come home."

(Back to Gwen)

"We're close." Gandalf said as we made our way around a foul smelling pond. My feet were sinking slightly in the mud. I was damp and cold for it had rained through the night.

"I hope so" I muttered to myself as we came around. There was now a small clearing before us and I then knew we had arrived.

"The West gate of Moria!" Gimli exclaimed rushing ahead to lay his palm upon the stone. I sighed 'if only he knew'. The hobbits gasped at the sight. Gandalf carried on toward the wall and started muttering incoherently.

"Now lets see... Ithidin, It only mirrors light from the moon and stars." Gandalf finished.

He muttered something more and the clouds behind us parted slightly, revealing the moon. The doors finally appeared before us. There was a script above the door and Gandalf read it allowed. "The doors of Durin- Lord of Moria.. Speak 'Friend' and enter."

"What do you suppose that means?" Merry asked coming up next to me.

"I have no Idea"I lied looking down at the small hobbit.

"Ohh.. It is simple really if you are a friend and you speak the correct pass word, the doors will open." Gandalf said.

' Yeah ok,' I thought to myself trying to suppress a smile. Gandalf called out in a language. And as I thought nothing happened. Gandalf placed his staff on the door and stated again only to have nothing happen... yet again. He pushed upon it hoping for it to open. I couldn't help it and a giggle escaped my mouth. Legolas must have heard it and looked at me questioningly. I shrugged.

"This might take awhile." I muttered striding over and taking a seat on a rock. The others soon followed suit. Some time passed and still nothing had happened. I looked around at the members when I spotted Aragorn and Sam. They where unloading Bill the pack pony. It was time for him to go. I turned again to see Merry and Pippin tossing rocks into the murky water. I got up from my seat. As Merry went to toss another rock I grabbed his hand hoping to by us sometime.

"Do not disturb the water." I said looking him in the eyes. Both nodded and turned away from the water. I returned to my seat to see that Legolas was there. I smiled and headed over.

"What brings you over here." I said sitting again.

"I just came to see how you were fairing." He replied taking a seat also.

"I am as well as can be expected." I said closing my eyes and leaning into the rock behind me. I sighed "and you?" I asked finally.

"Just the same, though troubled about the turn our travel has taken." he said leaning back also. I nodded mutely. If only it was that simple. I reached over and placed my hand blindly upon his, as an act of comfort but something strange happened. My body jerked and I struggled to open my eyes but I could not. I tried to scream but nothing came out. My breathing became ragged. Suddenly I could hear everything around me. I could hear Gandalf scolding Pippin, the water sloshing against the shore, Aragorn pacing. Finally I heard Legolas voice calling my name. And the alarmed cries of the Hobbits and then Gandalf and the others as ,they took notice of my situation. I heard Gandalf utter something into my ear causing my eyes to open and my body to stop it's quivering. I tied to sit up only to be held down by Gandalf.

"Gwen look at me" he said gently. I looked at him with wide eyes. I was frightened.

"What happened?" I asked softly barely a whisper.

"I could ask you the same question" He said looking at me thoughtfully. I pushed my self back up against the rock, being allowed to move again.

"I don't know, I was resting when...when I suddenly couldn't move... My hearing suddenly intensified I could hear everything around me. It hurt, my body ...I had no control." I finished as a tear rolled down my cheek. I looked down only to see Legolas now had my hand within his own. I looked over to him and smiled. He nodded worry evident in his eyes. " but I am well now." I finished. Gandalf only nodded when a cry came from Frodo.

"Gandalf, Gandalf... I have it, What is the elvish word for friend?"

"Mellon, why..." He started as the doors of the gate came open. Now it was time to enter the hell whole. Moria now stood before us.

All of us got to our feet gathering the few things we had to carry and headed into the door way. We were hit with an awful stench. Everything reeked of death. I looked around the floor seeing now for the first time the real horror of war. Bodies laid mangled upon the floor. Bones crushed and scattered all over. Rats running about the floors scurrying a way from us.

"This is no mine it is a tomb!" Cried Boromir. " We should have never of come here." I knew what was coming next as I heard Frodo cry for help. We ran out of the mine and met the creature that guarded to door. It's tentacles whipped around aimlessly until it's head appeared above the water. It's slimy tentacles then became more accurate. Taking on each of us. I drew my sword and met it's tentacle slicing it clean off. I just kept going until I heard the beast shriek. I ran toward the entrance following everyone in. The beast tried to enter and the door came crumbling down behind us. The dust cleared.

"I everyone alright?" I called. Everyone answered getting to there feet.

"We have but one choice." Gandalf started fastening a stone to his staff illuminating the small area in which we stood. "We must face the long trek through Moria, let us hope that is goes unnoticed." He finished, knowing as well as I that would not be the case.

Sorry to end now but I will post again soon. I want all of Moria to be in one chapter. So please review. Those in Italics are in Elvish.