Disclaimer: The Lord of the Rings is property of Tolkien and there are many references throughout to Robert Jordan's Wheel of Time series. I only own what you do not recognize. The character Chinky is not meant to cause offence and is named after a real horse whose name has been shortened from a Fiat Cinquecento (Chinky – Chento).

Authors Note: Hi there, I'm back, a couple of kilograms heavier from Christmas and ready to write again. Note to self Pringles and chocolate is not part of a healthy diet (still nice though). Anyway I'm back at uni now and as I said ready to write. Thanks to all my reviewers, you are all stars. Technically this is where I planned for the story to end, well with this amount of chapters anyway, but its no where near finished, expect at least another 6 chapters. Anyway I'm writing chapter 38 at the moment and as soon as its done chapter 36 will be posted. Happy reading!

Chapter 35: Moridin's unfortunate link

The sun was setting over Dunharrow as Amy sat on the outcrop swinging her legs idly. She was looking at the cavalry below her; three thousand spears already milled around below her, with double that number still to come. Yet she could not help but feel that it would not be enough. This was a war of all the races; it was not just humans that deserved to fight. Yet she knew that the armies of the elves and dwarves had their own problems as war marched on their own lands as well. Still there was one dwarf willing to fight and a few of the Lothlorien elves that still drew breath. The Ents had done their part, she could ask no more of them, and the hobbits would see war before the year was out, she was sure of it, that and if she could remember the Lord of the Rings, from long ago. Accept in that book, she did not exist, and she wondered how her being here changed the way in which the war was going to be won. She knew for a start that the Lothlorien elves should not be here, they should be protecting their own borders. Shaking her head she removed herself from these thoughts, this was her land now, not in a book, not all ready set out, she would make it what she wanted.

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Elrond sat in his tent and looked at the man in front of him. Aragorn was ready to accept his fate, and do what he was meant to do. Elrond could guide him no further, from here on it was by his own will alone. They would set out tomorrow yet the king of men would not ride to Gondor, he would go by another road. The Dwimorberg would be his path into Gondor, he alone could raise the armies of the dead and lead them to war, but only if he finally accepted who he was and who he was to become. Elrond prayed it would be so, for without the armies of the dead the port of Pelargir would be lost to the Corsairs of Umbar for good.

"I will take me leave now Ada, do you wish to speak with Amy?" Aragorn said seeing the pensive expression on his foster fathers face.

"Yes Estel, thank you."

Aragorn nodded before slowly turning around and walking out pulling the tent flap shut behind him. He quickly found Amy standing with Moridin, doing some stretching exercises with the horse.

"If you don't give him that carrot quickly he'll bite you." Aragorn said leaning against the fence post. Amy was standing at Moridin's side holding a carrot between his front legs making him stretch to get it. Looking up to say something back to Aragorn she felt a sharp tug, and the turning back round she saw Moridin with the carrot hanging out his mouth.

"See good man that Aragorn, he would not withhold my food." Moridin said between crunches.

"Oh be quiet otherwise I'll take it off you." Amy said once again turning round to face Aragorn.

"I'd like to see you try." Moridin said before skipping neatly out the way of a blast of Water from Amy.

Aragorn by this point was laughing out loud and holding onto the fence post for support. "Amy you have to say that the horse has guts!"

"Too cocky sometimes if you ask me." Amy said stroking the dark head that had just appeared by her head, she grimaced as orange carrot drool just missed her shoulder. Moving forward she embraced Aragon tightly. Breathing in his sent of wood smoke and dirt she smiled. "I will tell Legolas tonight about what happened. I cannot hold it from him any longer."

Aragorn sighed as he placed his arms around Amy's slight body. "I know Little Warrior, I know. It should not have happened yet we cannot change the past. Anyway Ada would like to speak to you."

Amy nodded before pulling away from Aragorn and kissing his cheek lightly. "It will be ok, it has to be ok." She said as she ran off lightly.

Aragorn watched her small form slip into Elrond's tent and frowned, at times like that she appeared no older than the moment they first met, yet she had grown so much. Shaking his head he now patted the black head that had appeared over his shoulder.

"What happened should not have, yet that was no fault of yours or hers. All will be ok though, I fear I will not get a very good night sleep however." Moridin said.

Aragorn looked round at the horse in confusion before remembering Amy had said that they shared a bond of more than friendship. He reddened at what the horse thought she was going to be doing that night.

"By the way, my ears itch can you scratch them for me?" Moridin asked.

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"You called for me Ada?" Amy said pushing aside the tent flap.

"Yes Amy. We need to speak about your part in this war."

"We will fight at the gates of Gondor and crush the enemy. It will be so Ada. It has to be so!" Amy said defiantly.

"Amy, it has to be nothing. We cannot win this war with man power alone. The other races need to be involved, you know this. The elves and the dwarves must battle together." Elrond said.

"The elves will never fight with the dwarves; their hatred goes back too far. No bonds of fellowship exist between the two races, bar Legolas and Gimli." Amy said.

"Then use those two against them. Tell the dwarves that Gimli is going to war; tell the elves that their prince is in danger. We need those two races daughter!" Elrond said standing up.

"They won't listen to me Ada, send one of the Lorien elves, Haldir, he will be believed, I am but an elfling in their eyes, they won't listen to me." Amy said.

"Amy!" Elrond said starting to get angry with the girl in front of him. "You are whining! No child of mine whines!"

"Sorry Ada." She said looking to the ground and chewing her bottom lip. Did he not understand? The other races would not listen to her, despite her name and title they would not fight together. Never.

"Amy how old are you?"

This question surprised her, for the twins had mentioned it not long before. "I am over five and thirty winters Ada, why do you ask?" The look on his face made her think again.

"Think Amy, what did Galadriel tell you in my rooms at Imladris? Tell me, when did she say you were born."

Understanding finally dawned on Amy's tanned face. Followed quickly by regret. "She said I was born at the end of the first age of Men; in Beleriand. Born to an elf maiden who shortly died, and to a father that killed himself to save the world. I am old Ada!"

"Yes my daughter, you are, even by the reckonings of some of the elves. You are cursed to live in a mortal child's body. Never will you age past your teen years in looks, but in mind and in your soul you are old, and you hold the wisdom of the elders. Haldir told you what you father was, you have the knowledge of his race as well, and that knowledge is unlimited. You are powerful, not only in the ways you can manipulate the elements, but you are powerful within your self. It is up to you whether you ride to Gondor tomorrow or whether you ride thought the Paths of the Dead with Aragorn. Just remember you set your own path, do what you feel you must do." Elrond said.

Amy's shoulders slumped, as the weight of what she must do finally settled on them. "How am I to do it Ada? What should I do? You say I am old beyond my years yet I do not feel it."

"Put aside the child, become who you were born to be!" Elrond said in elvish, before pulling aside his cloak to reveal a mithril circlet.

Taking it from his hands she looked at it, before putting it on. As soon as it was on she felt her power surge through her. Gasping she felt the dragons that were now twisted around her head. They seemed as alive as the ones on her blade.

"Your fathers circlet, it was given into Galadriel's care before he died, I do not know what spell is in it, yet it was said to enhance his power, and to make people listen to him. He was the lord of all the races, second only to the gods. You are his only living heir, this title is now yours. Do not take off this circlet, for it makes you who you are. Go now you know what you must do."

Amy smiled up at the only person she knew as a father. "I know where I must travel Ada, and I know the journey will be long, but I will make it. The elves and dwarves are going to war!"

Elrond smiled at the sudden change in the girl; yes everything was going to be ok. "Be careful my little girl, I do not want any harm to come to you. We need to win this war for both yours and Arwen's sakes."

Stretching up she placed her arms around his neck and hugged him. "Do not worry about me Ada, I will be safe. I have Moridin on my side. The dragon Raken will not let any harm come to me either Ada. I worry about you. Do not let Imladris fall, I wish to travel back at some point!"

"Go now Amy, you leave early in the morning." He said as he watched the girl move silently out of the tent. "Be safe my little one, be safe."

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Amy stood outside Legolas' tent. Butterflies moved around in her stomach yet on the surface she showed none of this. Become who you were born to be, yes quite happily I will rule the world, yet I don't want to hurt him! She said to herself. Her musings were cut short when Legolas appeared behind her.

"Are we going in or are we staying out here all night?" He said as he picked her up and carried her inside. Once inside he shut the tent flaps and put her on her feet.

Amy was silent throughout this, she knew she had to tell him, yet she really did not want to.

Realising something was wrong Legolas stepped up to her and brushed her jet hair behind her ears. Noticing the circlet upon her head he ran his fingers along it. "You are now lord of the people aren't you? Well technically Lady of the people."

Amy reached up and took his hand off her head. "Legolas there's something I must tell you. I cannot leave for war without you knowing." She hung her head in shame.

"What is it Little Warrior?"

Tears fell from her eyes as she looked up at the blonde elf in front of her. "Aragorn and I." She stopped and looked at the ground again. Deciding to get it out quickly she said it in one go. "Aragorn and I, we kissed. When I found him after the Warg battle he was ill. We kissed, I don't know why it happened, I didn't want it to happen. I'm so annoyed with myself. He's my brother! I don't know why I did it. Chinky said it was neither of our faults. Oh Legolas I'm so sorry. Please forgive me, I'll do anything. I didn't mean for it to happen. Afterwards we realised how much it shouldn't have happened, he loves Arwen and I love you. Please forgive me."

She said while stammering and so Legolas only got half the point. Yet he knew what had happened and shock passed over his face. He raised her chin slowly as tears formed in his eyes. "Tell me it didn't mean anything." He said harsher than he wished.

Looking straight back at him she said, "It meant nothing. Nothing has happened since, the thought makes me cringe. I wish I could turn back time, he feels the same way. Please forgive me."

Legolas looked deep into her eyes and saw the hurt that was there, slowly he let go of her chin and let his arm fall to his side. "I wanted you for my own, now I realise that there will always be other people who want you. I have been jealous; you are a free person, go with who you want." He said looking down as a tear slowly started fall from his crystal eyes.

"No, it is only you I want. Only you. Only you." Amy said putting her arms around his chest. "If you'll forgive me."

Legolas smiled and kissed her head. "I forgive you, and if what you say is true, Aragorn as well. I love you."

Smiling and wiping her tears on her sleeve she reached up and kissed him. Smiling as she felt him deepen the kiss she started running her hands up and down his back, relishing in the feel of his strong muscles.

Legolas closed his eyes as he felt her move her hands over his back, slowly he reached a hand up and started playing with the tip of her ear, knowing how much she liked it. His other hand slowly settled on her slim waist. He almost groaned in annoyance when she moved her hands from his back, but he did groan when he felt her slowly undo the ties on the front of his shirt.

Amy was not sure what had taken over her; she just knew that she wanted to be as close to him as was physically possible. After undoing all the ties on his shirt she slowly moved it off his shoulders, all the while not breaking their kiss. She placed her hands lightly on his chest before she felt him undo her own ties.

Breaking the kiss Legolas rested his chin on her head slightly breathless. "Are you sure?" He asked, almost not wanting to here the answer.

She responded by kissing his bare chest and dropping her hands to his waistline to undo the clasp on his breeches. Raising her head she slowly moved closer to him and pushed his breeches off his hips and let them fall to the floor. She moaned as she felt every bit of him press against her.

Legolas grinned down at her before carefully removing her own breeches. Standing before each other naked for the first time they both smiled at the sight. Two elven beings perfect in everyway, their skin glowing slightly in the heat and passion of the tent. Slowly Legolas lowered her onto the bed before kissing her gently again. As he settled himself down next her he smiled, he would make this night perfect for both of them.

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The stable hands were in a panic, the daughter of Onlee's horse was colicky. Moridin was thrashing around in his loose box, kicking the walls and rearing. His velvet black coat was streaked in white sweat and his ears lay flat to his head as he dropped from his hind legs and started pacing his box. Amy could not be reached, no one could get into her tent, and nothing could be heard from the outside. As a last resort the stable hand ran to Aragorn's tent waking him.

"My Lord Aragorn please wake up. Moridin is colicky and no one can get near him. Amy and Prince Legolas cannot be reached and Lord Gimli does not know what to do."

Aragorn jumped up, nothing could happen to Moridin, he followed the sound of screaming to the stable block to see Moridin smash another hole in his box.

"He's colicky my lord. We don't know what to do!" Another panicked stable hand said as grabbed a horse's lead rein in order to get it out of the block.

"Colicky! Colicky! I'll give you colicky!" Moridin screamed as he threw his head between his legs and bucked again.

"Moridin what is wrong?" Aragorn said daring to get another bit closer.

The black horse stopped for a second and dropped his head in defeat, his whole body trembling. He sounded like he was going to cry, when he said, "I can feel my master having sex!"