In some way, Frodo Baggins had managed to put on the Ring Of Power, getting the attention of the Nine.
Before Melaina could even see, Aragorn had already dragged Frodo to his room.
"Shit..." She had muttered when she saw her brother and his friends, Peregrin Took and Samwise Gamgee, following them up the stairs.
Melaina's first reflection was to go after them, helping Aragorn to take the blow the four Hobbits could give them.
But somewhere in her heart, she knew that the curly haired Meriadoc wouldn't hurt a fly, in his heart he would still be that little boy of the Shire, and above all; her older brother.
She followed them, quietly but swift, and watched the scene in front of her.
"Stop, Samwise Gamgee. It's okay." Melaina tried to calm them down.
Rapidly, the so called Hobbit turned around, startled.
Soon enough, Merry and Pippin faced her, too. Merry's face was plastered with shock as he recognised his long lost sister.
"Melaina? " He called, his voice trembling. He stumbled towards her, tears blurring his sight.
The female Hobbit fell into his arms, hugging her brother tightly, as if there was no tomorrow.
"I found you, I found you..." The older Hobbit whispered, happiness crossed his face. Finally, he knew that she was alive and well, she was safe and he would never let her go.
For the first time in years, Melaina painted an genuine smile on her face and her eyes seemed to twinkle.
Merry's blue eyes pierced in hers, both couldn't believe their eyes.
Aragorn cleated his throat, earning glares from all of the Hobbits. Melaina never wanted the moment of pure happiness to end, but her head told her that it was time to hide the four Hobbits.
"I know... I know..." she muttered, leaving her brothers side to take out her bow carefully.
"We need to fool them, try to get rid of them and confuse them. Mr Gamgee, can you please go to the Hobbit room and place cushions, so that it looks that four Hobbits are sleeping?" She turned her gaze to the named Hobbit; he nodded and left the room as quickly as possible, doing as he was told.
Aragorn has pulled out some bread he bought and gave a piece to the Hobbits, and left a piece for Sam.
As he offered a piece to Melaina, she friendly declined, even though her stomach was rumbling and growling aggressively. She wouldn't give in the ache of her hurting stomach, she couldn't.
Aragorn frowned at her behaviour, this wasn't the first time the Hobbit had declined food, and she seemed to have not eaten for at least three days.
He shrugged it off and ignored the nagging feeling of worry. He had got to know this peculiar Hobbit and had grown a brother-like position over her that he couldn't put of.
Soon enough Samwise Gamgee returned and had gladly taken his piece of dinner.
"You can all go to sleep, if you like, we have an exhausting journey ahead of us and you need all the strength you can get." Melaina told, even though she knew she couldn't sleep. She just couldn't; there were to many things fooling around her head. She never got much sleep, due to her childhood trauma and loneliness, she became paranoid and such a light sleeper that she woke up at any sound.
Though, the Hobbits fell asleep soon enough, they weren't used to walk such a long distance, and they hoped that they wouldn't have to do it again, even though they knew that it sure wasn't the last time they had to do that.
Merry couldn't get the tired girl out of his head, he knew something was up, and thought about the past.
He remembered the strange acting she had performed when she started skipping meals, at the early age of 11. She was over it now, was she?