A/N: Ok, it would usually be Belinda doing an author's note for my chapter, but as I was about to post Ch.11 up, I realized we had not posted this chapter. That's really all I have to say. Enjoy!

Chapter 10:

When I awoke early the next morning, I saw Belinda sleeping peacefully beside me, for the first time in... ever, really. I looked over to see Legolas watching her intently, as if making sure that she would be alright. His eyes met mine and he turned away, embarrassed. I smirked at him as I began to roll up my mat again, trying not to wake up Belinda while contemplating about Legolas's behavior.

We set out before it got too light out. Belinda and I maintained our position in the back of the line, with Gandalf and Aragorn in the front of it. I looked around at my surroundings and thought how nice it would be to just stop, lay on the soft grass, and just let our thoughts wander aimlessly. But now was not the time. Surely we would have enough time when the Ring was destroyed, at least I hoped.

When we finally did stop, it was at a big pile of rocks. I couldn't remember what the place was named, but I knew it was called something and I didn't feel like asking Belinda and getting reprimanded for not remembering. Or rather, I didn't feel like getting my head bitten off.

I sat down on a nearby rock and watched as Boromir helped Merry and Pippin with their swordplay. I watched him with suspicion. I didn't like him; I knew what was going to happen to him, but yet, I still didn't like him. I knew that Belinda didn't like him all that much either, especially after that comment he made to her before we left Rivendell.

"Amanda, c'mon. Come fight with me," Belinda pleaded, sitting down next to me.

I rolled my eyes and turned to her with a somewhat serious look on my face. "But you're going to kick my ass!"

Belinda shrugged and said simply, "It's possible, it may not be. Have more confidence in yourself, Mango." I bit my lip. I wasn't going to fall into this trap. Nothing she said would make me.

"I'm not angry at you, Belinda. I can't fight you unless I'm angry," I stated, turning away from her.

"I burned your Destiny Calling notebooks," Belinda said suddenly.

I turned to her, with a very angry and intimidating look in my eyes. "YOU DID WHAT! Oh, you're dead now!" I cried out, reaching around for my sword.

"Yay!" Belinda exclaimed, happily, then stopped when she saw the deranged look in my eye.

I raised my sword, ready to slash at her when Belinda said, "Amanda, don't you remember that both opponents have to be ready before starting a fight. It's proper." I knew Belinda didn't believe any of that. She was just stalling to give herself some time. She thought that I would fall into the bait.

"Screw being proper! You burnt my notebooks!" I said, with my sword still raised.

"May I take the time to say that it was an accident and that I would never burn any of your... LEGOLAS! Help, she's trying to kill me!" Belinda cried out, beginning to make a run for it.

"Get back here, Belinda. You wanted a fight and now you're going to get one." I began to laugh manically as I ran after her. I finally caught up to her (for the very first time; she is fast!) and I grabbed her around the waist. We fell to the ground, me on top of Belinda. After about a moment, the two of us didn't move. Then, I began to laugh, feeling the anger just melting away.

"Why are you laughing? You aren't going to kill me?" Belinda asked, clutching her sword tightly in her right hand.

"You know that I was never one to be angry for too long. Besides, those notebooks were old, not of real importance. It was just funny to see you so scared," I said, pulling her up from the ground.

"You're damn right I was scared. No one ever wants to piss you off seriously, Amanda," she said, seriously.

"You know that I could never kill you, because if I did, elf-boy would kill me," I said, laughingly.

"His name is Legolas," she said, indignantly.

"I know it is. I'm not stupid," I defended.

"Belinda, are you alright?" We turned to see Legolas rushing towards us.

"I'm fine. Amanda and I were just...talking," Belinda said, quickly. Legolas shook his head.

"I don't believe that, Belinda, but as I can see that you aren't in danger, I'll let it go," he said, scanning Belinda for any sign of injury.

He then looked at me and I stared back. I knew what he was asking me. Did I tell her about earlier that morning? I gave a small shake of my head to indicate that I did not. But then I saw that he was not looking at me anymore. He had looked up at the sky and was staring attentively at it. I looked up at the sky as well and saw a big, black mass heading towards us. It was the birds, Saruman's spies.

Legolas grabbed Belinda and my arm and pushed us under the nearby brush.

"I could have done that myself, you know," Belinda whispered to Legolas, glaring at him. Legolas didn't have time to reply as he himself ducked under the brush as did the other Fellowship.

I closed my eyes as the black ravens passed over us, cawing madly to each other. I prayed that none of them had spotted us, even though I knew that some must have. When they finally passed, we all got out of our hiding places and looked at them flying away.

"Spies of Saruman. The road south is being watched. We must take the mountain pass," Gandalf stated, indicating with the head of his staff the nearby mountains.

"We get to go on the mountain. Maybe we can go skiing," Belinda said, excitedly.

I moaned. This was going to be a long trip.

"Whoever thought of the idea of having a pass in the mountains must have been a complete idiot," I mumbled to Belinda, wrapping my cloak around me like a coat.

"No, he just saw a good location for a future ski resort, because you have to admit, you could do a lot of skiing up here," Belinda said.

"I don't believe anyone here know what skiing is, Belinda," I stated, trying to suppress a shiver.

I continued walking on through the deep snow, trying to keep on telling myself to go on and not stop. "Amanda, look."

I looked up at Belinda's voice at Boromir, who was currently staring at the Ring that he held in his hand.

"Let's get him," she whispered to me, already moving to go ahead of the line.

"He'll give it back to Frodo," I reassured her.

"I know, but this would give me a good reason to beat the crap out of him," Belinda said, calmly.

I rolled my eyes again and sighed as I looked back at Boromir. His gaze caught onto mine and he stared deeply into my eyes. I looked at him with nothing but suspicion and he the same. I looked away at Aragorn who I saw had his grip on his sword and was staring at Boromir with that same look of suspicion.

As we continued our tedious journey, the sky that had once been clear blue was now blackening at an alarming rate. When we reached the rim of the mountain, where snow was coming down heavily, the sky could barely be seen.

I hung onto Belinda not because I was cold, but because I was afraid. Something was going to happen and I couldn't remember what it was. Obviously, Belinda knew, but didn't want to alarm me further.

Suddenly, I heard a shout from Gandalf. I could only catch the word 'Saruman' to jog my memory. He was going to bring down the mountain.

When I heard the mountain begin to crumble above us, Belinda grabbed me and pushed me underneath her. I never thought large pieces of mountain falling onto us would make such a loud noise, but I could hardly hear my own scream as the mountain came tumbling down.

When it finally ended, I felt Belinda pulling me up and setting me down on my feet. I smiled at her in gratitude as the others dug themselves out from the snow.

"Gandalf, we have to get out of here! This will be the death of the hobbits!" Boromir cried out.

"It'll be the death of us too," Belinda called out.

Boromir sent her a glare before continuing. "We need to make for the gap of Rohan," he continued on.

"The gap of Rohan takes us too close to Isengard," Aragorn argued.

"Let's go under, then. Let us go through the mines of Moria," Gimli put in.

I looked over at Belinda. "Do you think that we should tell them about what happens in the mines?"

"Of course we should. In fact, let's just tell them everything that happens in the book and to not worry one bit," Belinda said, sarcastically.

"Now is not the time for sarcasm, Belinda. Give me your honest opinion this time," I said, seriously. Belinda frowned at me.

"This was what I tried to ask you yesterday, but you fell asleep," Belinda glared at me.

"What, when?" I asked in confusion.

"Last night, but that's not important right now. I'll kill you later." I nodded.

"Thanks, Belinda. But should we tell them? At least tell Gandalf?" Belinda snorted.

"Knowing Gandalf, he probably already knows. What I'm more concerned about is now that we're here, will we change something?" Great, something else that I need to worry about now.

"Thanks Belinda, I feel so much better," I said, sarcastically.

Belinda and I had reached a silent agreement. We wouldn't tell them anything because this had to happen. If we told them, things might change that may have horrible effects on the outcome of the war. We had seen enough sci-fi movies to know what happens when people mess with time.

It took us until close to dark until we got to the door of the mines. During the time, I walked with Aragorn while Belinda walked with Legolas.

"You seem very quiet, Amanda," Aragorn murmured to me.

"Do I? I hadn't noticed," I said just as quietly.

"How are you doing?" If I answered that in full, this could take awhile.

"I'm fine, just a little tired, is all." It was true. I was tired. Looking back at Belinda and Legolas, I could tell Belinda looked tired too.

When we finally reached the door, I sat down on a nearby log and tried to keep myself from falling asleep as Gandalf attempted to open the door.

Belinda sent me a look saying, "Let's at least speed this up."

Belinda began to step up to the door, but Boromir stopped her from going any farther.

"Where do you think you're going?" Belinda looked confused for about a second before saying slowly, "Up to the door."

"Gandalf is working on getting it open. He doesn't need you to break his concentration," Boromir shot at her.

"Great job he's doing too," Belinda shot back, once again going up to the door.

Belinda stepped up and ignoring the fact that Gandalf and the rest of the Fellowship was staring at her, she said in a clear and loud voice, "Mellon." Then the door miraculously sprang open, its huge doors spread as widely as a bird's wings.

Everyone just stared at awe as she stood there, with a smirk on her face. I smiled.

"You're good, Belinda," I stated. She nodded vigorously.

"I know," she said, simply.

Boromir finally got over the shock and said angrily, "What else do you keep from us, miss?" I didn't fall to notice the sarcasm when he had said 'miss'. I looked back over at Belinda, who just stared calmly at Boromir.

"Many things, sir. Many things that can be found out very easily. All I need is a bed and some alcohol." My eyes widened and I rubbed my temples.

Boromir, on the other hand, got somewhat red in the face, but said nothing else. I noticed that Legolas and Aragorn were struggling not to laugh.

"Come on," I said, rushing over to grab her arm and go through the doorway. The others cautiously trailed behind us.

As the light from Gandalf's staff, the floor below us was more clearly seen and I nearly jumped into Belinda's arms when I saw what was in front of me. There were bones and broken arrows on the floor.

I'm not good with anything relating to dead bodies. So seeing all these bones made me panic and I began to hyperventilate and run around in circles.

"Be quiet!" Boromir hissed at me, lunging at me to stop running and screaming. Unfortunately, he knocked me into the stone wall which caused part of the wall to come crashing down.

Before we knew it, the doorway was blocked and everyone was staring at Boromir and me. To make the situation even better, Belinda exclaimed, "No one can say it was my fault this time!"

A/N: Usually you would have to wait for an update, but you lucky readers/reviewers will get two chapters in one day! Isn't it wonderful? Anyways, read, review, all that jazz.

Amanda a.k.a A.N.L