'Thoughts and flashbacks'

"Language"

" 'Enemy' "

The Fellowship made camp at a rock formation a few days later when they had left Rivendell where they were suddenly scrambling about, hiding from the Crebain of Dunland, sent by Saruman. After that Gandalf began to lead the Fellowship up Caradhras. Frodo slipped and rolled down the hill they were walking on, Aragorn catching him and setting Frodo back on his feet. Reaching up to his neck instinctively, Frodo began to panic as the ring had fallen from his neck and onto the snow somewhere, frantically looking for it with Aragorn. Boromir picked up the ring, slight interest showing once more in his eyes "Boromir." Aragorn called quietly. "So much a danger a little thing can cause. Such a little thing..." He said. "Boromir!" Aragorn called more urgently, catching the Gondorion's attention. "Give the ring to Frodo." "As you wish. I care not." Boromir replied, handing Frodo the ring and ruffling his hair slightly before walking away, Aragorn letting go of his sword as he left. A few hours later Saruman attempted to bring the down down on them by burying them in snow, leaving the decision to Frodo to go through the Mines of Moria. He agreed to go to the mines.

~Meanwhile, in Rivendell~

Elladan and Elrohir had once again declared war on Lance and Alice. Both pairs of twins had spent the last few days having a prank war involving dyes, ropes, dresses, ditches, sleeping droughts, and many, many injuries. Currently, all four elves were in the houses of healing after falling down a fairly steep hill and into a river from a simple truce involved walk. Elladan had a sprained wrist and one broken leg, Lance had a broken arm and mild concussion, Elrohir had three bruised ribs, a concussion, and dislocated his right shoulder, and Alice had a concussion, two broken ribs, and a badly sprained ankle. The latter two of the four having fallen head first and hit quite a few rocks on the way down. Their most frequent guest for the last few days had been their most unwanted-more for Alice's sanity and their anger.

Arbellason had made it his personal goal to ensure that Alice recovered, ignoring her brother's icy glares and the twins unrelenting stares at his back as if he were about to make her injuries worse on purpose. Elrond walked into the room to be met with curses from elves that should have been resting, even if they were practically healed-two of the elves still being slightly concussed not being a good thing. "Rhaich lle! Mibo yrch!" "Eriol lle!" "Enough!" Elrond yelled over the arguing elves as he entered with Arwen following behind him and turned to Arbellason. "Perhaps you could not irritate those in the houses of healing, no matter who they are. You must leave now, for they need quiet." Arbellason made to protest but a stern look from the elf lord silenced him and the persistent elf left the room.

"Hannon lle!" Elladan, Elrohir, Lance, and Alice exclaimed, sitting back down on their beds in relief. "Your welcome." Elrond started "Now, the four of you are fully healed. However, I received word from Bregolien that you are needed back in Autumn Wood, Lance. He would also like to speak with you, Alice." He explained to them, earning confused yet hopeful looks from the fair haired twins. "But Lord Elrond, I am not aloud to return." Alice stated nervously. "Says who?" The elf lord asked patiently, having not gotten an answer the first time he asked. Biting her lip, Alice sighed and finally decided to tell them "Yáviel. Yáviel said I must pay for my mistakes in failing a fight against a band of orcs. She exiled me, told our father I was killed, and allowed me to be thrown off a cliff while fighting the remainder of the Orc band while she watched from a tree. I'm ecstatic to know he knows I'm still alive, but I cannot return so easily." Alice explained with fake enthusiasm. Elrond, Arwen, and the twins stared at Alice with their mouths open in shock, Lance, having heard it already clenched his fists tightly to keep from yelling. "But Yáviel is only your father's advisor. She shouldn't be able to do that, unless she-" "Invoked a council right." Lance interrupted Elladan gloomily and sighed. "When were you going to tell Legolas?" Elrohir asked slowly, to which Alice sighed heavily again, answering softly "Never..."

~Fellowship~

The Fellowship stopped to rest that night and Legolas offered to take the first watch with Aragorn. A few hours later, Frodo, having not been able to sleep at all went for a small walk around their camp. Sam awoke to the sound of Frodo's footsteps and quickly stood to follow him, Gandalf's words echoing through his mind: "Don't you lose him, Samwise Gamgee." And he didn't mean to. The two hobbits informed their ranger and elven friends that they were going for a quick walk and would return before their watches ended and continued walking. Instead of waking Boromir and Gimli for the next watch, Legolas and Aragorn stayed awake the entire night to ensure that Frodo and Sam returned safely, and when they didn't, Legolas went to go find them.

Following the hobbits footprints, Legolas walked until he ran to the edge of the forest where he found signs of a struggle, Frodo's sword Sting and Sam's sword, then a group of four horses in the distance, yelling still audible to his elf hearing. "Let us go or you'll be sorry!" Sam's unmistakable angry yell could be heard, causing Legolas to run back to the camp and force everyone awake, swords in hand. "Everyone wake up! Frodo and Sam have been taken!" Hearing this caused an uproar among the group and they quickly gathered their things and began running in the direction Legolas was now leading them. A few days later the fellowship came across a town and walked around, asking the occasional person if they had seen any halflings lately.

Gandalf lead the group to an inn to stay at until they found Frodo and Sam. The young man, who brought them their drinks was no older than seventeen years of age, overheard their conversation and told them what he knew. "I saw your friends. They were taken to the jail for opposing the sheriff." "How did they oppose him?" Gandalf asked quietly "Apparently they started a fight. Most of us don't believe the sheriff though, it's only a rumor. Why would hobbits suddenly start a fight if they were only passing by." The boy stated as he passed Merry and Pippin their drinks. He was about to give Legolas a drink when he saw his pointed ears and knew he was an elf, his eyes widening at the realization. Aragorn saw this and also came to the same conclusion. "Legolas is not the first elf you have seen." He stated and the fellowship turned to the boy with wide eyes as he nodded, Legolas, more curious then nervous now, asked him "Who? Forgive us for not asking earlier, but what is your name? I am Legolas. These are my friends Gandalf, Strider, Boromir, Gimli, Merry, and Pippin. Our other two friends are Frodo and Sam."

"Dean, son of John. Nice to meet you. I met an elf maiden ten years ago, or rather, I've known her the majority of my childhood. She was good friends with my parents and like an older sister to my little brother and I." Dean explained. A knowing smile slowly appeared on Gandalf's face as he asked another question "What is her name, if you don't mind me asking?" "Dawn. Her hair is golden like the rising sun with streaks of red on the ends and her eyes are as blue as the twilight sky. She's very nice." Dean explained with a smile as he described his elven friend, Gandalf, Legolas and Aragorn smiled at the familiar name and the natural reaction any mortal would have at meeting an elf. Boromir, Gimli, Merry, and Pippin however were slightly confused. "Dean! Hurry and get back to work before the sheriff comes!" The innkeeper called nervously, calling Dean back to reality as he stood quickly, having sat down at some point.

"It was nice meeting you all. If you need anything just call me over. And cover your ears Legolas, the sheriff doesn't exactly like elves! Bye!" Dean said and hurried back to the bar to help with drinks and orders. The fellowship was slightly confused by Dean's sudden nervousness and could only guess it had something to do with the sheriff. "Who is Dawn?" Boromir asked curiously "Alice. Dawn is a name she uses when we pass by towns and she doesn't want anyone to know of her lineage. Like Aragorn, it is a habit that I call him Strider when in places like this." Legolas explained as he undid his elven warrior braids and carefully hid the points of his ears. If the sheriff didn't like elves they would be in more trouble if Legolas got caught as well.

Rhaich le- Curse you

Eriol le- You first

Hannon lle- Thank you