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Arod was cantering slowly behind the crowd, Missy perched on top. She had been riding beside Gimli at the back of the caravan; a little sad since she had lost her riding buddy to a horse named Brego. She wished more than anything that she still had her Ipod which she believed she had lost back at the Great River. Instead she sang songs to herself as she rode along.

"Baby you're a firework, come on show me what you're worth!" She ignored the looks from some of the women and her three companions. Gandalf had left them that morning with instructions to look for his coming at first light on the third day. She had asked him if he was going to search for Eomer and then had been denied the right to accompany him. She would be safer with the warriors, that was what the wizard said and she knew he was probably right but that didn't mean she had to like it.

"Make 'em go oh, oh, oh!" Legolas laid his hand on her knee as a way to silence her and she sighed loudly.

"Oh come on, my voice is good!" He chuckled as he walked beside her horse.

"It is not the quality of the song but the joy behind it. These people have been forced from their homes; they fear the loss of their lives and land." Missy frowned and then took a deep breath. Trying to cheer people up was apparently not the way to go, so she instead allowed a melancholy tune of her childhood to pass her lips.

"Dancing bears, painted wings, things I almost remember

And a song someone sings, once upon a December." Legolas stared up at her at little surprised, her voice was very beautiful and the song seemed so sad for a person he knew had lived a privileged life.

"Someone holds me safe and warm

Horses prance through a silver storm

Figures dancing gracefully

Across my memory." She began to sway to the invisible tune in her head. A few others were also watching her, entranced by her voice.

"Someone holds me safe and warm

Horses prance through a silver storms

Figures dancing gracefully

Across my memory." Her voice began to get louder, it was more out of habit than anything else and Aragorn fell back in to step with her and Legolas. Had it not been for the amusement on the faces of those around him he would have silenced her.

"'Far away long ago

Glowing dim as an ember

Things my heart use to know

Thing it yearns to remember

And a song someone sings

Once upon a December." She ended and was surprised a few people clapped. It was a silly song from an animated movie she had watched religiously as a child, but apparently it was just sad enough to please them all. She found herself welcomed into a crowd a women, all of them asking her questions of where she came from, about her clothes, and of course if she had a husband. It was hours before they stopped and she tried to find Aragorn, Legolas, and her horse. There were so many people though, she felt like she was trying to find a needle in a haystack.

"Excuse me, have you guys seen Aragorn or Legolas?" She asked a small group of soldiers who were a bit away from the women and children scattered across the hill side.

"No, but if you like you can have me lady." One of them said smiling at her. She looked offended and took a step back.

"Ew, that's gross." She turned to leave but another one of the men grabbed her arm.

"We aren't so bad, I'm sure we can pay you better than the elf can." She let her eye widened as she realized what he was saying.

"I am not a whore! And I have never touched Legolas like that!" The others laughed whole heartedly and she le out a frustrated breath.

"A young and very beautiful woman traveling alone with three males, you have no combat skills or talents to speak of so one can only assume what it is you do for them." She felt tears spring to her eyes and the man holding her arm immediately released her arm. The laughter of the other men died out instantly and she wiped her tears away as she turned and saw Aragorn standing about ten feet away with a stern look on his face.

"Artemis, have they done something to you?" He asked, his hand going to the hilt of his sword.

"No, but I think Legolas has some competition for thinking the worst of me." She stalked off and was not surprised when her body guard followed. She wondered briefly if everyone though she was having sex with her companions.

"Aragorn… does everyone think I'm sleeping with you boys?" She asked and he looked unready for the question. He had known, as had the others, that some would get the wrong impression on why she was with them. He opened his mouth but no words came out.

"I get it. Like they said, I'm not really good for much else. Is that what you all expect? Am I suppose to service you for protecting me?" His face became stern and he grabbed her arm roughly.

"We have never disgraced you with such thoughts or requests, and you would do well to remember that." She started to cry and then flung her arms around his middle.

"I'm sorry, it's just that this place keeps getting worse and worse! Now everyone thinks I'm a whore!" He patted her on the back and then gestured to where Eowyn was making a stew.

"You should eat, I'm sure Lady Eowyn has made plenty." She sniffed loudly and nodded, scurrying away with her wounded pride in tow. Legolas was beside him in an instant.

"I should break their legs for speaking ill of her." He said glaring at the soldiers.

"You hardly speak well of her yourself Legolas, why should their cruel words be any different?" Legolas kept his eyes on the soldiers.

"Because she is ours, I would protect her with my life, they mean only to get her on her back." Aragorn watched him carefully and then laid a hand on his shoulder, finally gaining his attention.

"What do you mean she is ours?" Legolas sighed before looking over at the down trodden girl who was gulping down the nasty stew.

"We found her, she has nothing in this world but the nine that found her. She is ours to protect, ours to care for. Who will she depend on if not us?" Aragorn gave his shoulder a squeeze.

"If I'm not mistaken, then I do believe the next King of Rohan is very taken with her. He would treat her well, and give her the luxury she is use to." Legolas glared at the ground and then met eyes with his friend.

"And if he means to simply take her for a mistress?" The elf was right, it was their duty to give her away as a father might, and it was their job to make sure that the man did not hurt her.

"We will be sure that is not his intent. But, my friend, it is her choice who she stays with, not ours." Legolas gave a stiff nod and headed away while Aragorn stayed in his place. The elf had been acting strange since they had met with Eomer, and even stranger towards Missy. He reached up and touched the jewel around his neck, his thoughts shifting to Arwen. He had never known he could feel so strongly for another creature until he met her, but now it seemed nothing would be able to keep them together. He had sworn to never love another but then the girl showed up, messing with his mind and heart instantly. He could not be sure if he was fond of her in the way a brother was to a little sister or if he was growing to think on her the way a man does a woman he can't keep his eyes off of. Eomer was a fine man, but was he good enough for Artemis? ~ * ~

She had to admit it, she was jealous. Eowyn was chatting with Aragorn and it was obvious that the blonde had more on her mind than soup. It had never occurred to her that Aragorn was wanted by women, because there had never been other women around. Her boys had been hers, and she hadn't had to fight for their affection, now she did. Besides, she was use to being the prettiest girl around, but Eowyn was beautiful, enough to have the dark haired girl pouting.

"You're acting like a child lassy." Gimli said as he plopped down beside her.

"I am not!" She countered and then turned towards him.

"Gimli… do you think I'm prettier than Eowyn?" The dwarf laughed loudly and she couldn't help but smile. For someone who was such a grump the dwarf could laugh with his whole soul.

"Trust me lass, you are something special to behold, but if it's Aragorn you want then I believe you have bigger competition than the Rohirrim lass." Missy raised and eyebrow and scooted closer to the dwarf, wanting the dirt.

"I'm not saying I want Aragorn, but if I was, what are you talking about?" The dwarf then laid it out on the table, well as much as he knew. Aragorn had a love, a beautiful elven love whom he had parted with at the beginning of the quest. Supposedly she had gone to the undying lands with the last of her kin but according to Gimli, Legolas doubted that she really went because she loved Aragorn too much. If Missy had been jealous before it had been nothing compared to what she felt now. They called them to start moving again and she sighed while standing up.

"Thank you for telling me Gimli." She muttered and then made her way to Arod, stroking his nose lovingly. ~ * ~

They were moving along at a decent pace when all hell broke loose. Something was happening, all the men were rushing off and she was able to see Gimli take off with them. Théoden ordered Eowyn to lead the people the rest of the way to Helms Deep and though she argued she had no choice but to relent. Missy looked to the crowd to see Aragorn, his eyes pierced hers as Hasufel began turning to take him towards battle. She was scared, for all of them, and she knew he could see it in her eyes. He was gone before she could speak, and with a quick thought to what needed to be done she hopped off her horse and helped one of the slower women onto Arod.

"Come on everyone, we gots to go!" She said and stayed to the back of the caravan, ushering people along. Artemis. Her head snapped up as the voice slid through her brain. She felt a strange feeling of de ja vu and looked back to the hill the men had disappeared over. Come home Artemis. Her eyes fogged over and her feet began moving, all she could do was go where the voice told her. She was walking through the battle, the wargs and the horse men all fighting for their lives, but no one seemed to go after the girl. Get on the warg. She held her hand up in the air and as if that was signal enough, one of the warg riders raced towards her and pulled her up behind him. She held on loosely, her gaze staring off into space straight ahead.

"My queen." The rider said and then began rushing through the carnage. He had Aragorn in his sights and leapt straight at him, knocking him off his horse. The man was caught in the saddle straps and was being dragged along. Aragorn attempted to stab the orc, his fear growing when he saw Missy sitting behind him with a far off look in her eyes. The orc kicked Aragorn and then grabbed him by his neck and pulled him closer but Aragorn managed to twist and pull the orc right off the warg.

"Artemis!" He called, his wrist caught too tightly for him to get out. Missy was balanced perfectly and still staring straight ahead.

"Artemis!" He screamed again and suddenly she blinked rapidly before pitching forward and grabbing the reins.

"What the fuck? How did I get here?" She screamed and looked down to see Aragorn still struggling and the edge of the cliff coming up fast. She pulled on the reins but the warg would not break course.

"Jump off!" He yelled and she locked eyes with him. Middle Earth must have been rubbing off on her because all she could think was that he wouldn't abandon her and she wasn't doing it to him. She reached out and grabbed his coat.

"This is stupid Missy!" She yelled at herself and then screamed loudly as the Warg ran right off the edge, taking her and Aragorn with it.

Adalmina: Glad you like the story, I hope if she does end up with Aragorn you still like it, im trying to keep everything true to character.

Lintered: Well there was a little more about the potion here, and as for who she ends up with, im still taking your input but in the end Missy gets final say and for all I know she could say Pippin!

Bluelibellule13: Glad you like last chapter, and I loved writing that scene. It's the first time Aragorn admits he feels anything for her so it was fun to write.

Obsessed with vamps: Hope you still liked it, Eomer will be back soon and is still a key player but I need her to be in certain places for the plot so sorry she couldn't go with Gandalf.

Scruggs108: You flatter me my friend, thank you so much.

Istrali abr ilumeo: Legolas is the most complex with his feelings so he is my favorite to write! And the poor thing has like one fan among my readers!

Soldier-of-war-95: Im not gonna stop so no worries, and im glad you feel that way about Missy cause that's how I planed it to be!

LadyAiredonelle: Thank you so much, if I start taking them out of character you let me know! I hate that