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The Metahuman The Ranger & The One Ring 6/? 
13th-Aug-2010 12:15 pm
chlaragorn---chloe & aragorn
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TItle: The Metahuman, The Ranger, And The One Ring
Fandoms: Smallville/Lord Of The Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring
Pairing: Chloe/Aragorn
Rating: T+
Disclaimer: I do not own Smallville or LOTR
Summary: When Chloe bleeds into a Lord of the Rings book printed with kryptonite ink she finds herself sucked into that world, with only Aragorn as her protector and friend. But now a war is upon Middle Earth, and everything points to her playing a vital role...






By the next day Clark was strong enough to get up and walk on his own without wincing. Arwen had been great help, even acquiring clothes for Clark so he could change out of his flannel and jeans. They were ranger clothes that'd ben adapted to fit Clark's size, and Chloe might not have had a crush on her best friend anymore, but she had to admit that he looked extremely handsome. Arwen had also produced boots for Clark, saying that they belonged to her betrothed, Haldir, but he was serving with her grandmother in Lothlorien, and wouldn't miss them.

When the pretty elf had left to attend to her other chores as lady of Rivendell, Chloe and Clark had looked at each other and finally put their fears to the test.

The sun of Middle Earth was not the sun of earth, and the meteor mixed with magic had weakened Clark. He didn't have his super hearing, breath, superspeed nor the ability to see through walls. But he was still strong. He wasn't as ridiculously strong as he'd been on earth, but he much stronger than humans...and probably stronger than elves as well. And his laser vision was only iffy. Sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn't. Chloe believed that it was still working, but there was so much poison in his body that it was messing with it. In time he should be able to use it with the ease and control he always used to.

Oh, and the biggest thing ever.

He wasn't invulnerable anymore.

The bruises and such on him were proof of that.

He could get hurt, and that worried Chloe immensely.

"Milady?" A young Elven girl curtsied to them. "Lord Elrond request the presence of both you and milord at the council meeting. I am to lead you there."

"Thank you." Chloe smiled at her.

The Elven girl smiled back shyly before leading the way.

A little nervous, Chloe found her arms wrapping around Clark's and he gave her an encouraging smile as they met the large group arriving to the Council Chamber.

Chloe could sense a lot of surprised gazes on them, but especially on her, and when everyone had taken their seats or were standing out in the open air Council chamber, she realized why. Not only was she human and much younger than everyone else there, but she was the only woman in the Council.

She tightened her hold on Clark's arm.

The Alien turned and leaned down to whisper in her ear. "You're going to break my arm." His voice was amused.

She loosened her grip and turned to look up at him, bringing their faces close. "Sorry."

He just chuckled.

Neither noticed Aragorn taking his seat, sending them a dark look.

Or an Elf with beautiful long hair watching Aragorn's face with amusement on his face before sending a curious look in their direction.

Lord Elrond stood, addressing the council. "Strangers from distant lands...friends of old. You have been summoned here to answer the threat of Mordor. Middle-earth stands upon the brink of destruction. None can escape it. You will unite...or you will fall." His gaze swept the group gravely. "Each race is bound to this fate...this one doom."

Frodo noticed Chloe and gave a little wave.

She grinned and gave a tiny wave back.

No one else noticed, the Men, Dwarves and Elves amongst the Council of the free-peoples of Middle Earth all watched Elrond with determination.

The Lord Elf turned to the hobbit. "Bring forth the ring, Frodo."

Frodo stepped forwards and moved towards a stone plinth, placing the ring on it before returning to his seat.

"So it is true!" Boromir exclaimed in shock.

"Sauron's Ring!" A blonde Elf whispered in disbelief. "The Ring of Power!"

Chloe blinked as she looked at him, eyes widening as she leaned into Clark and whispered. "Isn't that Leggybows?"

Clark's gaze followed hers, and after a second, he whispered back. "For the record, it's Legolas."

She blinked. "Oh."

"The doom of man!" A Dwarf with an impressive beard announced grimly.

"It is a gift...a gift to the foes of Mordor!" Boromir announced standing, causing everyone to turn to look at him. "Why not use this Ring? Long has my father, the Stewart of Gondor, held the forces of Mordor at bay...by the blood of our people are your lands kept safe. Give Gondor the weapon of the enemy...let us use it against him!"

"You cannot wield it." Strider announced calmly, staying in his seat. "None of us can. The One Ring answers to Sauron alone. It has no other master."

Boromir turned and looked at Aragorn coolly. "And what would a Ranger know of this matter?"

Chloe narrowed her eyes, extremely insulted on Aragorn's behalf.

Mister "I tell everyone who my daddy is" wasn't half the man Strider was!

Strider answered nothing to what Boromir had said, and the son of the Stewart of Gondor turned away dismissively.

Legolas, eyes narrowed in anger, stood. "This is no mere Ranger. He is Aragorn, son of Arathorn." His eyes narrowed. "You owe him your allegiance."

Chloe frowned.

Allegiance?

Boromir turned sharply, speaking in quiet disbelief. "Aragorn? This is Isildur's heir?"

Chloe's eyes widened, and she felt all the color drain from her face as she turned to look at Aragorn.

Isildur's heir?

As in-as in future king?


It was all Chloe could do to keep from hyperventilating.

Oh god-----oh god!

She had so totally deluded herself with this infatuation!

"And heir to the throne of Gondor." Legolas confirmed her inner questions.

She needed to sit down.

"Chloe?" Clark whispered to her, worried as she tightened her grip on his arm again.

She sensed Aragorn's gaze on her and yet she refused to look at him.

"Havo dad, Legolas." Aragorn spoke, asking his friend to 'sit down'.

"Gondor needs no King." Boromir hissed.

"Aragorn is right," Gandalf broke into the argument Boromir and Legolas were just dying to have. "We cannot use the Ring."

Elrond nodded to the Wizard. "There is only one choice. It must be destroyed."

The Dwarf suddenly stood, seeming quite excited. "Then what are we waiting for?" He rushed forward, swinging his axe down on the Ring. His weapon shattered with a deafening crack, and the Dwarf fell backwards, staring in disbelief at the Ring...which was unharmed.

Frodo winced, clutching his forehead.

Gandalf watched him with concern.

"The Ring cannot be destroy, Gimli, son of Gloin, by any craft that we here possess." Elrond spoke to the Dwarf. "The Ring was made in the fires of Mount Doom, and only there can it be unmade." He sighed. "It must be taken deep into Mordor, and cast back into the fiery chasm from whence it came." His gaze swept the peoples once more. "One of you must do this."

Stunned silence engulfed the people as the council sat with downcast eyes, as if a great dread had descended on them.

Boromir finally addressed the council in a quiet voice, breaking the silence. "One does not simply walk into Mordor. It's black gates are guarded by more than just Orcs." He frowned. "There is evil there that does not sleep, and the Great Eye is ever watchful. It is a barren wasteland, riddled with fire and ash and dust. The very air you breathe is a poisonous fume. Not with ten thousand men could you do this." He shook his head. "It is folly."

"Have you heard nothing Lord Elrond has said?" Legolas wanted to know, eyes narrowed. "The Ring must be destroyed."

"And I supposed you think you're the one to do it?" Gimli narrowed his eyes at Legolas.

"And if we fail, what then?" Boromir questioned. "What happens when Sauron takes back what is his?"

Gimli leapt to his feet, with much energy for such a tiny guy. "I will be dead before I see the Ring in the hands of an Elf!"

A storm of argument erupted in the room.

There were angry faces, shaking fists, accusatory fingers being pointed all around.

Chloe was dizzy from the noise and chaos.

"This has got to stop." Clark frowned by her side. "How can they fight Sauron if they're fighting each other at the same time?"

"Never trust an Elf!" Gimli could be heard shouting.

"Do you not understand?" Gandalf tried to get them to see reason as he stood, trying to talk over their shouts and barely managing to. "While we bicker among ourselves Sauron's power grows! No one will escape it. You will all be destroyed, your homes burnt and your families put to the sword!"

The shouts and accusations continued to fly.

Having had enough, Chloe used a trick Lois had showed her and brought her fingers to her mouth, letting out a whistle so loud it hurt everyone's ears...especially the Elves.

The arguing stopped as everyone covered their ears and turned to look at her.

"You're all so sad." She narrowed her eyes at them, letting go of Clark to take a couple of steps forwards. "You bicker like children, preferring to fight each other and bring up old prejudices because you're all afraid to deal with the issue at hand and find it easier, more comforting, to argue like you always have. I don't know if you all think that if you scream louder than the other the issue will go away, but you're all fools."

"Who do you think you-?" One of the Men interrupted.

"Shut up!" She turned and snapped at him, the fierceness in her voice stunning the man into silence. "Now sit your ass down and listen to me! All of you!"

No one was more surprised than her when they did as told.

Clark, on the other hand, just smirked in understanding at how unexpectedly scary the tiny blonde could be, since Chloe was quite used to doing this to the Justice League whenever they got too rowdy.

"Thank you." She cleared her throat, taking in a deep breath to try and figure out what the hell she was going to say now. "I know this is scary, and I know that you big He Men-Elves-Dwarves would all prefer to die before admitting to being scared of something, but it is scary, and you all feel it. So just be males and admit it. Being scared is smart and understandable. That's not being weak. So stop being so backwards, and stop concentrating on that. Concentrate on our mission here, people."

"She's right." Clark nodded, stepping forwards. "The Ring is here, Sauron is back, and that's the issue, not whether the Elves and Dwarves like each other or if Man thinks they've had the short stick this whole time by being closest to Mordor. The real issue is that the Ring is here, and it needs to be destroyed, and someone here needs to get it done."

"And everyone's shitting their pants right now at the thought of having to do it, so they try to hide their terror by lashing out at those around them to make themselves look a little better." Chloe wasn't holding back, pissed at these great big males. "What you need to do is to stop bitching with each other, and get a goddamned plan. Because if you keep on pointing fingers and throwing accusations at each other, then Sauron's armies will have invaded your lands, destroyed your families, and killed every single one of you already. You've lost. A house divided is going to fall."

"I don't think his armies are arguing amongst themselves like this in Mordor, I tell you that." Clark added. "They're working together and planning on how to destroy every good person and thing in Middle Earth."

"Exactly." Chloe nodded in agreement. "So, get your acts together or this will be the last Council of the 'Free Peoples' of Middle Earth your world will ever have."

Silence reigned.

Chloe took in a deep breath and tried to squish the sick feeling in her stomach that one again she'd done something that women just didn't do in this period of time.

Aragorn watched her with shocked pride, a small smile fighting its way on to his lips.

Legolas watched them with curiosity.

Elrond smiled openly and nodded. "Spoken like your mother."

Chloe turned to the Lord Elf, surprised.

Lord Elrond turned to the Council. "Before you stands Chloe daughter of Moira Lane, and a friend from the other world, Clark Kent."

There were loud whispers suddenly as everyone turned to look at Chloe in a new light.

"As everyone here does know, her mother was brought here by the Magics and Fate to help Isildur defeat Suaron, and now Chloe daughter of Lane, and Clark Kent, have been brought here as well." Elrond spoke.

"Daughter of the legendary Moira Daughter of Lane..."

"She looks so young..."

"It makes sense!"

"It's a sign, a sign of what's to come."

"We must destroy the Ring!"

"With her mother's help we destroyed Sauron the first time."

"It shows us our victory!"


Chloe frowned at those whispers before clearing her throat. "I just want to say that Middle Earth is not my home." The gazes of everyone was on her. "But I will be accompanying the Ringbearer to Mordor."

Aragorn's eyes narrowed.

"As will I." Clark announced.

There was silence as the people watched them.

No one was going to offer to be the Ringbearer.

They were all too afraid.

Frodo suddenly stood, speaking in a strong, clear voice. "I will take it. I will take the Ring to Mordor."

The silence reigned, shocked expression on everyone's faces.

"Two strangers whom this battle does not concern, and a hobbit, stand up for the people of Middle Earth when her own people run away with their tails between their legs." Gandalf stood and turned to the three. "I will help you, Frodo Baggins, as long as this burden is yours to bear. And I will lead you three to Mordor, to Mount Doom itself."

Chloe grinned. "That's a relief. I don't exactly know where Mordor is, much less Mount Doom. It would have been pretty awkward if we had to keep stopping and asking for directions."

The Wizard smiled in amusement.

Aragorn stood, coming towards them, "If, by my life or death, I can protect you, I will." His gaze was on Chloe before turning to Frodo. "You have my sword."

Legolas stepped forwards. "And you have my bow."

"And my axe." Gimli vowed.

Boromir looked at them all and then walked towards Frodo. "You carry the fate of us all, little one." He turned to look towards Elrond. "If this is indeed the will of the Council, then Gondor will see it done."

Chloe grinned, folding her arms over her chest. "Now, you see? This is more like it."

"Here!" Someone that sounded a lot like Sam yelled...before the hobbit popped up from behind a bush, where he'd been eavesdropping the whole time. "Mr. Frodo's not going anywhere without me."

"No, indeed." Elrond raised an eyebrow, eyeing the hobbit curiously. "It is hardly possible to separate you...even when he is summoned to a secret council and you are not."

Chloe bit her bottom lip to keep from chuckling.

Suddenly, Merry and Pippin jumped out from another bush, causing Elrond's eyes to widen as he realized just how far from secret this whole meeting had been.

"Oi!" Merry announced. "We're coming too! You'll have to send us home tied up in a sack to stop us."

Chloe bit her lip harder.

"Anyway..." Pippin cleared his throat, puffing out his chest. "You need people of intelligence on this sort of mission...quest...thing."

"Well, that rules you out, Pip." Merry mumbled.

Chloe couldn't keep it anymore, she turned and hid her face in Clark's arm as her body shook with giggles.

Clark was grinning as well, moving so that his arm was around her shoulders and she was hiding her face in his side as she shook with laughter.

Neither noticed the increasingly dark look being sent their way by Aragorn.

And they didn't nothing the increasingly amused look on Legolas' face either.

Elrond surveyed the group thoughtfully. "Eleven companions...so be it." He cleared his voice before addressing the eleven. "You shall be the "Fellowship of the Ring"."

Clark leaned down to whisper to Chloe. "Now the name of the first book makes more sense."

She nodded, having to agree with that.

"Great!" Pippin grinned, before looking around curiously. "Where are we going?"

And with that Chloe had to hide her face in Clark's side again as she burst out laughing once more.

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"Is it me, or am I sensing some jealousy on Aragorn's part concerning Smallville?" Lois asked, looking up from the book after reading about the Fellowship being formed.

"Seems that way to me." Oliver agreed. "And his friend, the Elf, seems to be getting an unholy amusement out of the whole situation."

"Well, Strider just doesn't seem like the type to get jealous, so that's probably why Legoland-I mean Legolas-is amused." Lois announced after a moment's thought, looking at the page as the words continued to burn. "Why does it keep telling us about others other than Chloe? As if I'm reading this to read about someone else."

"What's it saying?" Oliver asked curiously.

"Nothing interesting." Lois pouted. "Just that Frodo's uncle Bilbo is apparently in Rivendell, and is helping him pack for the journey and gives him this glowing sword-which sounds just as scary as glittering vampires-."

"Lois..." Oliver sighed.

"It's just insane, Oliver. The vampires glitter. Like they're covered in diamonds. HOW can you be scared of vampires if you're wondering how much their skin is worth on the black market?"

Oliver eyed her in a worried fashion. "Only you would wonder that, Lane."

She glared at him. "I'm just saying."

"If you dislike it so much stop going to see all the movies when they come out-on their premiere nights." Oliver argued.

"But the actors are hot." Lois blinked, not exactly sure how he could ask her to miss that. "And that one buff actor goes around shirtless almost all the time."

"So you go to the movies-despite how much you hate them-to see the guys." Oliver needed to be sure he was understanding this correctly.

Lois frowned. "Doesn't everyone?"

Oliver sighed, lowering his forehead to the surface. "What else is the book saying, Lane?"

"Well," she looked down. "Apparently the glowing sword is named Sting, it was made by the Elves, and it glows blue when Orcs are close." She paused. "Okay, it sounds a little cooler now."

"See?" Oliver's voice was muffled since his forehead was still resting on the surface of the table. "You judge too quickly."

She ignored that. "Frodo also got a small shirt of close woven mail called Mithril, which Bilbo says is light as a feather and as hard as dragon scales."

"Sounds like something I should have for when the Green Arrow is on the prowl." Oliver decided, finally looking up. "Is that all?"

Lois shook her head. "Bilbo goes cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs when he sees the Ring on a chain around Frodo's throat, Frodo won't let him touch it, and the old fart cries."

Oliver frowned. "Never summarize anything again. Just stick to reading."

Lois frowned before blinking at the words burning onto the page. "Oh! Yay! It's back to Chloe now!"

Oliver sighed, returning his forehead to the table.

Thank god.

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They left Rivendell Valley early in the morning, climbing the long, steep path out of the cloven vale of Rivendell, and by noon they'd reached Rough Country, which was south of Rivendell. The eleven trekked through a land of deep valleys and turbulent waters, the Misty Mountains rising sharply to their left. Chloe couldn't help but feel disappointed that the only new people in the group were Boromir, Legolas, and Gimli. It wasn't because she didn't think much of them, she was sure they were all great warriors and would make their Races proud. But there'd been so many warriors in the council that she was disappointed only three had been brave enough to step forwards and volunteer themselves.

"We must hold to this course west of the Misty Mountains for forty days." Gandalf called from in front of the group. "If our luck holds, the Gap of Rohan will still be open to us. From there, our road turns east, to Mordor."

They continued trekking until they reached nightfall at the Eregion Hills, and made camp. Everyone was tired, Clark especially since he wasn't used to all of the walking, but the man was resilient, and had already established a rapport with most of the people in the group. It was that friendly farm boy inside of him that made it easy for everyone to like him. Things were a little strange between him and Aragorn, the Ranger being friendly and yet somewhat reserved, but Chloe didn't take any insult in that because Aragorn was that way with everyone new he encountered.

Given a few days, after he'd gotten some time to truly get to know Clark, he'd open up to him.

As Sam cooked dinner for everyone, Clark was getting lessons from Boromir on how to use the sword he'd been given.

Clark was not the most graceful person in the world, and it made Chloe feel better about how slow her abilities with the sword had been.

Merry and Pippin crowded around Boromir and Clark, cheering them on, and getting Boromir to promise them in the morning to teach them how to use their tiny swords as well.

The Son of the Stewart of Gondor grinned brightly, obviously in his element as he nodded and continued to train Clark quite professionally yet nicely.

"Come on Clark! You can do it!" Chloe cheered as she saw Clark try to attack.

Since losing most of his powers, Clark really needed to learn these things quickly.

Sensing a presence, Chloe looked up in time for Aragorn to sit down next to her, placing the most beautiful bow, and sheath full of quivers, on her lap.

"I promised you a new set in Rivendell." The Ranger announced softly.

"They're so beautiful Aragorn." Chloe whispered, fingers tracing the intricate carvings in the bow with reverence before turning and smiling brightly at him. "Thank you!" She was about to reach over and press a kiss to his cheek, which she suddenly realized she'd been doing a lot lately, before the blonde looked down and cleared her throat. "Um, I mean...you are too gracious...Your Highness."

His face clouded and he looked away, disappointment ripe on his face.

Of course, she couldn't see it because she was too busy staring at her own feet, wondering just how many laws of royal protocol she'd broken since she'd known him.

"I am not king, milady." He spoke, tracing a figure on the on the ground with a stick.

"Why not?" She frowned, looking up at him.

He was silent.

She looked away. "I just-I want to know about you, Aragorn."

He turned towards her. "What do you wish to know, My Lady?"

Chloe looked deep into his eyes. "Anything. Everything."

"Everything is a lot." He announced, slightly amused.

She smiled back, feeling more at ease.

Aragorn sighed. "I was named after my ancestor, Aragorn I, and was born on March 1 in 2931 of the Third Age. I am the son of Arathorn II and Gilraen. Through my ancestor Elendil, whom I'm told I closely resemble, I am a descendant of Elros Tar-Minyatur, Elrond's Half-elven twin brother and the first king of Numenor."

"So you actually are related to Arwen." Chloe blinked in surprise.

"Very distantly, but yes." Aragorn nodded. "When I was two years old my father was killed while pursuing Orcs and I was fostered in Rivendell by Elrond." He sighed. "It was at the request of my mother that my lineage was to be kept a secret. She feared that I would be killed like my father and grandfather if my true identity as the descendant of Elendil, and Heir of Isildur, became known. So I was renamed Estel, which means hope in Sindarin, and I wasn't told about my heritage until I came of age."

"So that's why they call you Estel." Chloe whispered, her hand finding its way to his without even realizing.

He nodded, his gaze lowering to their joined hands as he tightened his hold. "Elrond finally revealed to me my true name and ancestry and delivered to me the shards of Elendil's sword Nasil, and also the Ring of Barahir, but he's withholding the Scepter of Annuminas until I 'come of right' to possess it."

Chloe remembered the shards that Boromir had been admiring.

They belonged to a mighty sword that by right belong to Aragorn, passed down to him by his ancestors.

She wondered why he'd never had it reforged to use.

Her gaze rested on the ring he always wore. "Is this the ring?"

He nodded.

"It suits you." She smiled, looking up at him.

He was watching her intently, his thumb caressing the skin of her hand.

Chloe suddenly found that she couldn't breathe, her heart throbbing loudly in her throat.

Legolas appeared at Aragorn's side, an amused expression on his face as he turned to look at Clark. "Someone needs to learn to control himself."

For some reason Aragorn looked down at his feet.

Chloe looked at Clark. "He's never had to face something like this before, he doesn't know what to do."

"Oh, it's obvious that he picked a challenge that might be a little too great for him to handle, but that might just be one of the things that attracts him the most. Then again, he seems to be getting a better feel for it." Legolas chuckled. "This will be amusing to watch."

"Daro i, Legolas." Aragorn glared at his friend, telling him to 'stop it'.

Legolas turned to him with an amused expression. "Why do you seem so annoyed, Estel? I meant no offense to Clark."

Aragorn looked away.

Chloe eyed him curiously, a little confused.

"I need to speak with Gandalf." Aragorn stood and walked away.

Chloe watched him go before turning to narrowed eyes onto the Elf. "Why do I feel you two just had a completely different conversation than the one I just heard?"

"I am sure that is not so." He replied innocently, sitting by her side. "I see you favor the bow and arrow. So do my people."

Chloe smiled, looking at her bow. "It's beautiful, isn't it? Aragorn got it for me in Rivendell since I lost my old one."

Legolas watched her. "The words you and your friend spoke at the Council, they are words of people who have been in battle."

She paused, before nodding. "It's not like this, but Clark and I-and other friends-have been battling what you could call evil since we were in highschool."

"High school?" Legolas asked, not understanding the term.

She paused, trying to think of a way to put this. "It's where youth learn."

The Elf nodded, understanding.

"We've managed to stop about two or three Apocalypses together, and we know that more than anything, it doesn't matter how small the group is, as long as we're strong together, having each other's back, then we will win."

Legolas sent a curious look in Clark's direction.

"Food is ready!" Sam called, getting everyone's attention.

The group enjoyed their meal, spoke, and then they went to rest around the campfire. Aragorn took the first Watch of the night, and while Chloe had argued that she should be given a watch the males wouldn't let her. Apparently they were all horrified of the thought of letting the female in their midst stand watch and not have the rest she needed, and she was grossly outnumbered, so giving a smirking Aragorn a glare she'd resigned herself to the happy fate of sleeping the whole night through.

The next morning, she woke up to the smell of food being cooked, and to the sound of clashing swords, as Aragorn and Boromir gave Clark, Pippin and Merry sword lessons.

She yawned, stretching as the light of dawn crept across the sky.

"Get away from the blade, Pippin." Boromir was instructing. "On your toes. Good, very good. I want you to react, not think."

"Shouldn't be too hard." Sam mumbled from where he was cooking.

Chloe giggled, having heard that.

Frodo grinned as well, shaking his head.

"Move your feet." Boromir continued to instruct.

"Quite good, Pippin." Merry praised.

"Thanks." Pippin grinned proudly.

Gimli watched them with amusement before turning to Gandalf. "If anyone were to ask for my opinion, which I note they have not, I would say we are taking the long way round." He raised a bushy eyebrow. "Gandalf, we can pass through the Mines of Moria. My cousin, Balin, would give us a royal welcome."

Despite how promising this sounded, Gandalf clearly thought it was a bad idea.

Chloe wondered why.

"No, Gimli." The Wizard shook his head. "I would not take the road through Moria unless I had no other choice."

Standing, Chloe stretched and scratched her arm, looking around her.

She needed to use the bathroom.

The blonde looked around her, seeing some large, thick bushes a little distance away.

Before she would have been horrified having to use the bushes with so many men around, but she'd gotten used to it during her time with Aragorn, and had to feel proud at how much of an outdoorsy girl she'd become.

Yawning sleepily, Chloe made a slow trudge towards the bushes, trying to wake herself up.

Aragorn, having just finished showing Clark had to successfully parry and dodge, paused, noticing her, watching her curiously before realizing where she was going and looking away, granting her privacy.

Clark noticed this and smiled.

Boromir thrusted with his wooden stick, catching Pippin on the hand.

Pippin threw down his stick, kicked, and then lunged at Boromir, tackling him to the ground, both laughing heartily, even when Merry joined in the battle.

Chloe was halfway to the bushes, still stretching and yawning every couple of seconds.

Legolas' eyes were fixed on a distant dark patch which darted about the sky, like flying smoke in the wind.

"What's that?" Sam asked, noticing the Elf's gaze.

Everyone turned to look at where Sam was pointing.

Not Chloe though.

No.

She needed to use those bushes and nothing could sway her from her journey.

"Nothing." Gimli dismissed it. "Just a wisp of a cloud."

And yet Boromir's voice was worried. "It's moving fast...against the wind."

"Crebain from Dunland!" Legolas called out.

"Hide!" Aragorn ordered urgently.

Chloe finally turned, looking around her.

"Merry...Pippin...Sam!" Boromir called out urgently. "Take cover!"

Chloe looked up at the sky, where a regiment of large crows approached at great speed.

Gaze upwards, she was unprepared to be scooped up and she only managed to grab hold onto Aragorn's arms as he raced the rest of the way to the bushes and hurried lowered her. Pulling his hood on, Aragorn flipped Chloe onto her back and lowered himself over her, using his cloak (which blended in with the greenery around them) covered them both completely.

Above they could hear the sound of wings growing louder.

Chloe didn't notice, eyes wide and on Aragorn, sure she was giving away their hiding place just by the loudness of her beating heart.

His body was warm and hard and resting above her, on her, between her thighs.

His face was shadowed by the hood and so close to hers, their breaths mingling, growing deeper together.

It would have been so easy to just press up slightly and trace his lips with hers, to nibble and tease and...

It was getting harder to breathe.

A crow cawing above caused her to jerk slightly.

Aragorn closed his eyes tightly, lips parting as a hiss of pained pleasure escaped them.

Chloe's eyes widened as she felt the proof of his interest throb against her inner thigh, and she felt a strong, corresponding throb deep inside of her.

Her grip on his sleeves tightened.

He opened his eyes.

They were dark and hungry, nearly animalistic.

He was fighting for control.

She loved it.

"They're gone." Gimli's voice announced with relief.

"Spies of Saruman." Gandalf spoke, voice worried. "The passage South is being watched."

Aragorn didn't move, his breathing heavy, his gaze on her face.

Chloe couldn't look away from him.

Didn't want to.

"Is everyone well?"

"Where is Aragorn?"

"And Chloe?"

Aragorn closed his eyes tightly and took in a deep breath before pulling away, wrapping his cloak firmly around him as he helped her up. "We are here." He quickly let go of Chloe once she was standing and stormed away.

She watched him go with disappointment, though the fact that he was limping slightly, clutching his cloak around him like a shield, gave her perverse amusement.

Legolas and Clark, who'd been watching more intently than the others, noticed this too and shared amused chuckles at the poor Ranger's expense.

Gandalf turned to Aragorn, the Wizard so caught up in the situation that he didn't notice what the Elf, the Metahuman, and the Alien had. "We must take the pass of Caradhras."
Comments 
13th-Aug-2010 05:55 pm (UTC)
Oh, niiiiice!

I was wondering how you'd get Legolas and Clark to come together at first, and this is a brilliant choice. They get to have solidarity and mutual amusement, which is a great starting point.

And whoa! for the interlude between Aragorn and Chloe under the cloak. You do so much with just a few sentences that build tension and emotional impact - I'm really jealous.

The sub rosa conversation btwn Aragorn and Legolas was cool and I liked Chloe knowing that she was missing *something* from that exchange. Chloe's smackdown during the Council was perfect and I'm glad you highlighted her disappointment afterwards in the number of volunteers.

Lois and Oliver were hilarious, and I can't wait to see what Big Cuz says about the scene under the bushes. Poor Ollie! I guess they'll show up after the Fellowship splits? I'm taking that from the pairings announced for them.

Arwen and Haldir are a good match. I was pondering your choices and thought maybe Faramir, but he's too human for her. Still, Arwen is 1/4 human, even though she's as long-lived as an Elf. I like her with Haldir, though. It makes sense for the protector of the wood to marry the granddaughter of the Lady of Lothlorien. At least if Legolas is taken.

I also noted - not to nitpick - that you referenced an Elven serving girl, but I think Arwen was one of the last children born to the Elves in canon. Their race is fading, and no Elven children are shown or referenced anywhere. Plus, Elladan and Elrohir are dead? What?How? Or were they just not born in this 'verse?

I'm very much enjoying this fic (I'm obsessively re-checking lj in a kind of 'are we there yet? are we? hunh?' frenzy, since I'll be on planes for most of tomorrow) and I can't wait for the next bit.
13th-Aug-2010 06:28 pm (UTC)
Hmmm. thanks for pointing that out about the elven girl, i haven't read the books so most of what I'm writing comes from the movies. That's interesting. poor elves.

I don't recognize the names you mention, but I think they were Arwen's brothers? I'm not sure at all, since if they weren't in the movies I really wouldn't know them :(

Oh, have a safe flight!
13th-Aug-2010 11:02 pm (UTC)
Thanks! I hope/pray for good weather.

Elladan and Elrohir are Arwen's elder, identical twin brothers, yes. (Much with the warrior, Orc-killing hotness.) In the book, Galadriel's daughter-Elrond's wife-Arwen's mom Celebrian was kidnapped and tortured by Orcs long, long ago. She was rescued, but she 'faded' and went into the West to live her life quietly and without danger. Her kids were young (for Elves) and Elrond held one of the Rings and used it to protect Rivendell, so they all stayed. Elladan and Elrohir spent most of their time in the field with Ranger groups (last of the Numenorean descendants, like Aragorn), protecting the northern passes through the mountains and killing Orcs. I think. It's been a while since I read TT and I'm not at home, so there may be inaccuracies hidden in here.
I don't remember the twins much in the movies, but I *think* they found the Fellowship in Two Towers just before Aragorn took the path of the Dead. (If I were home I could watch it, dagnabit!) I *think* they brought Aragorn the flag/standard that Arwen had sewn for him after the Battle at Helm's Deep. I'm pretty sure I'm not hallucinating that scene.

If you haven't read the books yet,... I don't want to say *don't*, but there's a whole universe in the trilogy, the Hobbit and the books of the First Age. Approach with caution or LOTS of time on your hands. ;-)
13th-Aug-2010 07:22 pm (UTC)
Yeah!!

I am so glad I will not have to unveil the pout of death. I would truly have hated to use my secret weapon upon you.

Ahh poor clueless Chloe. She never is looking in the right place at the right time. Even if she did, she wouldn't interpret it right. Aragorn is going to have a uphill battle just getting her to Notice he is courting her.
13th-Aug-2010 07:29 pm (UTC)
So true! She wouldn't read it the right way, and if she did she'd think it was mere wishful thinking!
13th-Aug-2010 06:32 pm (UTC)
I love how seemlessly you've added Chloe and Clark into the Fellowship and I'm starting to feel a little bad for Aragorn, especially with Legoland--I mean Legolas--teasing him so much :):)
13th-Aug-2010 06:34 pm (UTC)
I'm getting "Legoland" stuck in my head too! :)
13th-Aug-2010 06:58 pm (UTC)
Awesome, awesome update. How you can take something as simple as hiding under a cloak together and make it into something so unbelievably sexy, I will never understand *grins* You have a gift with UST and smut.

I can't wait to see how a relationship develops between Clark and Legolas (I have been looking forward to that pairing since you announced it way back when).

Can't wait to see what happens next.
13th-Aug-2010 07:14 pm (UTC)
Ironically enough, the Chloe/Aragorn was supposed to be more sweet, less sexy...but it just AINT HAPPENING! Every time I write them together something semi-perverted is the outcome (hides face in shame). I'm considering upping the rating either later on in this fic, or in the two sequels that are planned just because of my perverted brain.

The Clark/Legolas will probably be a little slow in happening, but I'm looking forwards to that! lol
13th-Aug-2010 08:18 pm (UTC)
You know me and my perverted mind so I'm all for upping the rating of this fic and for the porny sequels *grins* There is no shame in making Chloe/Aragorn semi-perverted as it makes for amazingly good reading.
13th-Aug-2010 08:10 pm (UTC)
ahhh.. i like how aragorn stuggles with his desire,...but i'm doubtful he can resist chloe for long, right?! *happy, because you can't wirte the relationship sweet and slow going*

it's sad,that their diffrent ideology will be a large obstacle ...
and poor chloe... now aragorn's status makes her insecure

but lois is hilarious .... i love her ... poor ollie ... *smirk*

thanks for this...you're incredible, like always
13th-Aug-2010 08:13 pm (UTC)
*slaps face* I seriously am unable to stop the sexy encounters between them!

Yep, but every relationship has its obstacles...and I think anyone would be insecure if they realized the guy they were crushing on for a while now was actually the heir to the throne.

Yes. Ollie needs something to happen because he wont be able to handle being with Lois forever! lol
13th-Aug-2010 11:10 pm (UTC)
this is an awesome chapter . loved how chloe yelled and got everyone to listen to her . lois is a roti in this story lol. legolas is so funny and he loves to pick on aragorn the way that clark loved to pick on chloe lol. PPMS
14th-Aug-2010 01:02 am (UTC)
Somehow I see Clark not being able to be as bad with Chloe as Legolas will be with Aragorn. lol
14th-Aug-2010 12:43 am (UTC)
wowza these two are having sexy-moments all over the show! not that i'm complaining, i very much enjoy that. that scene under the blanket was hot!! once more this made my morning... now i am only sad because i will have to wait at least till the next morning for another one, and i have the patience of a two year old lol. but really liked this chapter. how chloe put them in their place (she's used to handling silly boys. justice league. nuff said.). and i like how clark and legolas both seem to share the knowledge about aragorn and chloe. and i LOVE LOVE LOVE jealous!aragorn over clark and chloe. hopefully there will be some more of that in the future...? Thanks for the update in any event, as always, i really enjoyed it!
14th-Aug-2010 01:11 am (UTC)
Well, I'm glad you are enjoying the scenes that were *not* supposed to be so sexual tension filled. :) I'm giving up and going to stop trying to fight them.

Exactly, Chloe's used to being the denmother and dealing with the justice league (and Lois) so she can handle a rowdy bunch easily.

There will be more jealous!aragorn in the future :)
14th-Aug-2010 12:58 am (UTC) - T Rating?
Woah! Are you sure this is only going to be a T rating???? Cause uhhh...the UST is pretty intense! :)
14th-Aug-2010 01:13 am (UTC) - Re: T Rating?
Haha, well, for *now* its a T+ rating, since I usually only have M if there is sex in the story...and there isn't supposed to be any sex in this part of the trilogy...but then again there wasn't supposed to be this much UST in this part of the trilogy either (sheepish grin) so you can never tell. If I see things going...south....*lecherous grin*...I'll up the rating.
14th-Aug-2010 01:53 am (UTC)
holy crap!! that was intense!! I cannot wait for an update!!
14th-Aug-2010 01:57 am (UTC)
Yay!
Hopefully I won't leave you waiting for too long.
14th-Aug-2010 03:30 pm (UTC)
''HOW can you be scared of vampires if you're wondering how much their skin is worth on the black market?'' Oh, Lo, you're awesome.

Did I tell you how MUCH I love your Twilight jokes? XD

I love how everyone interact! Only you. thos books and movies are ones of my favorites, so thanks for doing them justice. :P
14th-Aug-2010 03:32 pm (UTC)
Isn't she? lol
I'm so happy to hear that! And hopefully I continue to do them justice :)
9th-Sep-2010 06:10 am (UTC)
Oh you're torturing the both now and I wonder if Lois has been tempted to hurl the book at the wall and Oliver only just intervened in time :D

Love it.
9th-Sep-2010 12:15 pm (UTC)
Oh, yeah, Lois is probably feeling close to doing just about that!
10th-Oct-2010 10:49 pm (UTC)
Hehe. That was some seriously steamy UST going on between Chloe and Aragorn underneath that cloak! Poor Aragorn :) Loved how amused Chloe/Clark/Legolas were. *grins* I also think it's adorable with how Chloe is so worried about 'royal protocol' when interacting with Aragorn. Too cute. Loved the moment between them with his telling of his past and it's good that she finally knows about him being Isildur's Heir as well. It was bound to have come up anyway...

Chloe (and Clark) were absolutely wonderful during the Council meeting. Their speech was moving and very true to them and I loved how shocked everyone was over a woman telling/ordering them around. Haha. Also Aragorn was simply adorable with how proud he was. Aww. *snuggles him*

Clark and his being only super strong now-- I think it's a great idea and I totally agree with you-- It would have been too easy if Clark still had all his powers, the bad guys would be killed too fast. Him being not invulnerable any more though is seriously a little worrying... You better not kill him at some point!!! LoL.

Lois continues being great comedic relief and I was totally cracking up over her comments about Twilight and selling their glittering diamond skin on the black market. Hahaha. Poor Oliver having to put up with her all on his own :-)

Anyways, this was a absolutely wonderful chapter!!!
11th-Oct-2010 02:14 am (UTC)
Chloe/Aragorn are a URST Bomb that is trying not to explode---but it doesn't mean it wont!

They live in a male-centered society, so it was a shock for them for a woman to stand out and do something like that.
4th-Mar-2011 04:52 am (UTC)
I have been laughing really hard at this chapter. Legolas, why you got to be cockblocking aragorn!? Lois' comments are always hilarious! I can't wait for more. Seriously. I hope this is next on your plate for fics that are coming soon. Looking forward to the Legolas/Clark, which surprises me!

Erin

Edited at 2011-03-04 04:53 am (UTC)
4th-Mar-2011 05:02 am (UTC)
Because he has an evil little elvish heart and enjoys bothering Aragorn. lmfao
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