“Then why are you afraid of me?” he penetrated her eyes with his blue ones.
“Because you’re different!”
“And I always shall be. So shall you.”
“I wish you hadn’t lost your memory! It’s not fair!” she grumbled. “I wish we could be in Rivendell right now on the day you met me and you kissed me under the stars. I wish it was the same morning you took me to see the sunrise.”
“Emilie, can’t you love Leo as well?”
“I think I can. I mean I hope I can. It’s just that I love the memory of Legolas so much that-“
He stopped her. “I think I understand.”
Leo turned his back to her and began to walk away. She pursued him.
“Leo you don’t understand,” she protested.
“I do. Emilie, you love Legolas, you do not love me.”
“Leo you are Legolas! You are, and you can’t deny it! You have the same image and everything. You’ve simply changed because the world has changed and so have I just like I said. You remember a few things, and someday it will all come back.”
Leo said nothing. Emilie sighed and placed a hand upon his shoulder.
“Please, look at me.”
Leo turned and penetrated her gaze with his sapphire blue eyes. Emilie nearly turned away for want of breath as she gazed into his eyes. The color suddenly went to Emilie’s cheeks for she could think of nothing else to say. Leo stroked her cheek and inched forward.
“I think I love you, Emilie a lot more than I said before.”
“Love can sometimes not be explained nor should it be. All I know is that I have trouble breathing when I am with you. You are beautiful, sweet, insane at times, but I love you.”
“Love cant always be perfect I guess.”
“Love is just love,” he finished.
The silence was too thick. They simply stared at each other for several moments Leo running his hands through Emilie’s hair as she gazed into his blue eyes. Emilie sighed, and a tear trickled down her cheek. Leo took her face in his hands and pushed the tear away with his finger.
“I promise you, I will try harder,” he said. “I will try to be the perfect person you want me to be. Just so I can have you.”
“I want you to be whoever you want to be, Leo. I want you to be you.”
“But you also want me to be Legolas, and I will try to do that.”
She took one of his hands and caressed it as he inched his lips toward her. Emilie stopped him placing her hands against his chest.
“Shouldn’t we be trying to leave? I don’t think we should linger here much longer.”
He smiled. “You are right. I guess we should have romance elsewhere.”
Leo turned and picked up one of the blankets. She noticed he had brought two backpacks with him, and Emilie picked up one.
“What are in these?” she asked.
“Clothes, food, and first aid kits. Em, I also brought this,” Leo reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out something Emile had never used and never wished to use in her life.
“I fount it in your dad’s desk drawer. I don’t know how useful it might be.”
“Leo, put the gun away,” Emilie said taking it herself and shoving it into one of the backpacks pouches.
“You afraid of them?” Leo asked.
Emilie didn’t answer.
“Have you ever used them before?” Leo asked.
“I practice with archery bows and arrows. I hope you brought the one from my closet in my room. I’m better with those.”
“Emilie, you can’t defeat the Nazgul with bows and arrows,” Leo argued showing her that he had brought them as he lifted off one of the blankets handing it to her.
“Yes, but we can not look for them. If it is meant to be, Eowyn will find us.”
“Eowyn? How do you know?” he asked.
Emilie replied while smiling, “Because you found me.”
“So where are we going?” he asked.
“We need to get to the airport, but we need a car,” she said. “Let’s go over to Susan’s house. She turns over backwards for me.”
“Isn’t Susan the one with the crazy parents who pick up the extension every time she gets a phone call?”
“Yes, and pray that they’re not home.”
Fortunately, they weren’t home, and Susan insisted they stay with her for a little while at least. Emilie couldn’t explain everything to her even though Susan was a dear friend and loved the Lord of the Rings. Emilie didn’t want her involved. She knew the Nazgul would kill whoever was in their way, and Emilie didn’t want to be standing over the dead body of her friend. They wouldn’t stay long she promised.
When they arrived, Susan insisted on them coming in for a few minutes. Emilie couldn’t explain anything to her, but she did tell Susan they needed help. Emilie sipped the hot cocoa her friend had given her and sampled one of the chocolate chip cookies.
“Are you in some kind of trouble?” asked Susan.
“I can’t say. I don’t want you involved,” Emilie answered. “But we need your car. Is it ok if we drive your car to the airport and then you can pick it up there?”
“Well, sure,” Susan replied. “My parents will torture me for a few months, but go ahead.”
Emilie grinned at her friend’s response. Susan was so light and fun. Emilie always went to her for a laugh; and process foods. Susan lived off of them, and whenever Em couldn’t find any junk food in the house, Susan invited her right over for pizza rolls and fig newtons.
“Oh, Emilie! I started another story. I want to show you,” she squealed.
Like Emilie, Susan loved to write. One thing she also did that Emilie could not do was paint. Susan was a fabulous painter, and Emilie always commissioned her for things.
“Ok, let’s go. I’ll be right back,” she told Leo and kissed his cheek lightly.
He chuckled as the two girls left for the downstairs where Susan’s computer was. He glanced at the paper on the table and the headline. Couple found injured in home; parents and baby taken to hospital. Leo held his breath when he took a look at the pictures and the names that matched them.
“Oh no!” he said softly looking at the names Heather and Andy.
It was Emilie’s sister. He instantly stood up and hurried down the stairs pulling Emilie out of the chair.
“We need to leave now,” he told her.
“What?” she asked standing up.
“NOW!” he yelled showing her the newspaper.
Emilie’s knees nearly buckled when she saw the faces. “No, no, no!” she hyperventilated. “Can’t be! No, Leo!”
“They’re fine, Emilie. They were taken to the hospital, and the baby’s fine. But we’ve got to get away from here.”
“What’s going on?” asked Susan.
Emilie replied, “I want you to take your parent’s car, get your little brother, and drive to the nearest police station.”
“There’s no time. Quickly now go!”
As Emilie released that last word, Leo heard glass shattering from the third floor. Emilie’s eyes widened as a shock expression of horror released upon her face. He instantly grabbed the two girls hands and forced them to run up the stairs and out the garage door. Susan threw him the keys, as the garage’s back door burst open, and three men dressed in black issued out. Susan stopped frozen in mid tracks as they raised a gun.
“Get in the car, Sue!” Emilie yelled.
Before she could move, a loud shot issued from the gun. Emilie screamed as she watched her friend collapse into the car.