A/N: This story was also written before I started my writing course and it is mostly in its original form. Hehe, this one gave Tolkien Estates a coronary. Contained in the story are the lyrics to 'Don't Leave Me on My Own' by Chris Isaac from his Forever Blue album. These lyrics have been slightly altered to fit the mood of the story within the context they appear. They were translated into Elvish using the Elvish Dictionary and Phrase book provided by The Grey Company. No copyright infringement was intended to either Mr. Isaac or his record label. Any names, mainly that of animals, you don't recognize as Tolkien belong to me. Elvish used is from either Tolkien or The Grey Company.

In addition, this is an unauthorized fan fiction, and I do not claim to know Orlando Bloom personally, nor do I pose any personal thoughts, disrespect, or ill will toward him in the way I wrote his character. All romantic scenes are merely the work of my imagination as a writer and are not meant to be suggestive. This is merely a work of fiction. This story has both Legolas and Orlando Bloom with an original character.

A/N2: I have gone through and corrected names in which errors were pointed out to me, and yes, the 'perfect' child was pointed out to me as well and all I have to say to that is your child develops to be the person you raise them to be.

Please also note that this story contains an evil Boromir and dark Galadriel in parts - the part in which they appear as dark characters in the heroine's dream - the dream splits off into reality when Gandalf returns to the Company, and since part of this is in fact a dream, it is intended to be Mary Sue-ish.


I'm Moving to Middle Earth


The Awakening to Change

Galadriel couldn't sleep, something was wrong. Quietly, she donned her robe and left the nosse that she shared with her husband, Celeborn in their home in Lothlorien. She seemed like a ghost as she glided silently down to her mirror, a sacred pool that allowed her to see things unknown.

A whisper drew her this night. 'I' palurin kanttaty.' The world is changed. 'Amin tyavta e' i' alu.' I feel it in the water. 'Amin tyavta e' i' kemen.' I feel it in the earth. 'Amin firta e' i' vilya.' I smell it in the air. Something was coming, but tonight's glimpse into the mirror did not comfort her, for even the mirror could not tell her what was wrong, or what was coming. Sighing heavily, she returned to her sleeping husband and tried to find comfort in his soft, rhythmic breathing.


Preface

Teresa and Adrian Thompson wanted a child badly. They had been married in 2001 and had not been successful though they tried often. Finally, they were blessed with a son they named James. They had experienced so many problems having James, that they decided he would be an only child. Though his parents doted on him, James was not spoiled and cared more for his parents than he did himself. Just before James' third birthday, Adrian asked him what he wanted. "A puppy, a puppy," he said, and his eyes twinkling, James jumped up and down as he clapped his hands.

"Please don't go," Teresa begged the next day. "Not today, something about you going today doesn't feel right." Adrian was getting ready to take James to pick out his puppy, while Teresa prepared for the party, which would consist of James, Adrian, both sets of grandparents and herself. The closer the time came for them to leave however, the worse she felt. Adrian knew not to question Teresa's instincts. More often than not, her instincts proved true. However, James had his heart set on going to pick out his puppy before the party, and would not be swayed to wait, so he and Adrian left to go puppy shopping. That was the last time Teresa ever saw her beloved husband and son. The accident was unavoidable, even for a driver as experienced as Adrian. After hearing the news, Teresa closed herself off to everyone who loved her; she was admitted to the psychiatric ward where she retreated into a dream…