Hello Everyone,

I just want to thank everyone who takes the time to read this story. I Hope you all will enjoy this story. This is my first attempt in writing a story where the OC is from our world so I really don't know how good it's going to turn out. I'm sorry if the first chapter seems kinda boring and confusing, don't worry everything will slowly be explained as the story goes on.

As always I hope you all will enjoy the story and I will appreciate any feedback you have to give!

Love you all!

Mireya 3

Story Summary: Suri Paige Hart once lived a happy and normal life. She was in love with her best-friend and together they created a beautiful little girl. But her happiness did not last as long as she envisioned it. It's now just her and her daughter and things have not been easy for Suri to pick up the broken pieces of her life. Suri wakes up in a strange land and has no recollection of who she is or anything to do with her previous life and is taken in by the oddest company when she signs up for something she never would have dreamed of.

"Hello? Are you alright? Lass?" A voice of concern asked. Squinting from the brightness that shined above, she rubbed her eyes and slowly opened them. All she saw was a thick film of blurriness in her vision trying to see who was talking to her. The figure was slowly coming clearer and she slightly furrowed her brows. This person was quite short, with curly light brown hair and wore the strangest clothing. What era did this guy think he was from? She wondered to herself. The girl sat up and that's when she saw he had no shoes on his feet. They were huge! What human being had big hairy feet! Frightened, the girl started to back away and the short man automatically came towards her to calm her down. " I'm not gonna hurt you. You don't have to be frightened." He explained calmly.

"W-what are you? A Dwarf?" The girl asked, looking up at the strange little man.

"No. I'm not a Dwarf. I'm a Hobbit." The Halfling clarified stepping back a bit and that's when it should have been obvious to her that this was no Dwarf, especially when he didn't posses a long scruffy beard for one. But one question still remained: what on earth was a Hobbit?

"And what exactly is a Hobbit? Can't say I've ever run into one." She questioned.

"Well, were Shire-folk. Halflings. We enjoy eating and have a love of all things that grow." The Hobbit explained to the confused young girl.

"Uh-huh" The girl mumbled.

"And what are you? An Elf?" The Hobbit guessed, as he looked her over and knew she definitely was no Hobbit or Dwarf. Possibly Man's blood.

"An Elf? No. I'm a human." She muttered. The Hobbit looked at her funny for a second as he looked at her odd clothing she wore.

"What's your name? I'm Bilbo Baggins." The Hobbit introduced.

The girl went to open her mouth, but nothing came out. It didn't occur to her until now that she couldn't seem to recall her name. She looked at the ground, thinking real hard. She had a name didn't she? Why wasn't it coming to her? Why wasn't anything coming to her about who she was? "Um, I don't know." The girl admitted in a whisper. " I can't remember anything."

"You don't know who you are?" Bilbo repeated with a questionable look.

"No I don't." She insisted, shaking her head. It made no sense to her at all. " I mean I know that's a goat and a pony and things like that and I know I can read," She explained, pointing to the animals eating in the field "but when I try to remember anything about who I am it's just blank."

"Wait. What's this?" The Hobbit asked curiously as he held the strange object attached to her shirt. He narrowed his eyes and started muttering to himself. " S-S-Suri." He sounded. " Suri. Is Suri your name?"

The girl looked down at the name tag on her shirt. Mouthing the name over and over again. It didn't seem to trigger anything for her. But why else would she be wearing a name if it wasn't her own? " I guess call my Suri." She told him, only to think seconds later. Suri. What a strange name. The redheaded girl stood up from the ground and was now slightly towering over the Hobbit and looked around.

Their are houses under the hills. She may not have a clue who she is or was. But she did know that houses, generally were on top of the hills, not under them.

"I don't recognize anything here. What is this place?" Suri asked out loud.

"The Shire." Bilbo informed.

"The Shire?" She repeated in confusion. "Is that on Earth?"

"You mean Middle Earth?" The Hobbit corrected.

"Middle Earth? No I mean Earth. Planet Earth!"

Bilbo didn't believe her at first that she couldn't remember who she was. He just thought maybe she hit her head and that it would come back to her, but now he could see she was telling the truth. She really didn't know anything at all and she was talking nonsense. " You really don't know who you are, do you?"

"Do you think I would be joking about this if I did?" She challenged. " I don't remember anything. I don't know where I'm from!? Hell I don't even know why this name tag says Suri and if that is my name. But I do know that I have this strange feeling that I am not supposed to be here. I don't know why, but I feel like I'm supposed to be somewhere else."

Without saying anymore. Suri started walking towards the path and Bilbo ran in front of her, causing her to stop. " I can't let you go wandering around, when you don't have a clue who you are or where you are. Please you can stay a few days at my place and tomorrow we can go out and see if anyone has seen you around or knows who you are." Bilbo begged her.

The redhead glared at the ground for a few minutes. Did she really want to be out wandering in a place she didn't know? Run into things she wasn't aware of? Or worse? Maybe this so called Hobbit was right. What harm was it going to do if she stayed at his home for a day or 2? Maybe she was just under the weather and needed some rest and everything would be back to normal in the morning. " Okay, fine." She agreed.

Bilbo led the way down the path that would take them to his home. Along the way, Suri couldn't help but feel everyone look at her as they passed. Was she really that strange to them? "W-why are they all looking at me?"

The Hobbit looked to his fellow kin, before turning to look at the girl. " We don't normally have tall folk wandering through the Shire." He informed her.

"Tall folk?" She mumbled to herself. She wasn't that much taller then them? And why wasn't it normal? Didn't all sorts of people live here, besides them? Suri kept her head down most of the way as the two of them climbed the winding road until it led to the last few houses on the hill. The Hobbit veered off the path and started ascending up the tiny steps that led to a round green door. This land was strange to her. Hobbit's and round doors. Something didn't feel right to her. Bilbo opened the door and motioned for the bewildered girl to go in.

Suri was amazed she didn't have to duck in. She was sure she was going to have to and she peered around the immediate area. She saw a kitchen, a living room, hallways. This home seemed normal enough. Bilbo took her to his living room and got her to sit in his chair near the hearth. " Tea. Do you like tea?" He asked.

The girl went to say something but then closed her mouth and wondered. " I don't know. To be honest. But I'll try it and see. Maybe I do." She guessed. Not sure at all. The Hobbit nodded and put a pot of water on to boil. While Bilbo was out in his kitchen, Suri waited in the chair looking around and saw the shelves of old looking books. She got up and wandered over and read the titles. So far none of them she could recall hearing of and pulled out one of the books that had pictures of all the lands in Middle Earth as the Hobbit had referred to this world. She crawled back onto the chair and started flipping through the pages and had never heard of a place called, Rivendell, Bree, The Shire or any of the other names she read. She knew places like New York, Alaska, Canada, United States. Where these places came from was beyond her.

She had to be dreaming and she just needed to wake up, that was the only explanation. Without further thinking she slapped herself in the face as hard as she could and cringed. If she was dreaming, the pain she felt now shouldn't be real. Her face literally felt like it was on fire. Bilbo entered the room and saw the redness that now covered the side of her cheek. " Are you alright? The side of your face is a bit red." He told her.

"I'm fine. Just was trying something." Suri mumbled awkwardly.

" Here's your tea." Bilbo said, passing her a small cup. Curiously, the girl held the cup up to her nose. It smelt sweet to her, and she took a small sip.

"This is good." She stated. " I guess I do like tea." Suri added, a faint smile coming to her. She knew one thing about herself. She now knew she liked tea. Suddenly she heard a grumble coming from her stomach not realizing how hungry she was until now.

"Do you have anything to eat?" She asked politely.

"What would you-" Bilbo stopped himself, before finishing the end of that sentence. Like she was gonna know what she liked. " I'll see what I have." The Hobbit went over to his pantry and pulled out a variety of stuff. He had no idea where he was going to start tomorrow with trying to help this girl figure out who she was. She was odd, strange even. She spoke in words he didn't quite understand. Like for one she thought she was from a place called Planet Earth? Where was that?

He brought the girl some food of all sorts. Carrots, a bun, cheese, and more and sat in the chair across from her, watching her as she took a small bit from everything trying to figure out if she liked it or not. The Hobbit cooked dinner later that evening and discovered she was not fond of fish at all. Suri crawled back onto the chair, wrapped herself in a blanket in front of the hearth, staring into the fire with only one thought going over and over in her mind. If she wasn't dreaming, then where was she and how did she end up here and why couldn't she remember anything about herself?