Hey, I have decided to rewrite the story, and here is the first chapter rewritten. It combines the old first and second chapter and is alot better written, and longer.

I hope you enjoy it.

Lovesya,

Shelby

p.s. I dont own Lord of the Rings or anything related. I only own Rachel, Alec, and Aiden.

Chapter One: An Interesting Beginning

Alec sighed and glared at the computer screen. She looked at the pile of papers on the desk and sighed again. Then she glanced around, locating the Lord of the Rings books on the full shelves (along with every book Tolkien had ever written), she sighed, wishing she could be reading them. Anything besides this. Her eyes caught on all the pictures cluttering the desk and walls. Alec had graduated as a photographer and enjoyed taking pictures. There were very few pictures of her, maybe five in all. She tended to be the one behind the camera. She was never alone in the pictures she was in, most were with Aiden, her twin, and some were with Rachel, her best friend. A few pictured her on Aiden's lap or back, some his arms wrapped around her shoulders. They were very close.

Her favorite two pictures out of the bunch were of Aiden. He was sitting at this very desk and appeared to be typing something. He was starring out the window, lost in thought but his fingers rested on the keyboard poised to type. Aiden had a slight smile on his face and his eyes were unfocused. His black hair was casually disheveled and he was leaning back in the chair. Alec's next favorite was obviously taken right after that one. This time Aiden was starring at the camera, his slight smile becoming a full one. The dreaminess hadn't quite left his eyes but they were slightly more focused.

Alec sighed and went back to the task at hand, which was the most hated thing in Alec's world. Taxes. Math wasn't her strong point, neither was sitting still.

"Aiden!" Alec called, smiling. She could always get Aiden to take her turn at it.

Alec and Aiden lived together in a medium sized house. When there parents had died they had left behind a large amount of money, allowing the twins' to buy what they wanted and to chase their dream jobs, Aiden a writer and Alec a photographer. The house was a white two story house with and remodeled attic and basement. There were two bedrooms (three if you counted the attic which was Aiden's room/library), two bathrooms, a living room, dining room, and kitchen. One of the bedrooms had been made into the office that Alec sat in now, the other was Alec's room.

It was early, only 9 o' clock in the morning and Alec had yet to change out of her pajamas. She wore a pair of plaid cotton pants and a light blue tank top that showed a sliver of her flat stomach. Her long hair was pulled back into a messy bun with her long bangs framing her face.

Aiden came to the door way, fully dressed. He wore dark wash jeans, an open striped green button down with a brown t-shirt underneath, and a pair of spotless black vans.

"Yes," he raised an eyebrow at the frustrated and bored woman in front of him.

Alec and Aiden were very different. They had, though, three things in common. One they looked alike (though Alec was shorter about a full foot shorter then Aiden's 6'1"). Both had deep green eyes and wavy black hair, Alec's though was long. Two they both loved Lord of the Rings, though Alec was the only one who wanted to marry various characters. And three they loved each other very much. That was where all the similarities ended.

Alec was a bold young woman who seemed to be always smiling. She had a certain innocent air around her; she had wide eyes that always seemed to be taking in everything around her with a childlike view. She was very much a little girl at heart, she still saw things in that clear black and white way. There was good and evil but no middle ground for her. Though some of her innocence had seemed to disappear when they're parents had died. She no longer listened or trusted anyone, she trusted Aiden and Rachel but listened to neither. But that was it. She was still happy and only those who had known her since before her parents death would say that they had seen her happier.

Aiden was quiet and soft spoken. Countering Alec's seemingly perpetual happiness, not that he seemed unhappy, he just had a more reserved way of showing it. He was a twinkle in his eyes (when he wasn't staring off into space), though he rarely laughed. Sometimes when he thought no one was watching he would take to watching Alec with a concerned face, he saw the differences if no one else did.

"Aiden?" Alec smiled her sweetest. "Will you do me a huge favor?"

"What do you want?" Aiden said already knowing what was coming next and knowing that he would do whatever Alec asked.

"Will you take my turn at the taxes, please?" Alec kept her sweet smiling on.

"I don't know…" Aiden sighed. Alec batted her eyelashes at him, playing him for all it was worth.

"Please?"

"I guess," Aiden smiled slightly. "You know exactly how to get what you want don't you?"

"Of course!" Alec smiled brightly. "I'm gonna go and take a shower and get dressed." She left the room and Aiden took her seat, quickly as possible he finished the taxes, which wasn't that quickly.

An hour later Alec appeared at the office doorway. She was now dressed, she wore a short white skirt and a blue form-fitted t-shirt with black flip-flops. Her thick hair was brushed and hung down half way down her back and around her shoulders, while her bangs framed her face

"'lo, Aiden!" Alec skipped across the room and hopped into his lap. She stared at the computer screen and saw that he had finished the taxes and was writing once again. "Oooh another story!"

"Yes, but wait until I'm finished to read it, please." Aiden gave her ponytail a gentle tug. "Now get out of my lap so I can cook something."

"Kay!" Alec hopped of his lap and skipped to the kitchen Aiden following at a much slower pace. She sat on a the island and swung her feet as Aiden moved around the kitchen making, it seemed, pasta salad (the good kind not the nasty kinds). They talked, well Alec talked and Aiden listened, adding comments and bits of advice here and there as she told about her work, things happening with the wedding of Rachel, and how much Alec didn't like the groom, Mark. Personally Aiden agreed but didn't say anything.

The phone rang and Aiden paused in his cooking, picked up the cordless phone, and tossed it to Alec.

"'lo?" Alec pressed the talk button. "Hey, love….What's wrong?...WHAT? THAT SON OF A……sorry….of course….yeah…Come on over, I'll supply the pop corn, movies, and drink, you just get over here…..as soon as possible….Aiden's making pasta salad...Bye…See ya later."

Alec hung up and looked sadly at Aiden.

"That was Rachel. Her and Mark have called off the wedding and engagement. Mark cheated on her."

Aiden looked up sharply from where he was cutting vegetables.

"That son of a-"

"That's what I said," Alec cut him off. "So I invited her over so we could watch Lord of the Rings. You're cooking lunch."

"Of course," Aiden nodded, he normally would object to being drafted into doing something, but given the circumstances, he agreed readily.

The pasta salad was finished and the pop corn was, well, popping when there came a knock on the door. Alec hopped off her place the counter and ran to get the door, leaving Aiden to get the pop corn and such.

Alec opened the door ushering Rachel in, giving her a once over. Rachel didn't look so good. Her hair was pulled into a sloppy pony tail while it was normally neatly done. She wore a black hoodie and sweatpants. Rachel normally didn't wear black or sweatpants. Her face was tear streaked and her eyelashes were wet.

Alec dragged Rachel into the living room and they sat down as Aiden came in with a big bowl of pasta salad, three plates and forks, and a humongous bowl of pop corn.

"Hello, Rach," He looked at her and felt a surge of anger. For possibly the first time since the foster family he was thinking violent thoughts. He really wanted to beat the you-know-what out of a son of a bi-bad word named Mark.

"Hi, Aiden," Rachel reached for a plate which Aiden handed to her, full of pasta salad, along with a fork. "Thanks."

"You're welcome," Aiden replied, handing another plate to Alec before getting up and putting The Fellowship of the Rings DVD in, pushing play and sitting back down. Alec lay draped across the couch with her head in Aiden's lap, somehow managing to eat. Rachel sat on the floor with her back on Aiden's legs. "Do you want my spot, Rachel?"

"No, I like sitting on the ground," Rachel reached for the remote and turned on the subtitles. As everyone finished their pasta salad at different times they handed them to Aiden, who in turn put them on the coffee table. The popcorn lay in Rachel's lap and at regular intervals Alec and Aiden would reach down and grab a hand full.

They watched in partial silence, broken only by Alec's voice saying, "Ugh, nothing like in the books," or "Ooooh, he's sooo hawt," and the shushing sound that followed such comments. When they reached a romantic Arwen/Aragorn moment the twins' heard a soft sniffle.

"Its okay, Rach," Aiden reached down and squeezed her shoulder. "You deserve way better than him."

"I-i-ii know, it doesn't help though." Rachel sniffled again. "I wish I could go to Middle Earth. The men are so much nicer there. Here men are jerks."

"Hey!" Aiden looked indignant.

"Not you Aiden, of course." Rachel sighed. "Wouldn't it be so nice to go there though? All the guys are so nice."

"Yeah, and we could learn swordsmanship and archery." Alec stared at the screen longingly.

"Elrond and Gandalf must know a lot. I wonder if they would teach me." Aiden was already imagining learning from them.

"We could have cool outfits and everything." Alec sighed.

"Yeah…" Rachel trailed off.

The room was silent again as they continued to watch the movie.

'I wish I could go to Middle Earth' they all thought and, though they didn't know it, at the same time.

There was a flash, a boom, a bang, and darkness…

Hope you enjoyed it, I think its alot better than my first try.

Thanx,

Shelby