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The first thing I hear as I come back to reality is the quiet chirp of a bird and then when my eyes start to flutter open I make out a grayish blur hovering over me. As I move upwards the sharp pain in my head comes to me, I sludge down to the ground again with my eyes fully open. Blinking and staring at the new figure above me. The blur turns into a human and the human turns into an old man.
"Who are you?" He asks with a soft but wise voice. I blink a couple times and get a good look at him, long bread, wise eyes, grey hair. Gandalf?
"I'm, well, Natasha," I blurt out.
"Natasha, that's a new name," He mumbles as he stands up slowly, clutching onto his staff. I don't believe my eyes its actually Gandalf or a really good actor. I scramble up, trying my best to ignore the throbbing pain in my head as I wipe at the wetness of the dew on my back. "Are you a hobbit?" He asks me, have I transformed into a hobbit? I glance down, nope.
"No sorry sir, this is how tall I am," I answer back, I should of honestly not even of looked down. People have asked me this all the time, "Are you even in highschool," or, "You are so short," Idiots pointing out the obvious, story of my life.
"You're taller than a hobbit, but just a tad bit shorter then one of my dwarf friends," He says as he looks over me. I must look quite different, in my normal human cloth- What? I stare down with wide green eyes at myself, instead of my favorutire runners I'm wearing thin leather boots. And brownish tight pants and a greenish shirt. Its not something you would see where I am from, its too adventureous like. But how did my clothes change? Who changed my clothes, Gandalf!? No, no but what in the world is happening!? "Could you tell me where I am?" Maybe this is a dream, maybe this is my dream state when I black out.
"Well you're in middle earth," He answers with a dumbfounded look on his face. If this is some sort of fair they have really really serious actors.
"Well the thing is I don't think I belong here," I bumble as I sneak a peek at the scenery. This looks exactly like how I remember Middle Earth on the screen. Beautiful tall trees, a stunning environment and a peaceful essence surrounding it. At least I'm not in Mordor.
"Then where are you from?" He is very curious, but who would not be if some random girl appeared in a field of grass. Should I really answer that though? If I say I am from Earth he might think I'm mad, because there is no earth as far as he is concerned. I don't want him to think I'm crazy.
"I'm from, hm, I don't know. All I know is I blackout and then I'm lying right here," I point at the faded spot in the grass where I was knocked out. Hey I'm technically not lying.
"I think maybe you should come with me," He suggests, with a grin I accept. He must think I'm mad but I'm going somewhere with Gandalf! But I can't let him know I know him. What would he make of that? Coming from a planet called earth and already knowing him. There is a soft breeze in the air as he speaks. "I'm Gandalf the Grey if you wanted to know my name and I'm camped up over here with my company," I nod and peacefully listen to the rhythm of his staff hitting the ground, its actually relaxing and I feel normal, though in my stunned faze I have a feeling things will become emotional later.
"Ah, yes here we are," He says as we go up a little further. Oh my lord. I pause as he goes on and stare. Dwarfs and a hobbit. Dwarfs and a hobbit! I must be dreaming. As I hurry to catch up with Gandalf I count them over in my head, recognizing all of them. There is Bombur, the fat one, and Bofur, Gloin, Dori, Nori, Bifur, Oin, Dwalin, Balin, Ori and right over there is Biblo! And Fili! And Kili!
It's just like going into a classroom in the middle of a lesson. All the dwarfs and hobbit stop what they're doing and concrete on me. It's even more awkward in this situation because I know every single one of them off by heart and I actually like them.
"I like you all to meet Natasha," Gandalf announces over the silence. I hear a couple at your services and names being said out loud but with a hint of curiousness and confusion. I spot Biblo look over at me and I look back at him, my head cocks as well as his until he goes back to looking at Gandalf. They wanted to know more about me as badly as I wanted to know if they were real.
"Gandalf, whose this?" A rather stern voice calls out as he comes closer to us. Oh my lord, I did not even notice Thorin but now he's here, walking towards us. Expect he looks like does not want a hug.
"This girl is called Natasha, I found her over there. She seems to be confused about where she is," Gandalf informs him as Thorin peers at me under a firm glare. Oh my fluttering heart.
"I need to speak with you," Thorin says as he goes over to Gandalf, pulling him away and leaving me with looks from the dwarfs. Some of them get back to the work and others whisper to their neighbours.
I have no clue of what to do so I stare at the ground and dig my feet into the hard dirt. This is so much more awkward. I hear a bit of shuffling and look upwards, in front of me stands Fili and Kili with adorable grins on both of their faces. "Are you new around here?" Fili asks.
"I guess you could say that."
"Where exactly did Gandalf find you?" Kili asked. I pointed in the vade direction; both of them gazed down where I was pointing. "I'm really sorry but right now I am so confused," I say as I lazily drop my hand to the side.
"Why would you be confused?" Fili asks.
"I don't know, I just don't think this is all real," I confess to them.
"I can assure you it is," Kili says with a small laugh.
"Oh I don't know about that," I say with a sad huff. The dwarf brothers are nice enough care about me being alone and lead me into the middle of the camp.
The awkwardness disappears quickly as each dwarf introduces themselves to me one on one. But I'm sure many of them do not want me here, but they probably just want to be respectable around females. By the time introductions are over and the day is fading Thorin and Gandalf return with an agreement for me to stay for the night and things will be settled in the morning. Thorin would be horrible at poker because the minute I see his face I know he does not want me here at all. I could be some orc spy in his eyes, that's probably the way he wants me to see him.
As I settle down to go to sleep in an extra sleeping bag I think about why I'm here. I always wished for something like this to happen and now that it has happened I feel confused, upset, happy. I should be concerned about going home but right now all I want to do is fall asleep and wake up right beside the dwarfs, the wizard and the hobbit.
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