Author's Note:
Ok so with the request of a reviewer I am going to make this a long chapter which means lots of humor and details! Prepare for the journey to begin in this one! This chapter mainly focuses on the hobbits in the shire as well as their trip to Rivendell. And I will stop my rambling and get on with the story!
Chapter Three
Concerning Hobbits
Manen elyë tíra minna nya hendi,
Ve láta ennyn mittanya elyë undu
Minna nya endë, mas I harya natolo
Tér gwan, pen a fëa, nya súlë fúmë
Frodo and Indi glanced at one another as they tried to figure out the disappearance of his guardian, they continued to stay with the group for the finals of the celebration to not be rude.
"What do you think happened?" Indi asked walking beside Frodo who seemed to drag his feet along the earth, eyes plastered to the ground as if deep in thought. Indi could tell something was on his mind though he probably did not trust her enough to confide with.
"Can I tell you something without you thinking it is something off," Frodo whispered as they made his way home to Bag End.
"Of course," Indi replied in excitement, moving closer and bending so that she could be ear level with the little hobbit, who looked as if he now did not want to say what was on his mind.
"I think that Bilbo is up to something," he finally said quickly, causing Indi to have to think on the words he spoke so quickly. His house was no more than ten seconds away, meaning the conversation was now over till they could see what was behind the door.
"Gandalf?" Indi and Frodo question in unison upon entry to the small home. Indi just the right height to not need to bend over. Frodo walked over to the wizard with worry written across his face, the older man gave a small nod.
"He is gone isn't he?" Frodo asked in a whisper.
"He has left you bag end," Gandalf replied turning from the open flame. Holding out an envelope that had been sealed with wax, Indi peering over the small hobbit's shoulder. It looked like nothing of importance but the demeanor of the elder before them said otherwise.
"What is so important about a ring?" Indi asked as Frodo let the one ring rest in his hand. She watched as Frodo picked the golden piece between his index and thumb to watch it as Gandalf turned his back to them.
"Do you see anything?" Gandalf asked.
"No." Frodo answered still gazing at it, turning it for Indi to see. "Wait..."
"Yeah," Indi whispered watching as the inscription began to appear. "What does it say?" She looked to Frodo who clearly was trying in vain to understand what the weird scripture was.
"It's a form of elvish but I can not read it," Frodo said.
"Not many can," Gandalf said. Gandalf grabbed another envelope holding it open for Frodo to drop the ring in. He quickly sealed it and then marked it with the same wax seal as the previous one, Frodo and Indi watching him cautiously, unaware of the journey they were about to embark on.
"The ring is your now. Keep it out of sight and safe," Gandalf replied to their questioning looks.
"Where are you going?" Frodo asked finally as Gandalf hurriedly to gather his things.
"I have some things I must see to," Gandalf answered.
"What things?" Indi asked, Gandalf gave her a warning glare.
"Questions. Questions that need answering," Gandalf replied.
"But you have only just arrived!" Frodo cried. "I don't understand..." Gandalf stopped at the door to turning to look sadly at them.
"Neither do I. Keep it secret," he whispered bend closer to the young hobbit. "Keep it safe." With the parting words the wizard left the pair wondering what had just transpired.
Kristy
Quëmas yelwa, mennai elyë tuv ta
Ennas ah tegi ten ad bar...
(eccoita mír ama)
Kristy appeared in the main entrance after many hours of the seamstress poking and prodding her body with needles, she was finally released much to her excitement. She rushed from the room and looked around the main hall, not quite remembering if she was suppose to be some where.
"Looking for my sister?" Elrohir asked walking up, Kristy narrowed her eyes in suspicion.
"Are you like stalking me?" she asked poking her finger into his chest. The elf raised and elegant eyebrow at the human girl, a breath taking smile appearing on his face as his musical laughter filled the hall.
"Stalk?" he laughed.
"Yes. You always come around!" she yelled.
"I do live here. I am free to walk the halls as I please," he replied with a grin as Kristy's cheeks turned a light pink at the realization he was correct.
"My you look beautiful!" Arwen cried rushing up to the young girl. Kristy glanced over Arwen in her light purple flowing dress in comparison to her pure white one.
"I feel like I'm in a wedding," Kristy confessed.
"Why ever so?" Arwen asked, the golden vines carefully stitched into her fabric, danced from the skirt of her dress up to the bodice and down the sleeves, making the human pass almost for an elf.
"She believes I am stalking her," Elrohir interrupted.
"It does appear you are, dear brother. Are you taken with her?" Arwen asked with a hopeful smile. It had been sometime since she had chosen her beloved though her brother neglected to find love themselves.
"Of course not," Elrohir scoffed walking away. Turning his head over his shoulder he added. "She is human."
"Well how about a big giant fu-" Kristy was cut short as Arwen gripped her arm and pulled her out the entrance of the main hall and into the sun light of the beautiful outdoors. Kristy's jaw once again found itself hanging open as she tried to take in the beautiful of Rivendell.
"Let us talk about where you are from," Arwen said with a smile, curious to know more about this stranger before her father's banquet. Together the girls walked throughout Rivendell, though Kristy did not want to speak much she noticed the elven maiden was enjoying talking about all she could with her.
"So, why is your brother stalking me?" Kristy asked.
"I think he fancies you," Arwen answered happily eying her brother from across the way, who quickly ducked behind the tree as if he were not seen by his sister. He was still unnoticed by the human, he himself could admit he harbored no feelings for the girl, if anything he found her annoying but he was curious about where she had fallen from when they had discovered her in the woods that faithful day.
"What do you do from you home?" Arwen asked.
"Well my sister owns a range store," Kristy answered, seeing the puzzled look on Arwen's face she continued to answer her silent question. "It is like place to practice long range uh weapons?" The elf's face lit up at the mention of something she knew.
"You know archery? Come we must test your skills!" Arwen exclaimed.
Jessica
Eccoita mír ama nedh
Eccoita mír ama nedh
Cân nya eneth ah nin uin ir dûr
Jessica's chest heaved in pain as she was unable to take the armor anymore, she began to pray that by some miracle what ever god was watching her laughing would have some mercy and take her pain away! She stared at the sky above and looked over to Faramir who was constantly watching her with suspecting eyes.
"What?" she huffed shifting the shield on her back.
"You have never had a days work in your life have you lad?" Faramir asked. He moved in closer to Jessica causing her alarm to raise automatically her mind went to the worst case scenario, they be head her and leave her to die in the field!
"I work yes, but not with heavy equipment," Jessica retorted in annoyance bouncing the shield on her back once more.
"We are almost there," Boromir called back to the two. Jessica sighed happily ready to lay down and relax, the captain she learned was the son of a King of some sort and they were not able to rest until the urgent message was completed. She also learned that traveling on her own was not the best of ideas, she was no longer in her time. Whenever she figured out the time period she would be able to predict what had happened to her, and then even more decide if her sister and friend were thrown into the mess she was.
"How much longer?" she grumbled when Faramir slapped her on the arm causing the girl to fall heavier to the side. The man to her left laughed, she glared at Faramir coming up with the idea that the man may know the truth and was intent on torturing her. She opened her mouth to say something when the large walls of the kingdom came into view.
"Oh shit," Jessica whispered as the towers loomed over her, she knew for a fact now that she was not in her own time. What world still had a fully function castle with men in armor? None!
"Are you well Jesse?" Boromir asked slowing down to the girl who had now fallen far beyond the group. He knew the lad was getting tired but this was not just tired, this seemed like something else.
"Yes, just damn!" Jessica gawked her head cranking back as she tried to take in the whole view.
"Come my father awaits," Boromir stated as they entered to a roaring crowd, with a King standing high upon a platform as if to greet them.
"My sons!" Denethor called his arms extended to the sky as he descended down to the returning men with a warm and happy smile upon his face. The crowd continued to cheer the young Prince Boromir's name forgetting entirely of the young Faramir. Jessica watched as the pained look crept over his face, she moved closer to try to comfort him but remember all to quickly when the passing question that she was thought of as a man.
"And who is this lad?" Denethor noticing an extra man to his army.
"This Jesse, he hails from a laid near the water. He is on the hunt for his sister," Boromir answered as all eyes turned to Jessica who was intently looking at Faramir whose eyes now turned to her. Jessica glanced around her looking at the large group of people her face turning a deep shade of red.
"Uh...hello?" she whispered in a meek voice.
"You are not but a child! Pray tell how you lost your sister lad!" Denethor laughed wrapping his arm around Jessica who instantly sunk under the newly applied weight. Denethor glanced over his shoulder to his sons before yelling. "Come let us eat. This lad is much to skinny and I have much to talk to you about Boromir."
"Father it was Faramir that-"
"Nonsense! Let us go inside!" Denethor called.
Indi
Cân nya eneth ah nin uin ir dûr
bid nya sercë ana nornoro
Mennai I tolo ilat
Gandalf's return signaled for the young hobbits to begin their leave of Bag End, however, Gandalf found that Indi would need to see Elrond as well and sent her along.
"So..." Indi whispered as they walked along the road. "Where or What is Rivendell?"
"The home of the elves," Sam replied as if that were an odd question to be asking. Indi looked over at the hobbit with a glare.
"Look just cause you didn't get laid does not mean you have to be an ass to me," she retorted as they continued to walk and Indi gasping in awe over everything, she glared and yelled at Frodo every time she caught him smiling at her like she was a child. Suddenly Sam to an abrupt halt, Indi and Frodo turning to look at him curiously.
"If I take one more step. This will be the farthest I have ever been from home," Sam announced causing Indi to burst out laughing and the young hobbit to glare at her.
"You are so gay," Indi laughed turning around to continue on the walk.
"Come on Sam," Frodo said clamping a hand on Sam's shoulder hoping the little bit of comfort would push his friend forward.
"Who lives there?" Indi asked as they came upon Farmer Maggot's home.
"Oh that's-" Frodo was thrown of his feet as a body came barreling into him.
"Frodo! Merry look who is it is Frodo Baggins!" Pippin exclaimed with a goofy grin.
"Hello Frodo," Merry said as he came barreling out right behind Pippin. Both hobbits smiled at their cousin before throwing their stolen goods into the arms of Indi and Sam's unsuspecting arms.
"Run!" Pippin and Merry yelled as they took off upon hearing a gun fired.
Author's Note: Ok I think if it got any longer some reader's may be bored or perhaps way to into the story lol.
Erokh: I am glad that you like the story line so far. But it will get far better once the journey takes place and the girls are not in their elements of somewhat comfort lol
CeresMaria: The discovery of Jessica will not be just yet but do put some faith in me it shall be quite humorous. Hope this was long enough for you!
