I don't speak Irish, so the Irish in this is from Google Translate and means, 'Go girl, run like the wind." The second one means, Run, to the last Homely House East of the Sea. If I get Elvish names wrong I am SO sorry!
The company entered the cave of the trolls and Sophie gagged on the smell. She immediately backed out of it and almost ran away screaming. She quickly curled up in a ball on the outside of the cave where the smell wasn't and focused on the minute mind palace she had made. It was more like a chest of drawers than a palace. She organized the memories and the false ones, and the extra into their spots in their drawers.
What she didn't realize was that Kili was next to her the whole time, just sitting there as she breathes. When she finally looked up, eyes slightly glassy from exhaustion, did she realize that the young prince sat next to her.
"Oh, hi." She muttered, embarrassed that she had had that little breakdown. Kili smiled at her and put his hand on her shoulder. Sophie twisted a frown into a smile. Kili would never know it was a frown, only he would. Bombur came over and asked,
"Sophie, are you okay?" She simply nodded and smiled at the large dwarf, but when Oin came and asked the same question she deflated then practically exploded.
"No. I'm not. My home burned down, I lost my whole family, and ended up in the middle of nowhere. I still have no family, or home, I'm alone in this freaking weird and bloody strange world that I have ended up in with next to no knowledge of. And I had to go and…" She realized what she was about to say and shut her mouth tightly and hid that thought away. Sophie buried her face into her knees, trying not to think about how Fili, Kili and Thorin would die.
"You had to go and what?" Bilbo asked, but Kili shot him a glare that shut him up. Sophie sighed and hugged her legs closer. Thorin, Dwalin, Bifur and Gloin emerging from the cave made her look up and grip the hilt of the dagger Fili had given her. Gandalf followed and handed her an Elven blade, sheath, belt and all, and she returned Fili's dagger. A call to arms pulled her to her feet as she led the Durin brothers to the place where their path intersected Radagast's.
"Radagast. Radagast the Brown." Gandalf greeted the old wizard. "What are you doing here?" He asked.
"I was looking for you. There's something wrong, something terribly wrong." He started to say something then, "Oh, I had a thought, it was right there on the tip of my tongue." He paused, then said in a somewhat muffled voice,
"Oh, it isn't a though at all, it's just a little," Gandalf reached towards his mouth and started to pull something out of the old wizard's mouth. "Stick insect." His voice sounded clearer. Sophie giggled and everyone else looked grossed out, well, besides Gandalf who looked nonplussed.
The pair walked off to the side and Sophie was stuck with trying to avoid the topic of her breakdown earlier. She shifted her weight, trying to avoid the eyes of everyone around her who was giving her pitying looks, besides the brothers who were just keeping a subtle eye in her to make sure she didn't have another melt down.
"I'm fine, you two. Really, I just need some sleep in a real bed." She murmured. Kili wrapped his arm around her shoulders and she subconsciously leaned in towards him.
"I keep wishing it could be that way, because then my world would be a wonderland." She sang quietly, quoting one of her old favorite songs, from Alice and Wonderland. None of the dwarves bothered to ask, as only the two closest to her really heard it, and Bilbo was inquiring about wolves. Bofur held onto his pick-axe like a teddy bear.
"Wolf? No, that was no wolf." And a warg appeared and jumped over Sophie, only to be killed by Thorin. The next one was killed by Kili's arrow, Thorin, and Dwalin.
"Warg scouts, that means an orc pack isn't far from here." Gandalf looked irked.
"Who did you tell of your quest besides your kin?"
"No one!"
"Who did you tell?"
"No one, I swear!"
"Mithrandir! What is going on?!" Sophie cried. Gandalf looked at her sharply at the use of his elfish title.
"You are being hunted, we must move." Ori scrambled down a hill with Bifur by his side.
"We can't! We haven't any ponies. They've bolted." Sophie whistled, long and shrill.
"Great, just give them a beacon of where to come." Just as one of the dwarves muttered this, a horse came running over to Sophie's side. She stroked the black mare's neck and swung up onto her.
"This is Midnight Sun; I am extremely surprised she answered, as she is from my home land. But she is as swift as the wind. And she can out run any wolf creature." Radagast grinned and said,
"I lead them away with you, so you can rejoin your company." Sophie smiled at the crazy old wizard, but felt a tug at her boot. Kili was looking up at her.
"It's too dangerous." He said as Gandalf said,
"These are Gundabad Wargs! They will out run you!" Sophie hauled Kili up onto Midnight Sun as Radagast replied,
"These are Rhosgobel Rabbits! I'd like to see them try." And the horse and rabbit pulled sleigh were off. Kili clung to Sophie's waist as she murmured to Midnight Sun in either a very heavily accented English or Irish.
"Téigh cailín, á reáchtáil ar nós na gaoithe." She murmured to her friend, urging the horse on faster and faster. They caught up with Radagast, whom, like Sophie, was having way too much fun. Kili was clinging to Sophie for dear life, and looking at her like she was crazy as she laughed from the exhilaration of the speed, Midnight Sun whinnying as well as she surged forwards.
One of the orcs branched from the main chase, and was shot down by Kili from Midnight Sun's position. As the dwarves struck it down, its cries echoed in the silent landscape.
"They'll hear them!" She cried. Kili nodded and Midnight Sun bolted for the rock that the dwarves were running from across the small hills following the grey hat of Gandalf. They ended up surrounded, Kili was dropped off in the group to play sniper, and Midnight Sun and Sophie took off to fight the warg riders. She slashed them down, then leaped off of Midnight Sun with a cry of,
"Rith, chuig an Oirthear Teach deireanach nós atá na Farraige! I'll meet you there!" And then hurdled over the rock and down the slope as Kili ran towards it.
Soon enough, the Durins were down the slope and there was a hunting horn.
"That is no orc horn." Sophie murmured to herself, quoting Two Towers almost silently. She grinned, and then jumped back as the orc body careened down the slope of the rock. Someone poked it, and then Thorin ripped the arrow out of its chest. He cast it on the ground after growling, "Elves." Sophie rolled her eyes and sighed; exasperated with the bloody would be king. Dwalin called,
"I cannot see where the pathway leads. Do we follow it or not?" His epic accent because very obvious.
"Follow it of course." Bofur called, and Sophie bolted to get in in front of him so as not to get stuck behind Bombur who would get stuck.
When she escaped from the tunnel, she waited for everyone to get out of it and then started down the path, just giving Kili a death glare when he held her back.
"I lived here for thirty years. I'm comfortable with the elves, and if you don't and up stopping, Gandalf can come and get me." She reasoned, Kili sighed and let her go.
"Bilbo, are you coming?" She asked just after he responded to Gandalf's unspoken question to the common name for the city below them. He looked at her oddly.
"Are you going to go whether we do or not?" The young girl nodded,
"Mhm, Rivendell is my second home. So yes, I'm heading down." Bofur turned to her.
"But… We shouldn't split up the company. What if we don't go? How will you find us?" Sophie smiled and said,
"I'll find you, don't worry. I hope you come down though." She waved and then started walking down the path, as she walked away, she heard Thorin arguing with Gandalf, and everyone else saying that they should go with her. She smiled and took off running, lightly, and more of a jog. She heard a call from pretty far up the path, and turned to see Kili running towards her.
She stopped and stood, waiting. He tripped just as he got to her, and she caught him, laughing at his clumsiness. She realized that as they laughed, they still hadn't separated. She let him go as the rest of the company approached. Gandalf gave her a look that was approving and slightly amused, he knew what she was still kind of denying.
The whole company walked over the delicate bridge as Sophie's grin grew bigger and bigger. She was returning somewhere that, even on Earth, she had loved.
Gandalf and Sophie were both greeted by Mimdir and informed that Elrond wasn't there. Just as this was relayed, the hunting horn blew and Elrond returned. The dwarves circled up, Kili pulled Sophie into the center. She swore quietly and rolled her eyes. She pushed her way out of the group and back over to Gandalf, who was greeting Elrond.
"Sophie! Hello. I assume you have questions about the manner of your arrival here; I can answer them with a little help. But I need you to prove you are still you." Sophie bowed her head and sung,
"A falling star fell from your heart, and landed in my eyes. I screamed aloud, as it tore through them. And now it's left me blind
the stars, the moon; they have all been blown out. You left me in the dark. No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight, in the shadow of your heart." She stopped and tilted her head at the elder elf.
The Lord of Rivendell moved forwards and hugged her.
"Ada." She greeted. He let her go and sized her up.
"Whatever did you do to the green ends of your hair?" Sophie shrugged somewhat sheepishly and said,
"They were a marking of my status; you know how dangerous that is. It's a bloody legendary status. I can't walk around Middle Earth like that." She reprimanded him. Elrond bowed his head, a small smile gracing his features.
Thorin stepped forwards and demanded,
"How do you know Sophie?" The girl rolled her eyes as Kili moved over to her side and glowered at the Elf Lord, and the elf that Gandalf was talking to, a female with black hair.
"Why are you guys so protective of me?" Kili looked at her oddly.
"At Bag End, that was Uncle's way of claiming you as a dwarf in Middle Earth, you are one of us. Your home burned, like ours. So you are with us. Maybe we could help you rebuild your home someday." Sophie smiled gently, her Middle Earth memories telling her that that was impossible, and her Earth memories gently reminding her that the dwarf prince beside her dies.
"Sophie, if the company will excuse you for a little while, there are some people who wish to see you." He told her. She nodded and the she-elf next to him smiled and gestured for her to follow, then waited. Sophie started forward, but Kili grabbed her arm, looking worried.
"Gandalf? Can Kili come?" She asked, the elderly wizard leaned over to the she-elf and asked her the question in elvish. She nodded and spoke, then Gandalf turned to Sophie and Kili.
"Yes, he may." Sophie smiled and tugged Kili along, Thorin looked wary, but he let his youngest nephew go. Fili looked worried as well. Sophie faintly heard Gandalf reassuring the two Durins who stayed with the company.
"Undómiel?" Sophie asked, checking to see if the she-elf was who she thought she was. The elf looked back and smiled.
"Vedui' Elen." She replied, Sophie smiled back, thrilled that Arwen remembered her.
"Arwen, this is Kili, son of Dis, nephew of Thorin. Kili, this is Arwen Undómiel, her last name meaning Evenstar, daughter of Elrond, granddaughter of the Lady Galadriel." She introduced the two. Kili nodded, as did Arwen, who seemed a little more accepting.
The two women started to chat, catching up on the past thirty-two years in rapid elvish, their more natural language. When they reached a set of double doors, Arwen stopped in what she was saying and announced in the common tongue that she would be right out, and that they should wait where they are.
When she reemerged, she motioned for just Sophie to come in. Sophie walked through the doors, and left Arwen and Kili alone to wait.
Yet, when she turned, she lost all thought and control of her body. She walked backwards until her back hit the right hand door. She slid down and hid her head in her knees. When Kili called out to ask if everything was okay, the lack of a response but muffled murmurs to Sophie telling her to breathe worried him. He opened the left hand door despite Arwen's protests. The elf stayed outside, but Kili burst in and wrapped Sophie in a hug. She tried valiantly to keep him off, protesting,
"I don't want a hug." Weakly. He ended up over powering her and holding her tight; he looked up at the three people above him and asked protectively,
"Who are you?" The youngest replied,
"Her family."
Oh, I'm mean. This will go on temporary vacation. I have to give Beautiful Flower, my Kili/OC Middle School AU, an 3,000 words.