Disclaimer: I do not own Lord of the Rings, only my two OCs.

A.N: In answer to JadedOfMara's question, Nina came with a first aid kit. It's in chapter one where Nina lists all the stuff in her bag. "" is speaking, '' is thoughts and italics is another language, usually elvish. Enjoy!

The Mines of Moria

I was seriously nervous and I was pretty much biting off my lip by the time Boromir woke me. In fact, I hadn't even slept when Boromir came over to me. I sat up and pulled on my coat. I yawned and wondered how I would even broach the subject. Boromir, after a few minutes, burst out "What's wrong Nina? You've been worried all day."

I looked up at him and sighed. "Give me a moment."

Boromir stared at me intently, his fingers twisting in his lap. I licked my lips and then blurted out, rather inelegantly "I'msosorrybutI'mfromadifferentworld!"

"Whoa, whoa. Slow down and start again."

"I'm…I'm not from middle earth."

Silence.

"I'm from a place called Earth. To be specific Britain, England..."

More silence.

I swallowed and finally dared to look at Boromir. His face pale and strained and he wasn't looking at me. His hair covering his face so I couldn't see his expression. I noticed that his hands were clasped tightly in his lap and his knuckles were white.

"Boromir…?"

More silence.

I leaned over and touched his shoulder, trying to see his face. He shied away from me and I felt even more anxious than before.

"Boromir, please say thing. Anything!"

Boromir turned to face me, face white with anger and fear "Prove it!"

I blinked before turning towards my bag. Boromir had his hand tightly wrapped around the handle of his sword. I reached into my bag and eventually pulled out my iPod. I managed to find my earphones, unraveled them and turned to face Boromir.

"What is that?"

"It's a device that plays music. These make it possible to play so no one else hears it, just you."

Boromir nodded and gingerly put in the earphones, winced at the feeling and waited. I chose something safe and went with Tchaikovsky's piano concerto no. 1. Boromir looked astounded, his eyes wide open along with his mouth.

"This…this is incredible."

My lips twitched into a smile for a brief second before twisting into a frown.

"Do you believe me?"

"I, I think so."

"Gandalf can also back me up on this." Boromir nodded before pulling out the earphones, hesitating as if he was trying to consider something.

"How did you end up here?"

"Big black hole swallowed me up and spat me out the other end."

"Really?!" The astonishment was obvious in his voice.

"Yarp. I was going into my room and then bam! Ended up here for some bizarre reason."

"And Lady Megan?"

"Hm. From Earth as well. Irritating little twit. I think she's reason why I got dumped here." Boromir's lips twitched at this.

"What year is it for you?"

"2014. But, the planet is around 4.6 billion years old. Also we did this weird thing of counting back to zero before going forward again. It's weird, go with it."

Boromir nodded, his face scrunched in confusion.

"Anything else?"

Boromir paused before asking, "How old are you exactly, if you don't mind me asking?"

"I'm nineteen, but I'll be turning twenty in a few months."

"And, what do you do?"

"I'm…a scholar. I study a lot of languages, history and chemistry."

Boromir was looking at me as if he hadn't seen me before. He was studying my face very closely and it made me faintly uncomfortable. I shifted and Boromir looked away. We sat in companionable silence until Boromir asked "Do you have many books with you?"

I blinked before tugging my bag towards me and pulling out two of my books. The Book Thief and The One Hundred Year Old Man Who Climbed Out The Window And Disappeared. I handed them over to Boromir who looked at them intently, opening them and reading the first few pages of them.

"This book, The Book Thief what war is it talking about?"

"In 1914 there was a huge war between multiple countries. Thousands of young men died, a whole generation of men just disappeared. Then, after two decades of peace a second war came again. This one was just as bad as the first one. It was insane. And it went longer than the first one. It was terrible. The book will tell you more, but it is also tells the story of a young girl. It's an absolutely stunning story. Here. Have it."

I pushed the book into his hands and smiled at him. He looked at me in astonishment and was about to say something but I shook my head stubbornly. Boromir smiled up at me before curling up and starting read the book. I grinned into my hand.

I was gently shaken awake by Boromir, whose lips were twitching in a slight, secretive smile. I sat up wondering what had happened to me last night. I remember Boromir reading and then nothing after that. I must have fallen asleep at that time. I rubbed my eyes and joined the others. I noticed that both Legolas and Aragorn were sending me odd and confused looks, but I shook it off. Neither of them could have possibly have overheard anything. But then I remembered the twig snapping and the flash of golden hair before the wolves attacked us. I frowned at the idea before seeing Boromir packing away his things, noting that his fingers lingered on the spine of the book. I suppressed and a grin and we began walking. Gandalf said that we would arrive at the mines by the end of the day. I groaned, stretched and started walking, glazing over to cope with the extreme boredom.

We were now down by the murky body of water that was close by the doors. I won't call it a lake, as lakes are beautiful things with fish in it and birds, etc and etc. This had the Watcher in it and I felt very nervous about this. Sea monsters freak me out and this was the height of freakiness. I shivered and Boromir shot me a concerned look, my reply being a 'Don't worry, I'll be ok' look. He nodded and we continued to walk on until we were close to the entrance. I flopped and saw that Boromir was looking at me in a confused manner. I grinned and put my feet up onto a boulder, getting comfortable. I had conveniently forgotten to mention that I knew their fate, as I thought it would be to distressing for Boromir to know. He would probably probed for answers to his fears, but I would not be able to answer them without there being a multitude of questions and consequences. I grimaced at the thought of it and saw out of the corner of my eye Boromir sit down near me. He looked around and pulled out the book and started reading. I snickered, noticing that he was already up to chapter ten. I tucked my hands behind my head and watched Merry and Pippin throw rocks into the water and Aragorn convincing Sam to let Bill the pony go. I also saw Legolas shoot me another curious look before being distracted by Megan sliding her arm around his waist and tug him in towards her. I rolled my eyes and saw Aragorn looked absolutely horrified by the scene that was happening before him. Boromir noticed my impressive eye roll and leaned towards me.

"Is there something you know about those two that I don't?" he murmured.

"Hm. Yes. You'll never believe me though."

"Ha, try me."

I looked towards Aragorn and then back to Legolas.

"I noticed and suspected that she's enchanted all the elves and men to fall in love with her."

Boromir's jaw dropped for a moment before it snapped shut. Aragorn had thankfully missed our interaction as he was busying stopping the two cousins from disturbing the waters any further. Boromir clearly wanted to ask me more questions but I shook my head, indicating that now was not the time. He shrugged and attempted to act unconcerned about it, but I could see his mind going at a hundred miles an hour.

They finally had figured out how to open the doors of the mines and my hand strayed towards the handle of my swords. I was bringing up the rear and I could smell the scent of rotting flesh. I grimaced and turned to see, just in time, the Watcher's tentacle wrap around Frodo's ankle and drag him towards the muddy waters. Sam cried out a warning and I dived towards Frodo and one of the hobbits, I wasn't certain which one, cut the tentacle. I dragged Frodo away and there was a pause before another ten, at least, appeared, all aiming for Frodo. He was wrenched from my grip with such strength that I fell to the ground. I saw Aragorn, Boromir and Legolas running towards Frodo. I dragged myself off the ground, pulled out my sword and saw Megan diving into the fray as well. We slashed at the endless tentacles, saw Frodo fall and Boromir catch him. We all sprinted towards the entrance as the Watcher lunged towards us. It collapsed onto the entranced causing a rock fall and trapping us in the cave.

"Well shit."

Boromir slapped a hand over his mouth as well as shooting me a look of horror at my swearing which was mingled with amusement.

"What?"

"Nothing. I was just surprised that you could swear."

"Really?"

"Really."

"I can't see anything."

"Neither can I."

"Hm."

CRACK!

"What was that?"

"Don't worry Boromir. I just happened to step on a bone."

A beat, then "Oh good. Don't tell Gimli."

"Don't be ridiculous. That's just cruel."

Our conversation was interrupted by Gandalf.

"This way. We have to keep moving."

I smirked at Boromir who merely chuckled in reply.

'What the hell am I laughing about? I am surrounded by a bunch of rotting dwarf corpses that were known to Gimli and laughing! I guess I've cracked.'

A.N: Reviews are welcomed.