~Reunion in Rivendell~

"Gandalf, we have to go back." Fili said, desperately pleading with the wizard as the company crossed the bridge that led into Rivendell. "We can't just leave Edlyn behind with those Wargs, they'll kill her! We have to go back!"

Gandalf turned and looked down at the young dwarf as he gazed up at him, his eyes flashing with desperation and concern. Gandalf tried to comfort him with a smile.

"I don't believe we have anything to worry about." He answered. "Edlyn should be just fine. The elves will take care of the Wargs. She will be safe in their hands, don't you worry."

With that, Gandalf turned and kept walking. Fili stopped and stared, his mind reeling and his heart pounding with fear at the thought of what could, or has happened to his friend. Not knowing was the worst part. Suddenly, he felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to find that it was Kili.

"Gandalf's right." Kili said. "The elves will save her."

"They will not help." Thorin muttered bitterly as he passed the two of them to follow Gandalf.

"Don't listen to him." Kili said when he saw the worried look on his brother's face at their uncle's remark. "They will help. She is human and the elves will certainly help a human. She'll be alright, I'm sure of it."

"What if she's not?" Fili asked. "What if they don't get to her in time? If anything happened to her, I'd never forgive myself."

"Nothing will happen to her." Kili said.

"He's right." Bofur said, coming up from behind them. "She is a strong lass. She will not give in to those Wargs without a fight. She will be just fine, you'll see."

Fili gave them an unsure look as he continued walking into Rivendell. While Bilbo gazed admirably at the beauty of the place, the dwarves were uneasy. The company was greeted by a dark haired elf.

"Mithrandir." He said.

"Ah, Lindir." Gandalf said, addressing the elf.

"We heard you had crossed into the Valley" Lindir said to him in Elvish.

"I must speak with Lord Elrond." Gandalf said.

"My Lord Elrond is not here." Lindir answered.

"Not here?" Gandalf asked. "Where is he?"

Just then, Elrond and the rest of the elven riders came riding in, causing the dwarves to ready themselves to fight since they thought the elves were attacking them.

"Gandalf." Elrond said as he rode forward.

"Lord Elrond." Gandalf greeted. "My friend! Where have you been?"

"We've been hunting a pack of orcs that came up from the South." Elrond answered. "We slew a number near the Hidden Pass." He gave the Wizard a hug.

"Strange for orcs to come so close to our borders." He continued in the Common Tongue. "Something, or someone, has drawn them near." He pulled out an orc sword and handed it to Lindir.

"Ah, that may have been us." Gandalf said apologetically.

Elrond then turned and greeted Thorin. "Welcome Thorin, son of Thrain."

"I do not believe we have met." Thorin said with a hint of disfavor.

"You have your grandfather's bearing." Elrond said. "I knew Thror when he ruled under the mountain."

"Indeed? He made no mention of you." Thorin said, in a manner that was meant to be insulting.

There was a short silence after that. Suddenly, everyone turned when they heard a horse neighing and saw one more elven rider ride into Rivendell.

Ralla rode into Rivendell and dismounted his horse. He walked towards Elrond, stopping for a moment to look at the company as he passed them. They looked at him curiously when a smile crossed his face.

"Ralla." Elrond said. Ralla turned and walked towards him.

"My Lord Elrond." He said with a bow. Elrond returned it and Ralla turned to Gandalf. "Mithrandir." Gandalf nodded to him.

"You come alone." Elrond said. "What news from the captain of the guard?"

"My lord," Ralla said. "Meraell sent me ahead to inform you that he will be arriving in Rivendell shortly. The reason for his lateness is because he, myself and the rest of his troop have just rescued a young, human woman from a Warg out near the Western border."

He turned and looked at the company, whose interests were piqued by the news he brought.

"And judging from what I see here, this must be the company she was traveling with." He finished.

"Edlyn?" Fili asked, stepping forward.

Ralla looked at him. "Yes, that's her name."

"Is she alright!?" Fili asked. "She's not hurt, is she?"

The others all started chiming in, asking the exact same question. Ralla didn't get a chance to speak over the chattering dwarves. It wasn't until Thorin yelled at them to be quiet that he was able to talk.

"If you fear for your friend, I can assure you, you have no reason to worry. She is completely unharmed; a bit shaken but unharmed." Ralla said.

The company all breathed a sigh of relief. Ralla smiled and turned to Elrond. "Meraell will be escorting her into Rivendell, they should be arriving soon."

"Thank you, Ralla." Elrond said. Ralla bowed.

"My Lord," Ralla said. "There is one more thing. This young woman was wearing a moonstone necklace."

Elrond looked at him in surprise and Ralla nodded, as if to confirm his unspoken suspicion.

"Gandalf, is that true?" Elrond asked. "Do you have one of Edhelnost's students among your company?"

Gandalf smiled. "Yes, I do. But don't worry, I asked for permission before I borrowed her."

"I hope so." Elrond said with a small smile. "You know how picky he can be about that."

Gandalf chuckled.

"Well, this is most fortunate." Elrond said as he turned to Thorin and the others. "Your friend should be quite safe. Meraell is among my most trusted, so she is in good hands. Ah, here they come now."

The company all turned their heads and saw another host of elven riders come riding in.

Edlyn rode into Rivendell with Meraell behind her on the horse's back. Her encounter with the Warg had taken a lot out of her and she hung her head a bit.

She looked up right as they started crossing the bridge into Rivendell and that's when she saw them all standing there at the entrance looking at her with relieved smiles on their faces. At first she thought her eyes were playing tricks on her, but she soon found out that they weren't.

"They're here!" She exclaimed in excitement.

Upon entering, Meraell dismounted and then proceeded to help her off the horse. He looked at her for a moment with a smile and she smiled gratefully to him before turning to face the company.

She only walked a few steps towards them before falling to her knees, partially from exhaustion but mostly so that she could receive proper hugs from the dwarves. The first ones to hug her were Kili and Bofur, who practically knocked her over. The others joined in; all of them chattering about how happy they were that she was alright.

The last person to hug her was Fili, who wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug. He held on to her for a long time and Edlyn's heart started to race at the feeling of his strong arms around her. It was a comforting feeling, especially after what she had been through and she didn't want him to let her go. But she quickly became aware that everyone else was staring.

"Uh Fili, you can let me go now." She said.

He quickly obeyed. "Right, sorry." He said. "I'm just so glad you're alright."

"Likewise." She said, standing up.

"You look terrible." Kili commented.

He was right, she was a mess. Her face and clothes were smeared with dirt and blood from the Warg and the orc that she killed. Her right sleeve was torn exposing her bare shoulder. Her long, curly, dark brown hair was starting to come out of the braid it was in and was hanging down in her face. She was exhausted and sweaty. She had gone through hell and it showed.

"Well," She said to Kili. "You try going up against a Warg single handedly and see how you look afterwards. Besides, I look better than you any day."

The other dwarves chuckled and Kili rolled his eyes. Edlyn turned to Thorin and bowed to him.

"What you did out there was foolish, young lady." He said.

"I agree with you, Thorin." She admitted. "It was foolish, and reckless, and brainless and every other word of that nature. And I have no intention whatsoever of ever doing it again."

He gave her a small smile. "I'm just relieved that you're alright."

"Yeah, you really scared us out there, lass." Bofur said.

"Yeah, I scared myself pretty good there, too." She replied.

The dwarves all smiled at that remark. Edlyn turned and walked over to Gandalf, giving him a hug as well.

"Rivendell, huh?" She whispered to him. "You know, you could have told me you were planning on coming here."

Gandalf didn't answer, he just shrugged. Edlyn rolled her eyes then stopped when she noticed the very important elf standing to her right. She turned and bowed to Elrond, who smiled and reached forward, gently grabbing the necklace around her neck and holding it in his hand.

"It appears as though your master is a very important person, young lady." He said.

She smiled. "Yes, it appears as though he is."

"I have never met any of Edhelnost's students before, and it is an honor to finally do so." The elf lord said.

"Believe me, the honor is mine." She replied.

"Well, you are most welcome here, child." Elrond said with a kind smile.

She smiled back and bowed to him again. Elrond turned to the company and said something in Elvish.

"What is he saying?" Gloin asked. "Does he mean to offer us insult?" The others started to get angry.

"No, Master Gloin, he is offering you food." Gandalf said. Food sounded really good at the moment.

"Ah well, in that case, lead on." Gloin said.

Elrond turned to Edlyn. "We should get you cleaned up. You can't go to dinner looking like that."

She nodded. "Yes, I don't believe that orc blood is the most proper dinner attire, now is it?"

Out of the corner of her eye, Edlyn saw Gandalf shake his head at her remark, but Elrond smiled.

"I can see some of Edhelnost's wit has rubbed off on you." He said with a chuckle.

Edlyn shrugged and gave him another smile as he led her, Gandalf and the rest of the company into Rivendell.

This is just a brief lettering guide to help you guys out a bit:

Normal lettering=normal narrative
Normal lettering in parentheses=character speaking (obviously)
Bold lettering=author's notes at the beginning and end of chapters and emphasized words
Italics=memories, flashbacks, inner thoughts, hypothetical thinking, etc.
Bold Italics=character speaking in different language (for when I'm too lazy to use the words of the actual language, or learn them)
Caps lock=character shouting

Just so we're clear.