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Chapter 14

Caroline P.O.V

We continued our way down the impressive walkways as the sun began to make its decent towards the horizon. The sunset cast an impressive orange and red glow onto the marble pillars that seemed to spring up from practically nowhere. But the shadows cast by the numerous pillars did add an extra air of mystery to the already curious elven city. All the statues, large basically impractical archways, and cascading waterfalls every fifteen feet were a bit much, and the people were just too pretty for their own good. Even the men were unnaturally pretty for goodness sake! It just didn't seem fair.

The elf escorting me suddenly took my hand that was currently looped around his arm into his own and leaned in to whisper into my ear, "You are being rather quiet, a vast difference from when I left earlier. Is something wrong?"

So it was Elladan! I smirked a bit at my small name knowing victory and shook my head, then looked at him and his gorgeous storm grey eyes, "No I'm just enjoying the scenery, I was unconscious when I first arrived so I missed the whole first time glance of taking all, well this, in." I said flourishing my arm currently not in his out towards the scenery all around us.

Big mistake, a bolt of pain shot through my shoulder and down to my chest causing me to gasp. Before he could stop and be concerned over me I turned to him and gave him a smile, "I'm fine." I wheezed, "Really its all good."

He eyed me with concern then hummed in acknowledgment and met my look, "I see, well do inform me if you have any questions I would be happy to answer any you might have." He squeezed my hand slightly and kept it there, "Or if you are still in pain after this evening, I would be happy to assist you with whatever you may need."

I returned the slight pressure and smiled at his gorgeous face, thank goodness Sophie couldn't see this from where she and Elrohir were ahead of us. She'd most likely make some huge deal out of it and tell the whole company. Then go squealing about it for the next week and a half with the company right behind her bugging me about some elvish crush on a guy I met like an hour ago. They'd probably go all mother goose on me and try everything they could to convince me Elladan was some evil guy from the fiery pits of Tartarus just like the full red blooded dwarves they were.

Wait. Why was I worrying what the company thought of me anymore, and did dwarves even have red blood?

We'd be staying here in Rivendell and wish them good luck on their quest with a wave of a white hankie while standing on one of the many waterfall overlooks as they disappeared into the distance. Then we'd find a way home and never think about these crazy past few days ever again unless we happened to glance at our swords or my bow. Speaking of my troll hoard weapons!

I cleared my throat and broke our eye connection to look ahead at Sophie's back. Her shoulders were angled to face Elrohir in a suspiciously flirty way. Smirking I though of a particular blonde dwarf that would go red in the face with jealousy if he could see what I was seeing.

"So you know when you found me and I was unconscious?" I asked still looking ahead.

Elladan gave me a confused look and nodded, "Yes, you were laying there in the wheat grass as if you had been cursed with a death sleep of Mordor."

I chuckled dryly, "You didn't happen to grab a sword and bow while you were at it did you?"

He blinked and took his sweet time reopening them than laughed. Oh dear lord that laugh was amazing.

"Indeed I did." He answered, "My father has them, but they are yours should you ask for them."

I sighed in relief, those were possibly the coolest things I had gotten out of this 'adventure' and I actually kind of really wanted them. Plus the bow had already kind of saved my life and I kind of owed it to the thing have it with me.

"And I believe your friend had a sword as well."

"Ya I think its still back there though." I said glancing back at the way we had come.

"I'm sure somebody wouldn't mind going back to gather it. Apparently Mithrandir and the dwarf have weapons they wish to console my father about I'm certain he would not mind looking over yours as well."

"Oh that would be awesome!" I beamed.

Elladan shot me a confused look.

"I mean wonderful. That would be wonderful." I smiled.

He chuckled and flashed an amused smile, "You say such strange yet interesting things my lady. Strange and interesting indeed."

I laughed, "Well someone has to make the world interesting, and I've been best friends with Sophie for as long as I can remember so her weirdness must have just rubbed off on me."

Elladan laughed again, "Agreed."

I laughed as well, not because anything funny had happened but just because his laugh was just so nice. A content sigh escaped my lips as yet another large pearly white pavilion came into view, but instead of walking past it like we had with all the others we walked right up to it. There were white marble stairs leading up to the circular pavilion that had an enormous ancient tree growing right out of the center. From within the open pavilion I could hear the booming laughter and familiar voices of the company of dwarves. Another smile crept onto my lips as I realized we were in for another, interesting, dinner with our charming dwarfish companions.

I leaned into Elrohir again, "I'd get as far away from this pavilion if I were you, there's no telling what the dwarves might do." I whispered jokingly.

The elf chuckled as we took the final step up the pavilion, "I think an elvish warrior such as myself will be capable of managing a few dwarves at my dinner table."

I shrugged and cocked my brow at him then tried to act as serious as I possibly could, "Oh just you wait, give it five minutes tops, and you'll be wishing you'd booked it out of here when you had the chance."

He nodded and shot me a skeptical look before I burst out in a muffled laughter, which I tried to cut off by putting my hand over my mouth. Elladan smiled down at me then proceeded to guide me past a long rectangular table filled with fresh green salad and untouched vegetables along with the dwarves who had gone silent upon seeing Sophie and me. They all looked at us with wide eyes and dropped mouths that could easily catch a fly of any size Middle Earth had to offer, which fro recent events could end up being pretty big. I cracked a cocky smile at them and held my head high until stretching my neck that far caused my bandaged to shift and graze against the long cut.

I winced again and brought a hand up to put pressure against the wound and clenched my jaw. Elladans hand on mine tightened.

"I'm fine." I whispered as I raised my head again and saw that there was another separate table on a raised landing a few feet above and a little ways away from the rest of the company of dwarves. Their eyes followed us as we walked up the stairs to the smaller round table to see Gandalf, an Elf who must have been Lord Elrond, and Thorin. I groaned a bit upon seeing him but quickly stopped as we stepped closer.

There were two seats empty at the round table, most like for Sophie and I seeing as there was no room left at the other table. The only problem was one was next to Elrond and the other was next to Thorin, and Elrohir was already pulling out the chair next to Elrond for Sophie to sit in. I grumbled a bit again and slipped my arm out of Elladans to sit in the chair beside my best friend and thirteenth favorite dwarf. Elladan then released his hold on my hand with a curt yet flirty nod and smirk the turned to leave along side his twin brother.

Glancing over to the dwarf I saw that he too shared my feelings of disapproval of our sitting arrangements. His brow was furrowed and dark with his eyes practically spewing fire out of them, needless to say he was rather pissed off at this whole situation. Below us the other dwarves began to talk and be unnecessarily loud yet again, though their noise was beginning to become a welcoming sound around the dinner table.

I smirked at knowing that Thorin was just as uncomfortable in this situation as I was. Then as if he knew I was getting satisfaction out of the predicament, he shifted his cold gaze to me. His eyes frowned at me for a moment, then softened, and finally just turned away all together. It took me all but a second to realize he had seen the bandages covering my chest that peeked out of the collar of the cerulean elvish dress. In an instant my cheeks felt flush and were without a doubt tinted the tell tale reddish pink color of a blush. I turned my body away from him and tugged on the collar of the dress trying to bring it us while trying to face Sophie as best as I could.

Gandalf seemed to pick up on the awkwardness of the situation, thankfully, and cleared his throat gaining the attention of everybody at the table. He looked to Elrond and nodded.

The elf lord nodded back then looked to Thorin, "I am under the impression that you have found something you wish me to examine?" he asked.

Thorin stiffened and folded his arms across his chest, right where the key and map of Erebor were. I had seen him take it out on more than one occasion and turn the angular steel key in his fingers before putting it back into an inside pocket of his fur coat.

"He means the swords." Sophie said smiling as she tried to tone down some of the stress that was hanging around in the atmosphere around our circular table of discontentment and woe.

Thorin nodded but still seemed reluctant to hand the sword he had found in the troll hoard over to an elf, his eternal and ever lasting sworn enemy apparently. Finally he reached down to the side of the chair where his sword was resting against the beautifully carved wooden legs of the seat. Carefully, and almost gracefully, he handed the lethal weapon over the table to Lord Elrond who, with how tall he was and how long those elvish arms of his were, barley had to reach out an arm to grasp the curved sword.

Lord Elrond looked at the scabbard for a moment before pulling the sword out of its covering to reveal the cold steel beneath.

"This is Orcrist, the Goblin Cleaver." He said in an almost wondrous tone. "A famous blade, forged by the High Elves of the West, my kin." He paused, and Thorin tensed. Would Lord Elrond tell him he couldn't have it considering his 'kin' forged it? "

"May it serve you well." He said then passed it back over the table to the dwarf who nodded, clearly hiding his surprise very well.

Lord Elrond wasted no time grabbing the sword Gandalf was holding out to him. He then did the same glance over of the sheath before drawing the sword out to get a closer look at the weapon.

"And this is Glamdring, the Foe-hammer, sword of the King of Gondolin. These swords were made for the goblin wars of the First Age..." This time he didn't pause to take in the sight of an apparently famous blade, and carefully handed the weapon back to Gandalf who accepted it with one of those old man smiles of his he sometimes pulled out.

He then turned to Sophie and I, "It is also my understanding you young ladies have items of, mystery, you also wish to have light shed upon."

"Yes sir, we do." Sophie answered back quickly, then flashed a glance at me and nudged my foot with hers under the table out of sight of anybody else.

"Uh ya Lord Elrond, Sophie and I both have things along those lines." I replied then nudged Sophie's foot with my own in retaliation.

Lord Elrond smiled and turned to the elf maid behind him, " Ona ta a'amin macil." He said in and extremely pretty and smooth language that I assume was elvish.

The maid, who was just as freaking pretty as everybody else in this place, bowed and turned to walk gracefully down the steps towards the large white arch of the pavilion.

Lord Elrond then turned back to Gandalf and gave him a quizzical look, "And how did you come by swords such as these?" he asked staring the wizard down in an oddly friendly way.

"We found them in a troll hoard on the Great East Road, shortly before we were ambushed by orcs." Gandalf explained and by the tone of his voice he seemed to be trying to act as surprised as he possibly could by the fact we found seriously awesome swords in some cave in the forest.

Suddenly the mood of the table changed when Lord Elrond edged closer towards the table, "What were you doing on the Great East Road might I inquire?"

Well drop the mic why don't you Mr. I'm A Freaking Super Fancy Elf Lord.

Thorin visibly tensed and Gandalf's eyes started to shift very rapidly like he was debating whether or not to tell the elf the truth or not. I saw the white silk tablecloth shift slightly and saw Thorin's hand on the hilt of the sword on his lap. Without a seconds thought I slipped my hand unnoticed underneath the tablecloth and grasped onto the pommel of the sword. The small tooth that jutted out of the swords end jutted into my palm uncomfortably but at least he couldn't draw the sword and do something very very dumb that would probably be worthy of me. He immediately shot a glare at me that I decided to completely ignore due to the situation we were currently in and took a breath.

"Thorin and his company were escorting Sophie and I here. We came across some trolls who wanted to make the company their dinner and when the sun hit them they turned to stone. Then when we found the swords in this disgustingly smelly cave and were attacked by the orcs, that's also when you found me unconscious." I explained quickly looking directly into Lord Elrond's eyes, "So you see they were only really helping us."

I flashed a smile and hastily withdrew my hand from Orcrist when I realized I was way closer to his, uh, sword than I ever wanted to be ever. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Sophie send me a questioning look and I realized my face must have turned bright red in those few seconds. I felt Gandalf's gaze on me as well but I didn't dare meet it cause I sure if I did he would instantly know what was up and would probably start laughing his old man beard right off his face.

Finally after another few seconds of unbearably awkward silence a familiar voice broke the awful silence.

"Father," Elladan spoke as he came up the stairs his cape still flowing out behind him, "I have what you requested." He said holding out two familiar bundles towards his father and the placed much longer very welcoming sight of my bow on to the side of his fathers chair so it hung from the carved wood.

"Ah agoreg vae Elladan." Lord Elrond said as

Instantly I felt better knowing the weapons I had found and practically risked my life to get were at least back in my sight. I felt the redness on my cheeks leave and a sense of peace wash over me and I'm pretty sure it wasn't just the weapons that caused me to feel that way. On his way back down the steps Elladan had lightly patted his hand on my shoulder and flashed me a quick smile before he walked back down the stairs. I sighed and sat up straighter in my chair to listen to what Elrond was going to say about our own swords. A small grunt escaped my mouth when my bandages grazed against my chest but that wonder cream the healer elf lady put on my wound was really starting to help. Even now the pain wasn't nearly as throbbing as it had been when I first woke up and I could move way more than I had before without irritating it. Ya elvish anything was the best.

Another nudge to the foot from Sophie brought my attention back to the table. Lord Elrond was already examining the straighter of the two swords that we had agreed would be mine.

He stayed silent as his keen eyes scanned the scabbard then the sword itself. A small almost inaudible hum came from him as he turned the blade over and drew the whole length of the sword from its case.

"What is it?" Gandalf asked after another few seconds of silence, "Finally something that escapes even your vast knowledge old friend?"

Lord Elrond cracked a smile, "No Mithrandir just something I never expected to fall into the hands of the race of men."

Gandalf raised an eyebrow, "That would be the second time."

"Indeed, however believe that in the hands of these young ladies these swords can do far more good than if they were to stay hidden away." He said then leaned across the table to Sophie and I. Reaching out barley caused any pain this time as I grasped the sword around the center making sure I wouldn't drop it.

"They are the Tree Blades, twins forged in the dying flames of the two great lamps during the Second Age of Elves when the Great Journey of my people was just beginning." He said staring at Sophie and I then picked up Sophie's sword from his lap and examined it as well.

"This is Illuin," he continued to speak even though he never took his eyes off of the sword, "It means sky-blue and is known as the watcher of peace, the blue flame in the North." Lord Elrond stated as he handed Sophie the other half of our matching swords then turned to me, "Illuin's counter part is called Ormal and means high-gold, its title is the voice of justice, and was the gold flame in the South. Noble blades for noble ladies I'm sure."

I sat wide-eyed, as I looked over my sword in a new light, this thing must have been ancient, "And my bow?" I asked slowly looking up from Ormal.

"Names and titles were not given to bows, only swords for their great deeds in battle with the enemy. However," He said reaching back to where Elladan had placed it earlier, "It is carved from the tusk of a Mûmakil, one of the hardest substances known in Middle Earth second only to dragon hide, tooth, and claw. This will not break easily it will serve you well." Again he leaned over to place the white bow in my hands.

"Thank you." I smiled.

"Tullen tye-rehtien." He replied.

My mouth twitched, "Uh-"

"Think nothing of it." He said with a smile and a wave of his hand, dismissing what he had just said, "Now I know you must be tired and hungry but I would like to inquire about your earlier statement, you said the dwarves were helping you to get to Rivendell? Why?" he asked with concern.

Sophie and I both looked at each other in unison the back to Lord Elrond, "Well you see sir." Sophie said, "Were not exactly," She paused, " Well it's really simple to say but extremely hard to believe so you'll have to forgive us if we sound completely crazy."

Lord Elrond nodded then brought his arms up to rest them on the table and lace his fingers together, "Go on."

"So, um, here it goes, Caroline and I aren't from Middle Earth. Were from just regular Earth and we'd really like to get back there as soon as possible. But there was this storm and the wind just picked us up and when we woke we were in this gigantic cornfield just East of the Shire. So if you could help us that would be just great." She blurted out in one breath then smiled.

That left the table in, yet another, awkward silence. Except instead of being concerned Gandalf was smiling. They guy was smiling, who does that in this kind of perdicament? Lord Elrond was just sitting there looking kind of shocked but deep in thought, and Thorin. Oh our dear fearless jerk of a leader was just sitting there going from shocked, to concerned, back to shocked, then finally settled of his favorite emotion. Anger.

"Do you take me for a fool?" He growled.

"No I take you for a dwarf." I whispered.

Which he clearly heard due to him standing up and nearly knocking his chair over in the process, "Speak truth woman, I will not have lies from someone in my company." He spat at Sophie.

"If any one is making a fool of you Thorin Oakenshield, it is your self. Now sit down." Gandalf interfered.

Thorin shot a glare at him too before looking over at the lower table of dwarves. Thankfully they had been too loud and noisy to have even noticed his fit of rage towards Sophie and I.

"I'm telling you the truth Thorin we really are from another world. If you don't believe me ask Gandalf he can tell you."

The dwarf stared her down then turned his glare to the great wizard himself, "Does she speak true? Are they truly from another world." He asked in a voice a great deal calmer than a few seconds ago.

Gandalf nodded slowly and hummed, "I found them quite damp and resting beneath the shade of a great Shire oak. Confused and lost I answered their questions and answered a few of my own as well. It was then I decided they should accompany me to Mr. Baggin's home and join the company."

Thorin thought for a second, "So the impression of them being our 'secondary consultants' was false and of your own invention?"

The wizard scrunched his face a bit at Thorin then sighed out a breath, "Completely."

Thorin slouched back in his seat and brought his hands up to cover his mouth.

"But," the wizard continued, "I still believe they have much to offer the company-"

"Whoa whoa whoa," I interrupted, " We agreed to getting to Rivendell with you guys, that's it, no more adventure, or quest, or mission of grave importance. Sophie and I are staying here where its safe and we can figure out a way to get back home."

Gandalf seemed apprehensive about this and started to rub his temples while Elrond seemed unfazed by the whole thing. The elf eyes Sophie and I before waving a hand in the air. Elves both male and female, all extremely pretty, swarmed the table with bowls and plates of greens and other organic food. Though right now I don't think I could even handle a baby carrot dipped in ranch.

"Regardless I'm sure you are all hungry, please eat." Elrond said though his mind seemed elsewhere right now.

I looked down at the plate before me and I just wanted to push it away like some spoiled picky brat. My stomach turned and twisted and I started to feel sick just looking at the food.

Sighing I pushed my chair back and stood up, "Excuse me, I've lost my appetite and it seems I'm still tired from almost dying today." I grumbled and turned to walk down the marble steps. I felt the eyes of the company on me even though the noise of their laughter never died down a single decibel. What a dinner this turned out to be.

Sooooooo I'm back. AND A GRADUATE BABY! Funny story about that so on our graduation medals they give us all for completing all the necessary years to be able to graduate they spelled 'CLASS' wrong. The thing was missing an 's' and the writer in me just cringed when I saw it. But in other news LOOK! An update! Gosh those have become rare…sorry about that guys. But I'm back and no longer tormented and weighed down by the terrible and cringing thought of finals. No more high school! DOBBY IS FREE! Anyways a new chapter that's always exciting. I also hope you enjoy this seeing as its been an on and off thing since March so it may or may not be the best thing I put out but at least its out! Until next time my lovelies! Stay Classy.