A/N: Hey look, another thing. Sorry it's so short, I'll try to get part two up soon.

You would all be so proud of me (not really) since I lost my new Kindle Fire HD that cost me a good $200 or so, as I left it on the roof of my car as I left for church. My cousin-I swear she has a heart of pure GOLD-is sending me her old Kindle Fire that she no longer uses.

Anyway! Onto the REAL(ish) story at hand. Enjoy! Reviews are my favorite thing in the world!

BRTxoxo

Will's POV (look, you get to see inside Will's mind again and not Sahara's, aren't you happy?)

It seemed to take forever for the girls, Legolas, and "the Doctor" to reemerge from the… TARDIS, I think he called it. For the five minutes-honestly, it really was only five minutes-it took them, David picked up his girlfriend with my help and laid her on the couch with a pillow under her head. Jack went to sulk in a corner and the woman named Donna crossed her arms tightly across her chest. The new Captain Jack started talking to Elizabeth-and at first she was weary of him, ignoring his advances. At first.

As The Doctor and Legolas followed Carly out of the box, the brunette looked confused. I'm not quite sure how to explain the Doctor's expression as he fiddled with a blue and silver cylinder in his hands. Legolas was highly confused and a bit flustered as well. Very flustered actually.

"What is it? What happened? Where's-" I stopped short and my eyes widened, my jaw dropping nearly to the floor.

Sarah was grinning ear to ear was she walked out of the blue police box.

A creature, something that looked human, but crawled on all fours with extremely wide pale blue eyes, thin wisps of hair, and very large hands and feet, followed her out with a fish in his mouth. It was almost like he was trying to smile around the fish. But that's not what had me surprised.

Rather it was the fact that she was holding its hand.

David looked up, and upon seeing Sarah with the creature, started to his feet. "Holy… what… what in the name of Sherlock Holmes did we miss?"

Elizabeth screeched, instinctively-I would assume-hiding behind Jack Harkness. Donna looked at the creature, raised an eyebrow and turned to the Doctor as if to ask 'are you serious?'. Jack Sparrow eyed the creature somewhat curiously before he pulled a face and turned back to his corner, muttering about rum and peanuts.

"I do not know what to make of him anymore. In Middle Earth, he was twisted and evil, and now, he is like a cat." The elf shook his head in frustration.

"Oh c'mon Legolas, he's really a big sweetheart. I mean, look at him!" Sarah appealed to the elf, and we all shifted our gaze to the creature crouching beside her, who looked to be quite happily eating the fish, saying something about "juicy sweet".

The room was silent for a few moments.

"Yeah, we're going to need more fish."

Jack turned around suddenly and crouched in front of the creature, as if to analyze it. "I don't very much like you."

The creature hissed, dropping the fish he'd been eating and scrambled behind Sarah, hanging on her legs, hitting Jack in the process.

"Oi! Knock it off Jack!" when Jack stood up, the young woman with curly hair flicked his nose.

I tried to smother a chuckle and it came out as a strangled snort.

"My Sméagol."

Carly giggled at her friend, and I had to admit, the sight was comical. Sarah was a good head shorter than Jack, with unruly black hair, dressed in her work clothes, hands on her hips, and a sulking creature glaring from behind her legs. Jack stood slightly leaning away from her, holding onto his nose, eying the creature.

"Now then, everyone, I would like to introduce you to Sméagol. He used to be very much like a hobbit, but much more adept to water. After a few unfortunate events and happenings, he was… well, he turned into this." Sarah knelt down and gave Sméagol his fish, which he happily continued eating, occasionally glaring at Jack. Suddenly she sighed heavily and looked to Dave and Carly. "Guys, it's time. We have to tell them."

"Tell us what exactly," Elizabeth demanded, trying to retain some dignity after her very un-lady-like reaction to Sméagol.

I looked at the young women curiously, confused by their slightly guilty and nervous faces. Carly nodded.

"Look, obviously you know that this isn't your world. And we know that it's hard to live here. But we know where you're from, and we know your stories. Here, they're just stories, tales, lore, that someone created. You're not supposed to be real."

I stared at her, dumbfounded, hurt, angry. "How long have you known," I asked.

Her eyes shot to mine, pools of sorrow and-no, that could be-could it?

Fear. Fear drenched her bi-colored eyes. But it wasn't fear as if she had seen something to threaten her life. It was fear of a different kind, the fear I felt when I watched Elizabeth being led through Port Royal by pirates, and when I held hands with her through prison bars.

She was afraid of losing something.

And from the way her gaze was directed at me, I hardly dared to hope that it would be me.