BTW I should mention "Italics" are the elves speaking in their native tongue Sindarin. "Bold Italics" is when they are speaking in Khuzdul. Italics without the "-" is thoughts either thinking to one another or general thought.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the twilight series and I really don't own any of Tolkien's amazing work.

Third Point of View

Bella felt her whole body relax the moment she stepped into her parent's realm, she knew they could sense her but waited, it wouldn't be surprising to her if her mother saw what was to come. She smiled wide and pulled her hood up higher over her head to cover her face more the moment she sensed and heard the marchwardens approach.

"Le suilon, Traveller." The voice of Haldir called out halting her casual walk towards her home. "What brings you here?"

Her mother's realm wasn't as strict as Thranduil's or as eased back as her brothers and though travellers may pass through here or towards her mother's home without being questioned by the marchwardens if they were unexpected or unknown and she is an unexpected visitor.

"Gi suilon mellon." She called out with a laugh as she pulled down her hood, her lips pulling into a smile as the whole troop dropped down from their places in the trees Haldir at the lead.

"Hírilnín, gohenanín gi nathlam hí." (My Lady, forgive me welcome home.) Haldir greeted while bowing his head. "We did not expect you to be here… are you well my lady? Where is Legolas?"

Haldir had quickly moved to her side as he looked behind her to see she was indeed alone. He knew that she was travelling with others, another quest as their Lady had told them all and yet here Canadriel was, alone with grief in her eyes.

Swallowing harshly she nodded. "They will be coming by soon, we… I… can you go and retrieve them while I make my way home?"

A slight frown pulled at his brows but he bowed nonetheless and moved out of the way, the others of his troop following his example as they watched her pass. Something deep within told him that she wasn't going straight to Caras Galadhon and it concerned him so, not because he didn't trust the Lady Canadriel, she was a trusted friend and his mentor but the grief in her eyes were strong and warring with the mischief as well.

"Move out, we must track to see where Lady Canadriel's Fellowship enters the woods."

LxB

It took the company most of the day to reach the woods of Lothlórien, there was little chatter beyond the murmurs between Aragorn and Legolas or the two strangers who glittered in the sun or the reassuring words offered to Frodo who still walked in a daze. Though that all changed when they entered the woods and began to make their way into the heart of it.

The trees grew tall and cast a soft golden glow over them all and lighting the yellow flowers strewn across the forest floor. It was a breathtaking sight to those who had never seen it but have heard of it only in stories but it set Gimli on edge.

Stay close, young hobbits... they say a Sorceress lives in these woods. An elf-witch of terrible power. All who look upon her fall under her spell..." Gimli muttered as he pulled the four hobbits closer to the group, missing the way Legolas smirked and tried to smother his humour.

Frodo… Frodo freezes as a voice whispered in his mind, his eyes snapping around the area for the voice, it was unlike anything he had ever heard before and he had heard the Lady whisper to his mind before... your coming to us is as the footsteps of doom. You bring great evil here, Ringbearer.

"…And are never seen again! Well, here's one dwarf she won't ensnare so easily. I have the eyes of a hawk and the ears of a fox!" Gimli finished without noticing that Frodo and the hobbits no longer listened to him, his eyes scanning the area before freezing as an arrow came into view followed by many more. "Oh!"

Legolas pulled his bow up as he stepped closer to Gimli, these may be his wife's people but he knew her wrath if Gimli was hurt by them would not take that into consideration. Jasper and Peter kept their bodies relaxed as much as possible; their hands up in the universal sign of peace and surrender, both knew that these elves were not here to harm them.

"The dwarf breathes so loud we could have shot him in the dark." The familiar voice of Haldir uttered as he made his way towards them. Legolas felt his whole body relax at the familiar sight of the Marchwarden but chose to go on with his wife's plan, it had to be a plan because he knew that Haldir was scheduled for the other end of the forest for the next few months. "Come."

The fellowship followed the Marchwarden through the forest in silence; their eyes flickering to the elves that surrounded them with caution, worry, awe and amusement depending on whose view on them were good. The sun began to set low and by that time they thankfully arrived at the small guard flet high above on a Mallorn branch.

When they finally reached the top Haldir eyed the fellowship with a critical eye but Jasper could feel the elf's concern and worry, though amusement was laced in when his eyes landed on Legolas. "Mae govannen, Legolas Thranduilion."

"Govannas vîn gwennen le, Haldir o Lórien." (Our Fellowship stands in your debt, Haldir of Lórien.) Legolas replied with a tilt of his head in respect.

Haldir raised his brow ever so slowly before facing the leader of the Fellowship. "A, Aragorn in Dúnedain istannen le ammen."

"Haldir," Aragorn replied with a bow.

"So much for the legendary courtesy of the Elves! Speak words we can also understand!" Gimli practically spat out in irritation, a little bit regretful he didn't listen to his cousin Balin and Ori when they said it would come in handy.

Haldir turned his gaze towards the lone dwarf in the group with a blank face. He knew this dwarf; it was hard not to know when his Lady Canadriel had whispered their names into his mind. "We have not had dealings with the dwarves, since the dark days."

"And do you know what this Dwarf says to that? Ishkhaqwi ai durugnul!" Gimli spat out this time, stilling as he felt two pairs of hands land him on his shoulder. Legolas clenched his jaw tightly and raised his eyes high into the trees to hold back the laughter that threatened to spill out, Gimli was much like his father and his kin.

Aragorn peered at him unimpressed before facing Gimli. "That! Was not so courteous."

Legolas, Peter and Jasper stepped away as Haldir and Aragorn moved to talk after the Marchwarden declared they could go no further, all three sets of eyes scanning the flets for their missing member.

"We will be allowed to pass," Peter muttered lowly so only Jasper and Legolas could hear. "Though they are curious about what Major and I are."

Legolas nodded towards Peter as his eyes roamed the cloaked guards once more. "Your species is thought to be a myth among our race and unknown to many others. But you are correct in saying we will be able to pass, Moriel has already spoken to Haldir."

"How do you know this?" Jasper asked as he continued to roll out the calming waves to those in the Fellowship, not enough to completely mask the grief but enough to help them.

"Because we are already halfway there, this is my wife's home, one of them at least," Legolas replied. "Haldir was at our wedding in Erebor, he takes his job seriously but we have already been…"

"You have already been vetted for." Bella finished as she jumped down from one of the higher flets, halting all conversation. "Haldir, thank you."

Haldir bowed deeply to his lady. "It was a pleasure my lady, please allow us to accompany you all for the rest of the way."

"You may, thank you," Bella replied with a respectful bow. There was no need for him or his contingent of wardens to accompany them to her home as they were safe within her parent's domain but she saw the way his eyes flickered to Frodo and back with worry that she allowed it gracefully.

The trek towards her home was done with very little chatter only a complaint here and there mainly about food and the exhaustion but Bella was jittery and if it was not for Jasper she knew that she would not be so easily composed. Gandalf was gone and her heart weighed heavily on her, she could feel the grief lash out here and there while her Legolas tried to sooth it.

Sharp inhales of awe reached her ears as they came to the top of the overlook that showed the best view of her home.

"Caras Galadhon. The heart of Elvendom on earth. Realm of the Lord Celeborn and of Galadriel, Lady of Light." Haldir explained with pride, his eyes glancing to his Lady Canadriel who looked away with a flicker of emotion he had not seen before.

They began to walk once more till the sun reached its zenith and only then did they stop for a short rest and a proper meal. Legolas cast a look to Peter and Jasper, patting Aragorn's shoulder and waving off the concern as he made his way to his wife.

"Gilgalad nín, Amrâlimê, you have not spoken a word since we left to make our journey here." Legolas murmured as he pulled her into his arms starting with Sindarin and changing to Khuzdul when she didn't respond. "I am sorry we could not honour them as they deserved."

"My heart is heavy Legolas, caun nín, grief threatens to take me and I cannot face my parents once more like this. I am the last of their children." Bella choked out as she turned her face down in shame. "If I wasn't a coward I would not have left nor stayed away so long, I could have stopped my brothers from entering Moria."

Legolas frowned and cupped her face in his palms to pull her gaze gently to his once more. "You are not a coward, their death is not your fault Ghivashel, you told them your visions and they understood why you stayed away just like I do. If you are to blame anyone then you will need to blame me as well for I did not stop them leaving either and I was in the mountain."

Bella stepped out of her husband's arms and gazed at him with tears in her eyes, shaking her head in disbelief. Legolas watched with a heavy heart and his own tears as she struggled to form words before turning abruptly and making her way deeper into the forest. His hand snapped out and stilled both Jasper and Aragorn who went to follow, his ears picking up Haldir informing no one else to follow before he slumped down into the earth and covered his face with his hands.

How much more did his wife have to suffer?

"It's not yer fault either elf," Gimli uttered as he came to the elfs side. He couldn't help but listen in to the conversation the moment the familiar guttural sounds of his language fell from the princelings lips. "My cousin was a stubborn dwarf and did as he pleased, even if the lass were there she'd not be able to stop him but it would be her too in that tomb."

"It matters not, she still blames herself." Legolas sighed in Westron.

Haldir frowns and casts a look in the direction his Lady went. "Shall we wait for her?"

Legolas shook his head. "No, she will meet us there when what we discussed is thought over. We should continue on before the day grows even shorter."

With a nod, they began to break down their brief camp and finish off the food Sam had prepared before continuing their trek. Jasper and Peter murmured quickly too each other while Jasper continued to roll out the calming waves with each suspicious look they received from the other elves. Aragorn kept by Legolas's side as they marched onwards though, exchanging small worried glances here and there that spoke volumes.

The ranger knew Canadriel well and had been travelling with her for quite some time, he knew what finding those tombs meant and his heart ached for both his friends.

The Fellowship arrives at Caras Galadhon as the sun dips below the tree line and allowing the soft silver glow to brighten the elven realm striking awe into the hearts of many. Haldir dismissed his troop and began to guide the Fellowship towards his Lord and Lady's realm and up the brilliant winding stairway amongst the trees towards the grand court. With a glow issuing forth from them, the Lord and Lady of Lothlórien descend to meet the Fellowship, hand in hand. Aragorn touches his head reverently in greeting while Frodo felt fear spike in his heart as the elven woman stared at him with eyes that were too much like Moriel's when she was lost in thought and seeing right through him.

Celeborn cast his gaze over the fellowship with dark eyes. "The Enemy knows you have entered here. What hope you had in secrecy is now gone. Ten that are here yet twelve there were set out from Rivendell. Tell me where is Gandalf? For I much desire to speak with him. I can no longer see him from afar."

Galadriel looks at Aragorn, reading the answer in his eyes and the eyes of the others. "Gandalf the Grey did not pass the borders of this land. He has fallen into Shadow."

'This does not bode well Meldanya, can you see onnalma?' Celeborn asked his wife mentally as he turned to face her but Galadriel's focus was half on her daughter's Chosen and the other looking for Canadriel.

"He was taken by both Shadow and flame. A Balrog of Morgoth. For we went needlessly into the net of Moria." Legolas explained to the Lord and Lady of the Goldenwood, his eyes dropping down as he continued his thoughts. 'We found three of the Company of Thorin entombed there, one of them being Balin.'

'Then it is as we feared.' Galadriel replied to him while speaking to the others. Needless were none of the deeds of Gandalf in life. We do not yet know his full purpose." She turns her gaze to Gimli. "Do not let the great emptiness of Khazad-dûm fill your heart, Gimli son of Glóin. For the world has grown full of peril. And in all lands love is now mingled with grief."

Flashes of what could be and what will be crossed her vision as she looked beyond the darkness. There were too many key points that she could not see the outcome and even just a little wrong turn can cause much peril. "The quest stands upon the edge of a knife. Stray but a little and it will fail to the ruin of all. Yet hope remains while the Company is true."

Her eyes flicker to one of the Hobbits before facing out into her domain once more. "Do not let your hearts be troubled. Go now and rest for you are weary with sorrow and much toil. Tonight you will sleep in peace…"

Celeborn turns to instruct Haldir to give them a place to rest before turning to his wife and Legolas who had stayed behind. "Moria."

"We had not heard from Balin, Ori and Óin for many years now but Thorin and Dwalin thought it best not to mention it to her, we had hoped they were still alive but…" Legolas trailed off as he gestured towards Moria.

Both the Lord and Lady of the Wood nodded in understanding before bowing their heads in thought. Legolas watched as they silently conversed before bowing and then making his way down to the others to help settle them in, he could sense his wife draw near and knew that she needed time with her parents before she joined them.

'I'll be down soon caun nín.'

The moment Legolas disappeared from view Bella stepped out from behind one of the branches and collapsed into her mother's waiting arms. It had been too long since she had seen them, nearly as long as she had seen her brothers and Chosen. Tears pooled and spilled down her cheeks as sobs tore from her throat, her three of her brothers dead.

More will die soon.

"I will help with all that I can my daughter," Galadriel whispered to her daughter gently as she placed a kiss upon her crown. "For now you have friends who are worried and grieving with you. Young Gimli is mourning the family he had."

Something within her jolted at that, the haze of grief lifting for a moment as she realised that Gimli, Gimli was travelling with them and he too had seen the tomb of his cousin and kin. She pulled herself out of her parents embrace, her hand hesitating on her mother as a flash of something flickered across her vision but shook it off when it did not return.

A Olórin i yáresse

Mentaner i Númeherui
Tírien i Rómenóri

Maiaron i Oiosaila

Manan elye etevanne

Nórie i melanelye?

The lament that started as she descended the stairs made her falter before she hurried her steps, her eyes catching Peter who waited several flights down with awaiting arms and with an encouraging sharp nod she took a step off the stairs and trusted in him to catch her.

She felt her husband's fear spike as he caught her falling, his hands replacing Peter's in an instant as he checked over her for any sign of harm.

"I am okay my love, it was the fastest way down and I trusted Peter to catch me." Her eyes snapped to Peter briefly letting him know that her words were for him as well, she did trust him.

Peter gave his friend a smile and dipped his head, his eyes turning to the left as Jasper made his way to them with Gimli in tow. Both of them looked just as concerned but now Bella could see that it was a concern for her.

'You explained what Grief was to them.' She whispered into her husband's mind.

Legolas pressed his forehead to her own briefly and placed a kiss on her lips in reply. He had no other choice if she fled then only the two beings from the other realm were able to catch her and they needed to know what was going on, to monitor the signs of grief that he, himself, may miss. Plus, the blonde one was able to influence emotions and that may also help her with the Grief.

With a deep breath, she cupped her husband's cheek in thanks before turning to Gimli. "My braids need to be redone, will you help me irakdashat? I can find some wine and we can drink over the memories of our kin."

Gimli raised his brows in surprise, a swell of pride rising within it at the honour he was being bestowed and bowed his head. "It would be an honour 'adadnamad."

Author Note: Okay, so here is this… what on earth am I doing?

P.S. Don't demand me to update, I have severe writers block it took me this long to update and each time someone demands that I update well whatever story it was for gets pushed back to the back of the line.