Author's note:

Hate school. Hate world. Hate Devon. Hate Life. I've had an AWFUL week so I'm coming home to write in hope that it might make me feel better. Devon is a snark in my class whose fourteen going on four basically. She's being a bitch to me at the moment for no sound reason except that she wants a bitch fight. If you ever have the choice to go to an all girls' school, don't go. Believe me, it's torture. The only good thing about my day was I went and paid my library fine so I could get out Return of the King and The Hobbit. Ok I think I might put some recommendations in here because lately I have read some absolutely genius stories. Five Daughters Of Another Land by Anon E. Mus just ROCKS. I read that yesterday and I sat there going the whole time "This story is awesome!" I HOPE HOPE HOPE she writes more, it's really good. Bride of Legolas is also the ruliest author. All her stuff is work of TOTAL brilliance. I love it. Especially her Legolas stories Be Careful What You Wish for Part 1 and Be Careful What You Wish For Part 2. They just left me cracking up the whole time. Especially the chapter involving Legolas and a modern bath. Tee hee hee. Disclaimer: No I don't own any LOTR characters, but Alice and any people relating to Alice are mine.

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Chapter 9 – Legolas returns to Middle Earth.

Legolas's last comment caused Alice to whip around rather quickly. Suddenly her head released all self defence tactics, 2 minutes too late, sending them to several parts of her body which were directed at Legolas. It took Alice a fair amount of time to realise what she'd just done.

"Oh... crap..." Alice mumbled, her face pale as virgin snow. "Are you ok?"

Legolas nodded. "I am fine."

"I'm just shocked," she babbled. "Me? An elf?! Legolas, haven't you NOTICED? I have trouble not tripping over my own FEET. I'm the most accident prone person I know! You say this Elrond is a lord guy? I'm hardly a noble! I'm not a lady! I'm NOT going to go with you to Middle Earth. No way."

"I am not saying that you should accompany me back to Middle Earth at once," Legolas stated. "I just thought you might desire to know." Alice was becoming increasingly pale. The familiar feeling of nausea that came to her when she was just about to go on stage to perform rose from her stomach; except it was heightened, due to shock. She threw up nothing in particular into her mother's rose bushes.

Legolas spent the night agonising. He hadn't intended to hurt her, or make her vomit. But he knew her reaction would be something like that. He shouldn't have told her. He REALLY shouldn't have told her. Maybe he should just go back to Middle Earth and explain to Lord Elrond and Elrohir what had happened. Maybe they'd understand. So, that is what Legolas decided to do. He grabbed something which the humans called a pen and wrote a quick note telling the Bailey family that he was returning to Middle Earth to verify things and that he'd return soon. To tell the truth he was quite depressed. He muttered the words that would return him home and suddenly he was home in Middle Earth, smelling the familiar scent that symbolised home.

Meanwhile, Alice retrieved the note Legolas had written. She read it carefully trying to take it all in. Her first thoughts were along the lines of "Oh dear god," continuing on to many other words unrepeatable as impressionable eyes may be reading. She suddenly felt as if she'd been thwacked by a rather hard mallet, and had to sit down for awhile. It wasn't until Beth and Carry left that that she confessed to Gina all that happened.
"Oh my god!" Gina exclaimed. "You're an elf as well?"
"Or so Legolas says," She replied. "I don't know if it's true or not, for all I know he could be lying his bloody head off."
"From what I've seen of Legolas he doesn't tend to joke to often hun," Gina stated, and quite rightly too.

"I 'spose so," Alice sighed. "Apparently I'm the daughter of some elf lord's son."

"If I were you I'd be taking that trip to Mirkwood," Gina sighed.
"Middle Earth." Alice corrected.

"Whatever," Gina replied. "It's just that I'm saying you could give up this world and go to Middle Earth."
"Aren't you supposed to be a teensy weensy bit supportive of my decision to stay here?" Alice wondered aloud irritably.

"Well... I can't really see your point," Gina answered, attempting to be tactful.
"So I stay here for my friends i.e. YOU and you tell me to go to Middle Earth. Fine. That's just fine," Alice snapped.

"Chill... pill..." Gina muttered. "Alice, it's great that you're staying here for us. But I've heard you complaining about how much school sucks. You've always wanted to be anywhere else but here." This made Alice freeze. "Before you ask Alice, I have read your little mahogany poetry book."

"You do realise you gained full access to my soul," Alice flared.
"Calm down, I don't need your melodrama," Gina said sensibly. If there was one person who could stop Alice's melodrama, it was Gina. Many had tried, and many had failed.
"Fine. I'm still angry about the poetry book thing." Alice retorted.
"Look Alice, you've been my best friend since we were confused beings straight out of Year 7," Gina explained. "Sure I'll miss you when you go to Middle Earth, but I'd rather you went than stayed here and kept being so bloody suicidal." Gina suddenly grinned. "And think of the advantages... Legolas 24/7..." Alice picked up a pillow and threw it at her friend. This eventually resolved in a full scale pillow fight between the two which also helped in taking Alice's mind of Legolas. Temporarily of course.

Legolas returned to Rivendell mid morning to find the Lady Arwen out on a walk. Effectively, he joined her.
"Greetings Prince of Mirkwood," She said. "Back so soon from your quest?"

"Yes Lady," Legolas replied with dignity.

"I bear a message from my father."
"Oh?"

"He wishes to see you on your return."

"Then I shall go to him. I thank you, Lady," With that Legolas walked toward the house of Elrond to see what he wanted. When he got there, Elrond was busy pouring over some document or rather being one of wisdom.

"Ah Legolas," Were the first words that came from his mouth. "What news? Has Lindelë been found?"
"Yes, Lord," Legolas replied. "But she refuses to return to Middle Earth."
Elrond paled. "Refuses?!"

"Yes, Lord," Legolas conferred.

"This is a terrible day," Elrond sighed.
"Lord Elrond," Legolas began.

"Yes?"

"Would not it be cruel to take Lady Lindelë away from her adopted family and home?" He finished.
"Legolas, you do not understand. Lindelë is dying," Elrond explained rather frankly. "The world which she loves so much is polluting her soul."

"Dying?!" Legolas spluttered. A little word beginning with 'f' that Legolas had heard Alice use on a number of occasions didn't seem to cut it at that moment in time.

"For her sake Legolas," Elrond said solemnly. "Save her." Legolas nodded, giving Elrond his allegiance. He would save her no matter what it took.

Alice's week passed without her noticing. She had spent the rest of Sunday and all of Monday in a dazed stupor trying to take in what she'd been told by Legolas. She had found Carry's hand waving in front of her face many times during her lessons. It was on Tuesday first spell in dance class that she had to banish her stupor as they were learning hip hop, something which she really enjoyed doing, despite being hopeless at it. A certain girl called Devon Stewart, a rather impertinent girl of the Whitby region, was being a total cow. When the world slowly began to materialise again on Tuesday morning, Alice found she had to fight the familiar urge to bash Devon's tiny little head into a rather neat hole in the ground. The only things that stopped her from doing this was a) not wanting to sink to her level b) simple maturity that Devon did not possess and c) the fact that she'd get fined and sued by the school and Devon's parents. She could escape Devon if she went to Middle Earth. Heaven. Thinking of numerous tortures to pull on Devon in her fantasy land took her mind of Legolas and her Elvish decent temporarily, much to her relief. Rock Climbing seemed to help also because in Alice's deranged mind, scaling a 14 metre wall was calming. Wednesday posed no threat to Alice's well being either except for Religious studies last spell. She came home that day feeling like she had been thwacked by several sledge hammers. Life at that present moment in time really sucked. Suddenly out of the corner of her eye, she saw a white kitten with huge blue eyes and somewhat human features. It was much like the one she had seen at Shari at the pet shop that fateful day. In fact it WAS the one she and Shari had seen. This could only mean one thing. That cat was Legolas.

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Oooooooo I'm getting good at cliff hangers =). This is fun! Anyway, yes I decided to use Devon in my story with her real alias because saying I'm pissed off with her would be putting it REALLY mildly. Oh well. It's kinda like my revenge. Well, it's not as if she's going to be reading this. Well, I may include my P.O.V on our school's Te Papa soiree in the next chapter and I'm going to see how our favourite elf prince fares at a concert... Well, it seems as if it might pose interest. I'll just have to think of what's going to happen. Anyway I better go, bed time for me. Reviews are much appreciated. Toodles!