~ HexAdecimal - Thanks for the compliment on the chapter, I really appreciate it.

Lenni - there you are, thought we lost you for a minute. Sorry about what happened to the Child, bummer. Looking forward to you being back on the 14th.

Raphielle - I know I am so mean ::Evil laughter::

The Empress - thanks for the review :o) More info on rescuing Jodi is coming up :o)

Daydream - let Legolas go before the poor elf suffocates. ::Daydream loosens grip but resolves never to let Legolas go:: lol

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Morning came and I found myself cuddled up against Aldanor, his arm around me. I sighed feeling comfortable until the night came rushing back to me.

There was a touch, then Aldanor was on me, looking in my eyes. I heard a whisper asking if I wanted this, I don't know what I said. Then sighs, and moans, the room started dancing. Aldanor and I were dancing. That's all I remembered.

I sat up intent on pushing on pushing Aldanor away but stopped when my stomach flipped on me. Aldanor got up for a moment saying he would be back. He returned with a cup of something, which I eyed warily.

"Drink this it will make you feel better." Aldanor said. I drank whatever it was and my stomach did seem to settle a bit. I lay back down and grew drowsy. Aldanor was holding my hand I noticed, then I fell asleep.

Aldanor waited until Jodi's breathing became regular before getting up. Out side the room he paced the hall thinking. Aldanor didn't know that the wine would get Jodi drunk. He himself had three cups and didn't feel a thing. She was the one who came onto him, he thought she changed her mind. The night was wonderful, they made love over and over again.

Stopping Aldanor rested his hand on the door and sighed and a hand over his heart. He couldn't do this to her. However much of what happened that Jodi remembers, Aldanor doesn't know. What he knows is that he is not going to do this to her. After the child was born, it was his duty to kill her because of his stature. Aldanor looked in on Jodi who was sleeping peacefully on the bed. Closing the door, Aldanor cursed at himself. By opening up to her, trying to get Jodi to give in became a double edged sword. With in the next day or so or when it was safe, he would let Jodi go. Aldanor had unintentionally fallen in love with Jodi.

In Holsomon's home, the turtles returned and told Master Splinter what they had found and what they were going to do. Holsomon listened as well. After everything was explained Holsomon said he knew of someone who would be willing to help.

"I'll be back this evening," Holsomon said and left with his horse. That day was spent practicing and figuring out strategies. That evening Holsomon returned saying that he might have some help. They would know for sure in a few days.

At the home of the dark elves, I paced Aldanor's room. He swears that he didn't mean for me to get drunk. He forgot that humans couldn't handle much of their wine. I stopped pacing and rubbed my hands over my face. I didn't know what to believe. All I do know for sure is that we made love, several times thanks to Aldanor saying so. I hoped I wasn't pregnant, that would only complicate things worse.

Knocking on the door got my attention. I called to who ever it was to come in. Aldanor came in with an elf who looked to be a little older than him. Unlike Aldanor, who was fair, she was dark and reminded me of the witches in horror movies. Her voice matched that description.

Walking up to me she laid a hand on my stomach and gasped. I went to back away from her, but Aldanor walked behind me holding me in place.

"This woman, has spirit," The elf cackled. "Strong one for a human." She licked her lips as she rubbed her hand over my stomach. I closed my eyes and turned my head hoping she would go away.

"But no babe resides here," The elf finished and took her hands off me. Aldanor seemed to let loose a breath and took the elf out. Closing the door, he came up to me and went to put his hands on my arms.

"Don't touch me," I said backing away. Aldanor stopped putting his hands down.

"I'm letting you go Jodi," Aldanor said softly. I wasn't sure I heard him right.

"What?"

"If you were to give birth to my child, son or girl, I would still have to kill you," my mouth dropped open. "But I do not want you dead, so I am letting you go." Aldanor chose that moment to walk up to me. I didn't back away.

"I feel for you and don't want you hurt." Aldanor said resting his hands on my shoulders. "I found that out last night. And now with your permission, I would like to kiss you then in a weeks time, it will be safe to take you out, when the guard won't see you, and let you go." I felt like a fish, my mouth opened and closed with no sound.

"May I?" Aldanor asked. Remembering his question, I touched his face and couldn't help but think of how different he was from the other elves around here. Closing my eyes I brought his face to mine.

Leonardo looked out the window. His brothers and him have formed a small plan but unless they got help, they would be dead meat. Michelangelo was busying himself in the kitchen, while Raphael went out for a walk. Donatello was toying with Holsomon's stove around Michelangelo, while Holsomon and Master Splinter conversed. Holsomon's ears perked and he went to the door. Opening the door an elf stood there. This elf had very pale hair, calling it blond would have been too dark, and a quiver of arrows over his back.

"Holsomon, you said you have allies who can help us?" The elf said.

"Yes, Molaart," Holsomon responded. He introduced each of the turtles and Master Splinter. After sitting and listening to Leonardo explain where the home of the dark elves were and how he proposed they got in Molaart nodded.

"You plan makes much sense," Molaart complimented. "What we will do is get all of our armies together and you will lead us in. Tomorrow at dawn, four more armies will be joining us, of all races. We will help you get your friend Jodi back and you in turn will help us recover the baby stolen years ago."

"Baby?" Raphael had come back in and went over. "What baby?" Michelangelo and Donatello peered around the stove curious to what they were all now talking about.

"Many years ago," Molaart began. "Our queen was with child, very happy and content with our king. When she gave birth we were overjoyed with the new son she had. But one night when she was alone, an imposter stormed the castle, went up to where she had the babe and stole him. Eventually the imposter was caught, an elf who had turned rogue against us. He told us we would never find the baby and laughed until he was sentenced to death."

"How will you know who the baby was?" Master Splinter asked.

"We'll know," Molaart said.

Dawn approached, I watched the sunrise from the bedroom window. Aldanor was still asleep on the bed. Last night, Aldanor admitted that he didn't know where the tunnel back to my world was. He was going to let me go on the land just out side their borders so I wouldn't have to worry about being attacked. We talked for a long time and I almost admitted that I would actually miss him. But, I kept my mouth shut. This was already hard enough.

This day was a solemn one. The day passed slowly and it seemed to fade slowly into night. Aldanor was having dinner with me when we heard the sound of what sounded like trumpets. Aldanor jumped up from his chair and grabbed his sword.

"What's going on?" I cried.

"A battle, we are under attack," Aldanor said. He buckled his belt and turned to leave.

"Aldanor just a moment," I ran to him before he left. Kissing him I looked into his eyes. "Don't bolt the door please." Aldanor nodded and left. I went to the window and saw soldiers preparing their arrows. I prayed that Aldanor would be all right, and if the turtles were there, that they would be safe too.