"So she is awake?" Asked Gandalf.

"Yes. She woke a short while ago." Replied Elrond.

"And you say she claims not to come from Middle Earth." Said Gandalf walking over to the railing and placing both hands on it.

"Yes."

"Interesting." Gandalf muttered to himself.

"You think the same as I." Said Elrond, hearing the old wizards words. "There is some strangeness here. I do not doubt. But what it is I cannot guess."

"You speak rightly Elrond. I am indeed puzzled by it. But we shall only find possible answers after we talk to her."

"When I left her I told her that drink and food would be brought. Do you wish to wait and speak to here after?"

"No. I do not know why but something is telling me I must talk to her now. Bring the food to her while we talk." Said Gandalf turning to face Elrond.

"I shall see to it." Replied Elrond and proceeded to walk away.

"Elrond." Called Gandalf and the elf stopped and turned. "Would it be possible for Frodo to be called? He will be needed to tell all he knows. Also I think if she had another of her kind with her she may not feel threatened."

Elrond smiled.

"You speak wisely as always. I shall ask for Frodo to be brought to her room. Then I shall return."

"I will wait here." Smiled Gandalf and he turned back towards the railing in thought as Elrond walked away.

"I have asked for food to be brought shortly." Elrond told Gandalf as they walked down the corridor.

"Thank you. I'm sure it will be much appreciated."

Wizard and Elf walked on for a moment in silence, each thinking about the new arrival.

"Gandalf. You have said you are puzzled but you have not mentioned one thing. Do you believe her?" Asked Elrond suddenly, bring the wizard back from his thoughts.

"I have not heard the girl speak and I at this moment do not know what to believe. If indeed she is from Middle Earth we must decide why she has said what she has said. And if it is true then we must decided how she came to be here. It will be a difficult decision to make." Replied Gandalf looking ahead of him. "And it is not one to be made lightly." He added. "But what of your thoughts, friend?"

"I do not deny her statement puzzles me greatly indeed as I have said before. And to many it may seem a cry of madness from one who has taken a serious blow to the head such as she has. Or a call for attention as she is but a young hobbit. No more than 20 years to my reckoning. But I have given much though to the matter and I have run it over in my mind. I heard her speak and there was truth in her words."

Gandalf pondered this for a moment.

"Well we shall find out soon I hope."

"I too. Also there was something else that beset me." Said Elrond. "Her way of speaking. She uses the common speech but has an accent that has not been heard in Rivendel for sure."

"She does not sound like a Shire folk?" Asked Gandalf.

"None that I have heard. But I have not heard many. You are more likely to know that."

Gandalf nodded but said nothing as they reached the door to her room. As they stood there for that moment they heard a cry from inside and a loud thump. Looking at each other in wonder and slight panic Elrond reached for the door and opened it. Both entered the room to see the young hobbit sat on the floor by the bed with the covers half pulled off covering her. They watched it amusement as they saw a hand emerge from the covers and her head half appear. She looked at them and laughed nervously.

"Er.little help?"