Author's Note: Thanks silent wanderer! I forgot about Ryann! She went home with Gabby and Momo and is still there. Also, she was a jerk and didn't back-up Gabby when she was telling everyone about Middle-Earth. That's why she was thrown into the Mental Hospital. Okay, all caught up? Good.
Life Goes On Chapter Four
"Um, Gabby..." Legolas began. She felt him considering the consequences if he followed through with whatever he was trying to do. She picked up a bag to her left that Elrond had kept for her. She flipped the pages rather quickly to the very end of the fat book. Legolas didn't notice her frenzied search. She found an extra family tree.
Gabriel of the Golden Wood ---------------------------- Legolas of Mirkwood
Taralot Noradriel Thranduil II Faramir Aragorn Taralotion
She gaped open mouthed as the words shone softly on the page. More names were added to the list of children as she watched. She felt her cheeks turn deep red as she read her own mini-biography.
"Gabriel of the Golden Wood: After the War of the Ring, Legolas, Prince of Mirkwood proposed to her, insisting she be adopted. She had come from no accountable Elven family in Middle-Earth. As friends would say, their nine children were some of the best archers and swimmers in Mirkwood."
Brief and to the point. She continued to gape at the paper. Legolas reached around her, without looking at the book, closed it and pulled her face close to his.
"Gabriel, you must be adopted. We must make this proper." he whispered and slipped a beautiful golden ring encrusted with rare jewels on her shaking finger. She looked into his eyes and blinked. There it was, brown. Her eyes were brown, that lovely color of bliss. He smiled and looked into the large spheres that kept closing and opening, tears falling each time. She leaned forward and kissed his lips longingly. She felt her heart pound as he took her in his arms and held her. Needless to say, she didn't even have to answer, he didn't ask a question. She sat up and wiped a tear from her cheek and grinned.
"I'm thinking Galadriel might want a kid. What do you think?" she asked. He smiled and picked her up without a single grunt and carried her over to the fire where all the others had gathered as the sun set. They didn't earn a single funny look, it was simply accepted that Legolas carried her to the fire. When Merry did dare to cock an eyebrow at her, Gabby grabbed Legolas's face and kissed him again, flashing her ring in his general direction. When her view cleared Merry was on his side, mouth wide open, smiling, and laughing.
"What's so funny, honey?" Estella asked sleepily. Merry pointed a finger at Gabby and continued to stare. Gabby glared at Merry from Legolas's lap and snuggled into his tunic. Estella looked at Gabby and grunted. "Nothing special you know." she said. He snatched her hand up and pushed it into Estella's face.
"See?" he asked impatiently. Estella's face split into a grin.
"HOLY CRAP!" she crowed and leapt to her feet, growing into her elf form. She yanked Gabby to her feet, out of Legolas's protective hug. As if on cue they began to laugh.
It was like a romance movie, silly little looks through any second they weren't making out. Not to mention the silly little looks she received from Estella and Diamond. Gabby looked up into the sky and sighed sadly once. Her eyes dulled into blue and Legolas felt his smile fall off his face with a splat.
Molly was dead and gone in both worlds. No chance to live her life anywhere. ~Unless of course she reappears in the wonderful world of Harry Potter.~ Gabby muttered to herself. Legolas watched as she looked at the horizon weakly. She caught his glance and smiled, the brown flooding into her eyes. It was enough to make his face break open into a smile as well.
Nine kids was a lot, and it was not like it didn't stop there, she could change that if she wanted. She blushed as her thoughts plowed on in her head. Legolas reached out gently and took her hand. She squeezed it thankfully and smiled. She knew he'd be a great dad, Maureen had proved that. She had been told over and over again that she would make a great mother and she knew she would, no question about it. She smiled again and looked at Legolas curiously. He wagged his eyebrows at her and grinned. She laughed and flicked his nose. He grabbed her hand and pinned it behind her. She grunted and wrenched her arm, watching him fly in the air in front of her. She almost let out a victory cry when he yanked her down next to him. Gabby sat on his chest and tried to act dignified but he flipped on top of her and bared his teeth jokingly. Gabriel snarled and squirmed under his half-nelson. He laughed and helped her to her feet. Legolas brushed himself off and then turned to her, winking suggestively. She blushed again and began brushing herself off briskly. Pippin blinked and looked at the two brush themselves off. Why did they wrestle? When Gabby had described dating where she was from to him, it had utterly confused he and Merry. Come to think of it, Legolas had asked a few questions too.
(A/N: Legolas's POV)
She was looking at me in that way again, like she knows something I do not. That book she had been reading, did that hold the key? I wonder about Gimli and my promise to visit the Glittering Caves with him. Gabby had said before that I was supposed to be with him, but things change. I wondered what she meant by that when she had looked at her bag and smiled. Her blush is so lovely, I almost find myself doing strange things to make that color surface on her face. That brown color has returned to her eyes, I am pleased with myself and cannot wait until the adoption and marraige at Mirkwood. I can only hope that father will not dislike her because of her lack of natural family.
(A/N: Okay, normal again!)
When arriving in Rivendell, Galadriel had welcomed them all back warmly. The hobbits watched curiously as Legolas and Gabby cornered her in a room and asked her a few questions. For the next few days, those three had smiles that couldn't be wiped off their faces with death and hatred. Elrond even had a happy smile for awhile after their confrontation with the lady Galadriel. No one could help not smiling as they watched Gabby and Legolas sit and enjoy eachother's company. If there was but one person Gabby wanted to see now, it was her mother. Her mother was one of the smartest people she knew when it came to weddings. She had been to about thirty of them and still had her own wedding dress in her closet. True, while Gabby had been all over the country she hadn't really talked to her mother, she finally caught up to her when she was submitted to the mental hospital. She shook that ugly thought from her head and clutched her wrists tightly. The scars were stiff and red like they were going to forever be open wounds.
The journey to Mirkwood started once again, with a little bit more of a bang. Legolas leapt onto Gabby's horse with a long strand of rope and bound her to him. She tought it was funny at first, then it was just an excuse to be close. She fell asleep on the horse every night, never stopping. Their precious cargo, the adoption papers and wedding proclaimations. They were going to set the wedding then send the invitations. The only other people they were going to be seeing over the next few days were the tailors and caterers it seemed. Gabby wondered to herself if elves had caterers. She snorted and fell back asleep. Their arrival three days later was nothing short of amazing.
Dozens of Mirkwood dwellers and soldiers stormed out of the forest and greeted the prince. He introduced Gabby as the one he had been trying to bring for quite a while. When the laughing and joking was done, he led her deep into the forest were even more elves joined their mini-brigade. She glanced worriedly at Legolas, had he purposely left out the fact that she was his fiancee? As if on cue, Haldir leapt from a tree branch and landed in front of their horse. He raised an eyebrow and smiled at the couple. She winked at Haldir from her perch and smiled again as if to say, "You're hired." She just hoped he'd make a better baby-sitter this time around.
Here came the biggest nerve-wracking moment of her life. This was worse than walking up on stage at a playhouse during open-mic night to do impressions because Lisa had signed her up without telling her. Stand-up comedy wasn't her best form of humor, but she did okay. When she finished off with her Irish accent and an elaborate Riverdance off the stage and had a few phone-numbers stuffed into her hands, she had been shaking like a leaf on a tree. Now, she could barely hear herself think. This was the KING OF MIRKWOOD, not some guy who owns the local toyshop. She cleared her throat and bowed. Legolas sighed relievedly as she did so, not bowing was the worst thing she could do at this point. Her clothes weren't the cleanest but she didn't feel self-conscious about that at all.
"Your highness. I am Gabriel of the Golden Wood." she began. Thranduil looked at his son, impressed. Legolas grinned and stepped in for her.
"This is the one I wish to marry father." he said suggestively. Thranduil smiled and nodded. Legolas beamed at Gabby who looked up at the Elven King, amazed.
"I shall make the arrangements. Only a few questions; what date and who's coming?" he asked. Gabby didn't care how terrible it looked, she launched herself into her soon to be father-in-law's arms and hugged him. He hugged her back and laughed.
"Thank you!" she cried in the King's ear. He smiled and pulled her out of his arms.
"I trust my son's judgement. You must be the one" he said warmly. Gabby wiped a tear from her eye and hugged the king once more before leaving to be fitted in a wedding dress.
Weddings weren't exactly the same in Middle-Earth. You did wear a white dress, but there was no way in hell that Legolas was going to wear a tux. She laughed at this picture in her head and noticed the frenzied tailors bumping into eachother in hallways and scurrying about like ants. A few maids came in and helped her try on her dress. The dress seemed to mold to her body as she felt them tie intricate criss-crossing strings in the back. Sequins of what seemed to be the stars and moon themselves sparkled on her front and back. She smiled at her reflection as the maids placed the veil on her head and placed her hair about her face. They pulled it back in true Elven manner, the top half back, the bottom down her front and back. The hair in front of her ears, not tucked back. She self-consciously allowed them to finger her tag. Those damn scientists had tagged her ear to test it for radiation mutations. She hadn't figured out how to wrench it off without ruining her ear so she left it on. She had memorized the number code and said it to herself when she was nervous or scared. She said it now as she admired herself in the mirror and the maids matched her eyes and hair to a bouqet that would suit the new princess.
"Four, six, one, three, six, one, nine, five, five, nine, eight, two." she repeated it over and over again until the maids touched her tag gingerly.
"We could remove it, Lady Gabriel." one suggested. The young blonde smiled at her and let her ear go. Gabby nodded.
"Go ahead. Can't be a lab rat, now can I?" she asked them. Both were utterly confused by this comment but simply agreed that she could not be a lab rat.
They pulled at certain points of her ear and the tag before it finally broke and fell into the waiting maids hands. She asked if Gabby wanted to keep it. Gabby nodded and took it from her, throwing it on the ground and saying a fire spell. The tag burst into flames and melted into a puddle of hot goo. The maids looked at the tag fearfully and then continued to primp her dress until she felt like a princess. In truth, she was going to be a princess. Shortly after the maids left her to get out of the dress herself, Legolas knocked on the door. She opened it and did a full turnaround. He looked at her and smiled at her excitement. He reached out and lifted the veil off her face. She grinned devilishly at him and stepped back.
"So, what do you think?" she asked, showing off her curves and feminimity. He smiled and took her into his arms.
"Wonderful. You always look wonderful, but there is one thing missing." he said. She frowned and looked into his eyes confusedly. Those brown spheres flickered some green but not a trace of blue.
"What in the hell could be missing?" she cried out to her room and Legolas. He pulled a small tiara from his tunic pocket and looked at the engravement on the front. The crest of Mirkwood emblazened on burned wood with small emeralds circling the leaves. She gasped as he placed it on her head, over the veil. It nestled there perfectly. She turned to the mirror and smiled.
"It was my mother's, my father would like you to wear it." he explained. Gabby nodded, trying to hold back her tears.
"As he wishes." she said softly. Estella and Diamond burst into the room, giggling madly. Both their mouths dropped open at the sight of her. Reasons; a) she was in a dress. b)she was crying. c) she was in a wedding dress. d) she was wearing a tiara of some kind. Estella looked at her hobbit feet and grinned. She wasn't royalty, but she was in love herself.
"Gab, you look wonderful!" Diamond sputtered and walked around her. Legolas threw a look at Gabby as he left. She smiled and turned to them, laughing.
"I'm a princess guys! I completely forgot about that! Boy, at least I'm not a gold-digger huh?" she asked. They all laughed at her last question and looked at eachother.
"Well, he is over two-thousand years old. And you're twenty-one." Estella pointed out. Gabby rapped her upside the head and glared.
"He asked me. He knew what he was getting into marrying a crazy person." she objected. They all snickered softly as she fiddled with a sequin on her dress. It was warm and smooth, like glass. Like the starlight they keep in bottles. She gasped and called to a maid she recognized.
"Taralotien! Goodness, where was this dress made?" she asked urgently. Taralotien smiled and looked at her wide eyes.
"It was the Lady Galadriel's wedding dress. She granted it to you for your wedding." the girl explained. Gabby's eyes flickered into her head and she passed out into Taralotien's arms.
She awoke with a start in her padded room in Moonwalk Hills Mental Hospital. She hit the wall angrily and fingered her tag. It wasn't there! She cheered wildly and kicked the wall where she knew the door was. Moments later someone burst in, hitting her quite hard, that's what she wanted. She was knocked out again, this time to wake up in Middle-Earth.
Estella shook Gabby lightly, her eyes fluttering. Then they snapped open and Gabby looked around wildly. She begged Diamond to pull that one string to untie her dress. Diamond pulled in and Gabby leapt out of the dress and into her old clothes, searching for her mother. Her new mother, her only mother, she hadn't had one before. She never had a mother, just a drug-addicted potatoe farmer. She found Galadriel in the courtyard, talking to Thranduil. Gabby curtsied clumsily to the King and pulled on her mother's hand. Galadriel looked apologetically at Thranduil and followed her daughter out to a secluded area. Gabby's words spilled over one another until she told her she loved her dress and Legolas gave her a wonderful tiara and soon she was crying again, her mother smiling and hugging her softly.
"There there, Gabriel. The wedding is tomorrow, don't fret! This will all be over soon, and you'll be his forever." her mother consoled. Gabby let out a shaking breath and freed her mother from her death-grip.
"Thank you Mother." she said politely. Galadriel smiled and bowed slightly.
"Which reminds me, we must teach you Elven etiquette for the wedding tomorrow." Galadriel commented lightly. Gabby felt a sense of dread fill her. Did they never run out of challenges here?
Life Goes On Chapter Four
"Um, Gabby..." Legolas began. She felt him considering the consequences if he followed through with whatever he was trying to do. She picked up a bag to her left that Elrond had kept for her. She flipped the pages rather quickly to the very end of the fat book. Legolas didn't notice her frenzied search. She found an extra family tree.
Gabriel of the Golden Wood ---------------------------- Legolas of Mirkwood
Taralot Noradriel Thranduil II Faramir Aragorn Taralotion
She gaped open mouthed as the words shone softly on the page. More names were added to the list of children as she watched. She felt her cheeks turn deep red as she read her own mini-biography.
"Gabriel of the Golden Wood: After the War of the Ring, Legolas, Prince of Mirkwood proposed to her, insisting she be adopted. She had come from no accountable Elven family in Middle-Earth. As friends would say, their nine children were some of the best archers and swimmers in Mirkwood."
Brief and to the point. She continued to gape at the paper. Legolas reached around her, without looking at the book, closed it and pulled her face close to his.
"Gabriel, you must be adopted. We must make this proper." he whispered and slipped a beautiful golden ring encrusted with rare jewels on her shaking finger. She looked into his eyes and blinked. There it was, brown. Her eyes were brown, that lovely color of bliss. He smiled and looked into the large spheres that kept closing and opening, tears falling each time. She leaned forward and kissed his lips longingly. She felt her heart pound as he took her in his arms and held her. Needless to say, she didn't even have to answer, he didn't ask a question. She sat up and wiped a tear from her cheek and grinned.
"I'm thinking Galadriel might want a kid. What do you think?" she asked. He smiled and picked her up without a single grunt and carried her over to the fire where all the others had gathered as the sun set. They didn't earn a single funny look, it was simply accepted that Legolas carried her to the fire. When Merry did dare to cock an eyebrow at her, Gabby grabbed Legolas's face and kissed him again, flashing her ring in his general direction. When her view cleared Merry was on his side, mouth wide open, smiling, and laughing.
"What's so funny, honey?" Estella asked sleepily. Merry pointed a finger at Gabby and continued to stare. Gabby glared at Merry from Legolas's lap and snuggled into his tunic. Estella looked at Gabby and grunted. "Nothing special you know." she said. He snatched her hand up and pushed it into Estella's face.
"See?" he asked impatiently. Estella's face split into a grin.
"HOLY CRAP!" she crowed and leapt to her feet, growing into her elf form. She yanked Gabby to her feet, out of Legolas's protective hug. As if on cue they began to laugh.
It was like a romance movie, silly little looks through any second they weren't making out. Not to mention the silly little looks she received from Estella and Diamond. Gabby looked up into the sky and sighed sadly once. Her eyes dulled into blue and Legolas felt his smile fall off his face with a splat.
Molly was dead and gone in both worlds. No chance to live her life anywhere. ~Unless of course she reappears in the wonderful world of Harry Potter.~ Gabby muttered to herself. Legolas watched as she looked at the horizon weakly. She caught his glance and smiled, the brown flooding into her eyes. It was enough to make his face break open into a smile as well.
Nine kids was a lot, and it was not like it didn't stop there, she could change that if she wanted. She blushed as her thoughts plowed on in her head. Legolas reached out gently and took her hand. She squeezed it thankfully and smiled. She knew he'd be a great dad, Maureen had proved that. She had been told over and over again that she would make a great mother and she knew she would, no question about it. She smiled again and looked at Legolas curiously. He wagged his eyebrows at her and grinned. She laughed and flicked his nose. He grabbed her hand and pinned it behind her. She grunted and wrenched her arm, watching him fly in the air in front of her. She almost let out a victory cry when he yanked her down next to him. Gabby sat on his chest and tried to act dignified but he flipped on top of her and bared his teeth jokingly. Gabriel snarled and squirmed under his half-nelson. He laughed and helped her to her feet. Legolas brushed himself off and then turned to her, winking suggestively. She blushed again and began brushing herself off briskly. Pippin blinked and looked at the two brush themselves off. Why did they wrestle? When Gabby had described dating where she was from to him, it had utterly confused he and Merry. Come to think of it, Legolas had asked a few questions too.
(A/N: Legolas's POV)
She was looking at me in that way again, like she knows something I do not. That book she had been reading, did that hold the key? I wonder about Gimli and my promise to visit the Glittering Caves with him. Gabby had said before that I was supposed to be with him, but things change. I wondered what she meant by that when she had looked at her bag and smiled. Her blush is so lovely, I almost find myself doing strange things to make that color surface on her face. That brown color has returned to her eyes, I am pleased with myself and cannot wait until the adoption and marraige at Mirkwood. I can only hope that father will not dislike her because of her lack of natural family.
(A/N: Okay, normal again!)
When arriving in Rivendell, Galadriel had welcomed them all back warmly. The hobbits watched curiously as Legolas and Gabby cornered her in a room and asked her a few questions. For the next few days, those three had smiles that couldn't be wiped off their faces with death and hatred. Elrond even had a happy smile for awhile after their confrontation with the lady Galadriel. No one could help not smiling as they watched Gabby and Legolas sit and enjoy eachother's company. If there was but one person Gabby wanted to see now, it was her mother. Her mother was one of the smartest people she knew when it came to weddings. She had been to about thirty of them and still had her own wedding dress in her closet. True, while Gabby had been all over the country she hadn't really talked to her mother, she finally caught up to her when she was submitted to the mental hospital. She shook that ugly thought from her head and clutched her wrists tightly. The scars were stiff and red like they were going to forever be open wounds.
The journey to Mirkwood started once again, with a little bit more of a bang. Legolas leapt onto Gabby's horse with a long strand of rope and bound her to him. She tought it was funny at first, then it was just an excuse to be close. She fell asleep on the horse every night, never stopping. Their precious cargo, the adoption papers and wedding proclaimations. They were going to set the wedding then send the invitations. The only other people they were going to be seeing over the next few days were the tailors and caterers it seemed. Gabby wondered to herself if elves had caterers. She snorted and fell back asleep. Their arrival three days later was nothing short of amazing.
Dozens of Mirkwood dwellers and soldiers stormed out of the forest and greeted the prince. He introduced Gabby as the one he had been trying to bring for quite a while. When the laughing and joking was done, he led her deep into the forest were even more elves joined their mini-brigade. She glanced worriedly at Legolas, had he purposely left out the fact that she was his fiancee? As if on cue, Haldir leapt from a tree branch and landed in front of their horse. He raised an eyebrow and smiled at the couple. She winked at Haldir from her perch and smiled again as if to say, "You're hired." She just hoped he'd make a better baby-sitter this time around.
Here came the biggest nerve-wracking moment of her life. This was worse than walking up on stage at a playhouse during open-mic night to do impressions because Lisa had signed her up without telling her. Stand-up comedy wasn't her best form of humor, but she did okay. When she finished off with her Irish accent and an elaborate Riverdance off the stage and had a few phone-numbers stuffed into her hands, she had been shaking like a leaf on a tree. Now, she could barely hear herself think. This was the KING OF MIRKWOOD, not some guy who owns the local toyshop. She cleared her throat and bowed. Legolas sighed relievedly as she did so, not bowing was the worst thing she could do at this point. Her clothes weren't the cleanest but she didn't feel self-conscious about that at all.
"Your highness. I am Gabriel of the Golden Wood." she began. Thranduil looked at his son, impressed. Legolas grinned and stepped in for her.
"This is the one I wish to marry father." he said suggestively. Thranduil smiled and nodded. Legolas beamed at Gabby who looked up at the Elven King, amazed.
"I shall make the arrangements. Only a few questions; what date and who's coming?" he asked. Gabby didn't care how terrible it looked, she launched herself into her soon to be father-in-law's arms and hugged him. He hugged her back and laughed.
"Thank you!" she cried in the King's ear. He smiled and pulled her out of his arms.
"I trust my son's judgement. You must be the one" he said warmly. Gabby wiped a tear from her eye and hugged the king once more before leaving to be fitted in a wedding dress.
Weddings weren't exactly the same in Middle-Earth. You did wear a white dress, but there was no way in hell that Legolas was going to wear a tux. She laughed at this picture in her head and noticed the frenzied tailors bumping into eachother in hallways and scurrying about like ants. A few maids came in and helped her try on her dress. The dress seemed to mold to her body as she felt them tie intricate criss-crossing strings in the back. Sequins of what seemed to be the stars and moon themselves sparkled on her front and back. She smiled at her reflection as the maids placed the veil on her head and placed her hair about her face. They pulled it back in true Elven manner, the top half back, the bottom down her front and back. The hair in front of her ears, not tucked back. She self-consciously allowed them to finger her tag. Those damn scientists had tagged her ear to test it for radiation mutations. She hadn't figured out how to wrench it off without ruining her ear so she left it on. She had memorized the number code and said it to herself when she was nervous or scared. She said it now as she admired herself in the mirror and the maids matched her eyes and hair to a bouqet that would suit the new princess.
"Four, six, one, three, six, one, nine, five, five, nine, eight, two." she repeated it over and over again until the maids touched her tag gingerly.
"We could remove it, Lady Gabriel." one suggested. The young blonde smiled at her and let her ear go. Gabby nodded.
"Go ahead. Can't be a lab rat, now can I?" she asked them. Both were utterly confused by this comment but simply agreed that she could not be a lab rat.
They pulled at certain points of her ear and the tag before it finally broke and fell into the waiting maids hands. She asked if Gabby wanted to keep it. Gabby nodded and took it from her, throwing it on the ground and saying a fire spell. The tag burst into flames and melted into a puddle of hot goo. The maids looked at the tag fearfully and then continued to primp her dress until she felt like a princess. In truth, she was going to be a princess. Shortly after the maids left her to get out of the dress herself, Legolas knocked on the door. She opened it and did a full turnaround. He looked at her and smiled at her excitement. He reached out and lifted the veil off her face. She grinned devilishly at him and stepped back.
"So, what do you think?" she asked, showing off her curves and feminimity. He smiled and took her into his arms.
"Wonderful. You always look wonderful, but there is one thing missing." he said. She frowned and looked into his eyes confusedly. Those brown spheres flickered some green but not a trace of blue.
"What in the hell could be missing?" she cried out to her room and Legolas. He pulled a small tiara from his tunic pocket and looked at the engravement on the front. The crest of Mirkwood emblazened on burned wood with small emeralds circling the leaves. She gasped as he placed it on her head, over the veil. It nestled there perfectly. She turned to the mirror and smiled.
"It was my mother's, my father would like you to wear it." he explained. Gabby nodded, trying to hold back her tears.
"As he wishes." she said softly. Estella and Diamond burst into the room, giggling madly. Both their mouths dropped open at the sight of her. Reasons; a) she was in a dress. b)she was crying. c) she was in a wedding dress. d) she was wearing a tiara of some kind. Estella looked at her hobbit feet and grinned. She wasn't royalty, but she was in love herself.
"Gab, you look wonderful!" Diamond sputtered and walked around her. Legolas threw a look at Gabby as he left. She smiled and turned to them, laughing.
"I'm a princess guys! I completely forgot about that! Boy, at least I'm not a gold-digger huh?" she asked. They all laughed at her last question and looked at eachother.
"Well, he is over two-thousand years old. And you're twenty-one." Estella pointed out. Gabby rapped her upside the head and glared.
"He asked me. He knew what he was getting into marrying a crazy person." she objected. They all snickered softly as she fiddled with a sequin on her dress. It was warm and smooth, like glass. Like the starlight they keep in bottles. She gasped and called to a maid she recognized.
"Taralotien! Goodness, where was this dress made?" she asked urgently. Taralotien smiled and looked at her wide eyes.
"It was the Lady Galadriel's wedding dress. She granted it to you for your wedding." the girl explained. Gabby's eyes flickered into her head and she passed out into Taralotien's arms.
She awoke with a start in her padded room in Moonwalk Hills Mental Hospital. She hit the wall angrily and fingered her tag. It wasn't there! She cheered wildly and kicked the wall where she knew the door was. Moments later someone burst in, hitting her quite hard, that's what she wanted. She was knocked out again, this time to wake up in Middle-Earth.
Estella shook Gabby lightly, her eyes fluttering. Then they snapped open and Gabby looked around wildly. She begged Diamond to pull that one string to untie her dress. Diamond pulled in and Gabby leapt out of the dress and into her old clothes, searching for her mother. Her new mother, her only mother, she hadn't had one before. She never had a mother, just a drug-addicted potatoe farmer. She found Galadriel in the courtyard, talking to Thranduil. Gabby curtsied clumsily to the King and pulled on her mother's hand. Galadriel looked apologetically at Thranduil and followed her daughter out to a secluded area. Gabby's words spilled over one another until she told her she loved her dress and Legolas gave her a wonderful tiara and soon she was crying again, her mother smiling and hugging her softly.
"There there, Gabriel. The wedding is tomorrow, don't fret! This will all be over soon, and you'll be his forever." her mother consoled. Gabby let out a shaking breath and freed her mother from her death-grip.
"Thank you Mother." she said politely. Galadriel smiled and bowed slightly.
"Which reminds me, we must teach you Elven etiquette for the wedding tomorrow." Galadriel commented lightly. Gabby felt a sense of dread fill her. Did they never run out of challenges here?