I wanna thank all my reviewers, there've been a couple that review after almost every chapter and to them: THANK YOU SO MUCH! Mostly I'm talking about CrazyPolishedElf and sierradogbaby. There are some others but those are the ones I can say right off the top of my head. I also realized that I forgot a disclaimer on all of the chapters except the first one. If you really care, I don't own Lord of the Rings, any of Tolkien's things, ET CETERA! But now, on with the story!

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When the company arrived in Lothlorien, there was only one figure there to greet them.

"Haldir!" Legolas called.

"Greetings, Legolas!"

There were greetings on everyone's part. Diena hung back and watched Haldir interact with the Mirkwood elf and his Rivendell companions. Suddenly she felt a little out of place and lonely.

Legolas turned to her and smiled slightly at her faintly lost look. He took her hand and started to walk, following Haldir.

"The Lady of the Wood wishes to see you, Lady Diena."

Diena jumped. She hadn't noticed Haldir slowing down until he was walking right beside her. She opened her mouth to ask how he knew her name when he answered the question for her.

"Lord Elrond had sent a messenger ahead to inform us that you would be arriving in several days. He said there would be a young human travelling with them. But he said nothing of your beauty." (A/N: Sorry but since Elrond's kinda acting as her father, he wouldn't say anything about her being all hot or anything. I mean, PEDAFILE!)

Diena blushed and she felt Legolas' hand tightened protectively on hers when he heard this. She watched Haldir's eyes stray down to their intertwined fingers and a little smile crossed his face.

Ignoring it, Diena pasted a smile on her face. "Thank you. I can not wait to meet the Lady of the Wood. I have heard quite a bit about her."

Legolas had tried to prepare Diena for the beauty of Lothlorien but as soon as the gigantic trees came into view, it took her breath away. It would be dusk soon, so it was starting to get dark and there were torches lit every few feet. The effect was stunning and Diena was speechless for a time.

She was going to follow Selÿna to her room since they would be staying close to each other (No, her and Leggy aren't sharing a room. That was kind of a one night thing... for now!) but she turned when she felt someone's fingers brush across her hand. Turning, she saw Haldir.

"The Lady wishes to see you now. She said that as soon as possible would be the best."

She reported this to Legolas and followed the other elf out of his sight. Almost against her will, Diena started to get nervous. Haldir seemed to sense this and her slowed his walk.

Her blue eyes were wide and in them, Haldir could see that she was nervous about meeting Galadriel. He smiled reassuringly and led her to a clearing. There was a stone bench on one side and stairs coming down from a tree on the other. A stone basin stood beside a small waterfall and Diena could hear the water running.

Haldir motioned for her to sit on the bench and then left her alone with her thoughts.

Diena.

Diena jumped up. She looked and saw a tall, blonde elf standing in the clearing. It took her a second to realize that the elf had not spoken out loud.

"How do you know my name?" asked Diena. Duh, stupid question! Elrond sent a messenger ahead, remember?

But that was not the answer she got.

"I know many things about you. More than even yourself know. You felt you didn't fit in back in your own world. How very right you were. Will you look into the water, Diena?" Galadriel's voice was soft yet firm at the same time.

Nodding, Diena took a step forward. (A/N: She's not gonna be stupid and ask "What will I see?" like everyone else.)

She looked into the mirror/pond/glass/thing, slightly afraid for some unknown reason.

Fire.

A small girl of about fourteen was crawling through a hallway in sooty pyjamas and she started to cough. Her blue eyes were wild with fear and she opened her mouth and called out someone's name. Suddenly a hand reached out and grabbed hers.

She was dragged into a room. There was the sound of breaking glass and the teenager was lifted up towards the window. She fell through it, getting cut and bruised. When she landed on the ground outside, the looked up to the window where the smoke was billowing out.

Again, she called someone's name. Her wavy, dark hair was in disarray and she reached her arms toward the window. A hand was seen gripping the sill from the inside and suddenly there was a face to go with the hand. A look of pain flashed on the face of the man and he cried out. The young girl screamed piercingly as the man fell back into the house. She ran towards the door, wanting to go back in and help him, but a woman with bright red hair grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her back. Then the small girl fell to the ground sobbing and screaming.

Diena knew what she had just witnessed. Her own past. Her first Foster-Father's death. She closed her eyes, trying to suppress the memories she had tried so hard to forget. Taking a deep breath, she opened her eyes again. Galadriel watched all this and sensed Diena's inner battle but said nothing. The water drew Diena to it again.

She saw the same small teenager, this time a little older, sprawled on the floor, a shadow coming closer to her. Two hands came out of no where and grabbed her wrists roughly, pulling her up. A dirty, bald man slapped the girl as soon as she was standing. Again on the ground, the girl looked up, her eyes full of fear and confusion.

This faded until Diena could see the girl, a little older again, standing on the side of a road, wearing a short tight skirt and shirt. A car drove up and she hopped in.

Then there was an image of a beautiful image of a woman around the age of sixty. Her eyes were exactly like Diena's and she has the same smile.

Diena sucked in her breath. "Grandmother."

This time, Diena turned away from the water for good. Her eyes were brimming with tears and her mouth was set in a line. Galadriel knew exactly what she was thinking but she showed no sign.

"Why did you show me that?

"I do not control what the mirror shows. 'Tis you that controls it. You were forgetting your past, Diena. It is never good to forget one's past."

There was something about the way that Galadriel said that, that made Diena know that the conversation was over for now.

She wandered off until she found a small pool of water that looked like a place that would be nice to swim in, had she wanted to. Diena sat down on the edge and started to drift off in her thoughts of what she had just seen.

After she had sat there, staring into the unchanging water for well over an hour, Galadriel approached her from behind.

The beautiful elf sat down beside her on the grass. It occurred to Diena how odd this was, especially for someone with so much power, but she didn't comment.

For a time, Galadriel and Diena sat side by side, waiting for the other to speak. Well, Diena was waiting for Galadriel to speak and Galadriel wasn't speaking for reasons only known in her magical brain.

Finally, right when Diena was going to get up and leave, Galadriel decided it time to speak.

"You must be wondering why the water showed you what it did."

Diena glanced at the Lady of the Wood without turning her head. "Well, yes, but you said it wasn't good to forget your past. I just presumed that it was a reminder."

"No, not a reminder, little one. You have never known your family. It is time now that you did. This was your Grandmother's was it not?" Slowly the she-elf reached out to touch the necklace Diena had on. The one that had sent her to Middle-Earth in the first place.

The human girl nodded.

Galadriel's eyes closed and she mumbled something elvish that Diena didn't catch. It sounded like a name.

"Diena, your Grandmother, I knew her. She was... my sister. One day, a young man arrived in our woods. He was like you; he came from your world. She fell in love with him. They both knew he could not stay here forever. So," a sad sigh came from the elf in front of Diena, "So, she went with him."

Diena was confused. Her Grandmother was Galadriel's sister. That meant she was an elf. Which meant that the elf blood had been passed to her mother. And then to her.

There was a loud splash as Diena fell into the pool.

Legolas had been trying to find Diena. When he realized she was speaking to the Lady, he kept his distance. The splash worried him. He hoped Diena had enough sense not to push the Lady into a pool of water when mad.

"THAT MEANS I'M AN ELF?!"

Galadriel smiled at Diena's antics. She had fallen into the pond out of utter surprise. As soon as she had regained her footing she started yelling about being an elf.

"Do not yell Diena. You're in Lothlorien, it's not uncommon to be an elf here."

Hauling herself up on shore, Diena used her hands to wring out her wet, normally brown, now almost a black, hair.

"But, but... But..."

"That necklace is not just a beautiful piece of jewellery, Diena. It was your Grandmother's. A symbolism of her elvish heritage you could say. I have one very similar to it." Her hand went to her own neck. Sure enough, there was a necklace that was very much like the one Diena had on.

"Now, you have a choice. You can decide whether to stay as you are, stay human, or you can embrace your elven culture."

The wheels in Diena's brain started turning. Stay human... embrace your elven culture. Which means become an elf. But wait! "HEY! I thought that there was no way for a human to become an elf!"

An amused smile crossed the Lady's face. "You are not human, little one, you are part elf. It has come out in you more so than your mother. You are half-elven. Therefore, you have the option humans never do. I will leave you to think. I shall need an answer before long though, Diena, don't take too long."

And with that, the powerful elf stood up and walked away so silently that Diena didn't even hear it. Being an elf she would have. She was an elf.

A grin started to form on her face. Realization hit her. She was an elf! One of the Eldar! Well... partially.

That still didn't solve her problem about what she was going to do though. She wandered aimlessly through Lothlorien until she got tired and sat down.

Diena fell asleep, still trying to come up with an answer.