A/N Thanks to everyone who's reviewed! I just forgot to mention one thing, in addition to being my big supporter for the story, the Elfin Child also helped me think of the title. So, thanks a bunches!

Disclaimer: yeah this showed up in chapter one and nothing's changed. But I did, however, acquire a picture of Elijah Wood that is really really cool. And it's mine! My own! My preciousssss (Look at me, don't you know who I sound like?)

Chapter 2: A Whole New World

Yawning and stretching, I started to wake up. I shifted uncomfortably; it felt like there was a root in my back. Slowly opening my eyes, I was met with a weird sight. Instead of my ceiling, I was staring at an open sky, with trees occasionally blocking my view. I sat up quickly, no longer tired.

"Holy Hangover Batman! What's going on?"

I shook my head a couple times then pinched my arm. A sharp pain ran up it; okay I'm not dreaming. But if I'm not dreaming, then where am I?

I got to my feet and walked slowly around, surveying my surroundings; I was in a forest of some kind, and despite my anxiety I couldn't help but notice how beautiful it was. The trees around me were green and lush, and they were blowing gently in the wind. As I continued to walk, I came across a stream that flowed clean, clear water over small pebbles and stones. I splashed some of the water on my face, trying to wake myself up, but to no avail. Still not convinced that I was awake, I kept walking.

My wandering took me to a dirt road that looked as if it had not been traveled on for some time. Something about this forest seemed familiar, but I could not place it yet. I heard a faint sound that sounded a bit like laughter coming over the hill nearby, so I hurried up it to see if there was anyone around. When I reached the top I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me; I was staring at a village in which the houses were built into the hills! They looked just like hobbit holes, only they couldn't be, because that would mean that I was in Lord of the Rings and that's just plain stupid. Still, hadn't I been thinking when I fell asleep that all I wanted to do was to get away from my world and explore Middle Earth?

I pinched myself once again to make sure I wasn't dreaming, and even though it did hurt I was not convinced. I didn't want to go down into the village, worried that all was not as peaceful as it seemed. Still, curiosity overcame caution and I found myself walking down the hill. I was almost there when a heard a voice yell out,

"Come on Merry we're almost there!"

Merry? As in Merry Brandybuck? Now I know I'm dreaming. Yeah that's it, I just think I'm in the Shire and at any moment Pippin is going to come running over the hill and crash into me because he and Merry just finished stealing potatoes from Farmer Mag-

"OOF!"

Something hit me in the back and I fell face forward into the grass. Whatever had crashed into me was still on top of me, and I squirmed underneath it, trying to get up.

"Oops! Oh I'm sorry!" said the person on me.

I felt the weight come off of me, and I was able to get up onto my knees. Only then was I able to see the face of my attacker, it was Pippin.

"Are you alright Miss?" he asked quickly.

"Yes, or at least I think so." I said, rubbing my head, "Can I ask you, what is your name?"

"Peregrin Took, but you can call me Pippin if you want."

I must be dreaming, but if it is, it's a good dream. . . Wow do I sound like Arwen.

Another person came running over the hill, and it took me all of 2 seconds to figure out that it was Merry.

"Hello," he said to me as he approached.

"Hi," I said sheepishly.

"This is Meriadoc Brandybuck," Pippin told me.

"Merry," he corrected.

"It's nice to meet you both," I said, "But can I ask you another question, Where am I?"

Merry looked at me as if I was crazy, "The Shire. On the borders of Hobbiton."

"Oh, okay. Thanks," That did not help.

"Can I ask you a question?" Pippin asked me tentatively.

"Sure."

"Are you a hobbit or one of the Big Folk?"

Now it was my turn to stare as if he was crazy.

"I'm a human. Why?"

"Well you look an awful lot like a hobbit, except you're too tall."

I had been told that before, my hair is very bushy and curly like a hobbit's and I'm rather short for my age.

"What are you doing here?" asked Merry.

That's what I'd like to know! Not so much that but, how did I get here? And how can I get back home?

"Um, I'm not entirely sure. I'm kinda lost," I answered, which was true.

"Where do you come from?" Pippin asked curiously.

"Pretty far away from here. And I'm not sure how to get back," I said.

"What's your name?" Merry asked.

"Brooke Evans."

"Do you remember anything that could help you get back?"

"No," I said, slightly panicked, "I can't remember anything. I had just fallen asleep and the next thing I knew, I woke up in the Shire!"

"Maybe you were kidnapped," suggested Pippin.

I was forced to smile then at his simple, and stupid, suggestion. I'm not sure why, but Pippin had filled me with happiness even when I was on the verge of crying with fear.

"I don't think so Pippin," I said, "Something strange is happening, and I can't figure out how or why!"

I suppose Merry had caught on to the fact that I was close to hysterics because he grabbed my arm.

"Well, perhaps you could stay with me until you figure out how to get home Brooke."

I stared at him for a while, and then broke into a relieved smile. "Really? That would be great!"

"First, why don't you come into Hobbiton with us. We're going to my cousin Frodo's house."

"Works for me," I said happily.

I followed the two hobbits down the hill, heading towards the town. I couldn't help but smile the whole time; this was so amazing. By then I had decided that if this was a dream, then I was going to make the most of it until I woke up.

A/N is it just me or does this chapter seem shorter than the other one? Technically it's not, I looked, but it feels that way. hmmm. . .