Firniswin- Alright I am glad u'all like it……and the chapters will get longer, I hope. Poor Glorfie! He is havin' a bad start at life. But it'll get better, or at least let us hope so. [wicked smile] But then again I am a pretty evil author. Just kiddin'. I hope.

Anyway, thanks all for the reviews for "This is where I Belong." And "I'm free."

I'm Free Chapter: 1 From: Celebrindal () Whoa! That's sort of painful sounding. I would have liked longer chapters, but who am I to ask for longer chapters? I write pretty short chapters. Well, anyways, I really liked it! (Well, the original-ness, not the Glorfindel getting hurt) Please keep writing!

This is Where I Belong Chapter: 1 From: Starlight () That was really nice and it was good to see a fic here featuring Glorfindel. I also like reading fics about Erestor.rnI thought you captured it very well. It would be nice to see you continue this about how he ends up in Rivendel. rn Yes, yes I know there's major conflict over if Glorfindel of Rivendell is the same Glorfindel of Gondolin the Balrog slayer. But that doesn't matter really, this is fanfiction after all. ;-)

This is Where I Belong Chapter: 1 From: calenore () I like it. We don't often get much quality work about non-Fellowship characters, and this one certainly portrays what I personally think Glorfindel felt like when he returned to Middle Earth. Good job!

This is Where I Belong Chapter: 1 From: Annaicuru () I really liked this fic and you used beautiful imagery, evoking the emotions of a character who's often over-looked very well. I don't normally like songfics but admit without a grudge that this worked particuarily well. One thing I would say: please don't tell is in your summary that it's a 'lame summary'. Had you not written that the thought would never have crossed my mind that your summary was in any way bad. Leave the readers to make the choices for themselves!rnrnThe fic itself was great, as I said, and keep it up!rnrn-- Annaicuru

Glorfindel Chapter: 1 From: Celebrindal () Yep, Glorfindel always was my favorite. (mutters something about P.J. being forgetful) I LOVED this poem. It was awesome. (Not again with the awesome!) Your stories are all awesome!

This is Where I Belong

Chapter: 1

From: Celebrindal ()

That was... awesome. Simply awesome. I really don't know what to say.

Your story defies description. Stole all my words away. Just awesome.

Keep writing. This is going on my favorite story list for sure. (walks

away, muttering) Just awesome.

This is Where I Belong Chapter: 1 From: Daisy Brambleburr () That was nice. You used description and imagery very well. good job!

This is Where I Belong Chapter: 1 From: Cassie-bear01 () the spirit soundtrack has some really good songs on it! i like it..no worries

This is Where I Belong Chapter: 1 From: Iawen Londea () Oh wow! This was wonderful, great job with this!

Firniswin- [faints then jumps up again] Thank you all sooo much!!! You have no idea how much this all means to me. Anyway, I have bothered you enough. Onto the story, oh and incase you all were wondering why Glorfie was acting so mad, well how would you feel if some stranger came up to your bed with a rope and a dagger and tried to get you then chased you into a trap and all these men beat you and tied you up like a cow. Anyway, I hope that explains his reactions for those of you who thought him odd. Anyway onto the story!

Chapter 2

Judgment

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Don't judge a thing till you know what's inside it

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Glorfindel sat wearily against a birch, this day had been the worst one of his life. New or Old, it mattered not, it had been the worst of any life. He breathed out a tired sigh then brought his injured hand up to his face, he took one long look at it.

Blood had dyed them a darker shade of pink, and they were red around the cuts that he had sustained from trying to climb up the cliff, which had not worked to the elf's lament.

"Here let me fix those."

Glorfindel looked into something he least expected, a kind face. A man with jet black curly hair. He was smiling sadly and looking at the bloodied hand.

"May I?" he asked as he extended a gentle hand.

Glorfindel only stared and put his hand in the man's, he turned over the elf's hand inspecting the deep cuts and tenderly probing them for any sign of infection or dirt.

The blonde elf hissed and pulled away when he touched a delicate spot.

"I am sorry, please may I see again?"

Reluctantly Glorfindel put his hand back into the man's. He looked up at the elf with kind blue eyes. "I am Lotholin." he smiled. "May I ask your name?"

The elf opened his mouth to speak, "G…..Gl" h he sighed annoyed at his problem.

"Ah well you havin' trouble speakin'." the man smiled warmly. "That is fine, I was only wondering." Glorfindel couldn't help but smile back as the Lotholin turned to look at a boy. "Lad," he addressed the child. "Would you bring me the bandages and water."

The boy nodded and ran off to fetch the needed items.

"Nice lad." he murmured as he looked back up into the silver-blue eyes. They captivated him, they seemed to tell of aged of wisdom. Yet they had such sparkle as does a young child, maybe even a babe. They were confusing, like a mystery.

"Master Lotholin."

The healer turned to see the young boy, staring at Glorfindel, fright evident in his pale green eyes. He handed the healer the bandages and water skin without taking his eyes away from the elf. He had always been captivated by elves.

"Lad,"

"hmmm."

The older man smiled. "You want to help me?"

"Really." the child jumped happily.

"Yes of course." he turned to the elf. "Is it alright?"

Glorfindel was caught by surprise, but he nodded his head and closed his eyes leaning back against the tree and breathing slow.

Lotholin smiled and took the bandages and water, he carefully cleaned out the cuts as best he could, the whole time was horror for the elf. His breathing hissed as the healer cleaned his cuts and wrapped them.

"All done." He looked to the boy. "Thank you lad, what is your name?"

"Adenen." the child answered simply.

Lotholin moved to stand and patted Glorfindel on the shoulder, the elf cried out softly and scooted away, lowering his head to his chest as tears of pain welled up in his eyes.

The healer got a confused look on his face. He slowly approached the elf again and looked past the shadows and night and saw the horrid bruises where his collar bone and arm had been broken. He lightly traced his fingers over the bruises, the blonde elf scooted away, biting down on his lip to keep from making any noises.

"Are these broken?" the man questioned, the sternness in his voice scared the elf. Was he turning like them, like the men that had caused this.

Tears began to stream down his pale cheeks once more and he nodded his head softly, sobbing with grief. He had not thought home would be like this. Where was he?

"Oh now, don't shed any tears, I was just worried that's all." Lotholin grinned reassuringly and placed a finger under the elf's flawless chin then lifting it up so he could look into the eyes. "I promise." he whispered

TBC~

Firniswin- Well ok maybe the next chapter will be longer. [grins hopefully] There I made his life a little better, now he has a friend. Ok Namarie until we meet again. [Woops and kicks Jessi in the sides making her ride off into the sunset]