Chapter 1

By Crystal

Author's Notes:  This is going to be a Legolas romance, so yeah.  ^^

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I groaned as I felt the sun shine through the window...  It felt as if I had been hit by a truck.  My head felt like I was having a hangover and my whole body felt numb.  I sighed as I tried to remember what I had done the day before...

Probably get hit by a truck.

Then I remembered...  There was the earthquake, the darkness...  Then Boromir...!

I sat up abruptly, instantly regretting it.  My body felt sore and bruised up and my head hurts even worst.  "Lie still, my lady."  I heard a voice command me and I instantly did that.

"What time is it?"  My throat was dry and uncomfortable...  "Where am I?!  Where is this place?!"

I groaned again as I felt someone wipe my face with a warm piece of cloth, "You are in Rivendell, being treated by elves.  You were wounded badly and Boromir, son of Denethor found you somewhere near the forests here.  He brought you here two days ago."

"This can't be real..."  I whispered, not believing I was actually in Middle-Earth.

"My lady, may I ask where you are from?  For you speak in an accent that has been unheard of, until now.  And your clothes too!"  I looked down at my clothes and groaned.  I look so much like an alien in these clothes in Middle-Earth.

Without answering her question, I asked mine, "May I have some decent clothes first?  I...  I don't think I can walk around in these clothes right now...  I have to think for a little while, before then, I don't think I will be able to answer you at all."

She nodded her head, "Of course!"  Then she disappeared from my sight for a few moments and I looked outside at the beautiful scenery.  She came back with a dress...  A very pretty one at that...  But a dress!  Ew.  I sighed silently, I guess I didn't have a choice...  Though I was very close to tears at that moment.  Everything was so different from Earth.  The way of talking, the clothing, the land...  The people.  "This dress will match your hair and your eyes."  She held up a green dress.

"Thank you..."  I whispered, "What's your name?"

"My name is Merenwen.  What is your name?"  She asked me.

I looked at her, pondering which one I preferred myself to be called, "My name is Jessica."

"Well, Lady Jessica...  You're going to need some help dressing up."

I nodded slowly and with the help of Merenwen, got up painfully and slowly to dress up.  The more I stood, the less painful it became, the elvish medicine was certainly working.  "If you don't mind,"  I said, looking at her, "I would like to take a walk around in Rivendell."

"Would you like me to accompany you?"  Merenwen said nicely.

"No."  She looked away, sad.  "No!  I mean...  Merenwen, I didn't mean it that way...  I just need to think a bit...  Alone."

She looked at me knowingly then, "Very well, be careful though.  Many guests have arrived and a lot still does not know of your arrival."

Guests?!  "What date is it?!"

"Why, it is October the twenty third."

Frodo...  "Thank you,"  I said out loud, then left the room, deep in thought.  The War of the Ring haven't begun yet, I think.  Boromir wasn't dead yet...  Guests in Rivendell...  And if I'm not wrong, they're having the Council about the ring the day after Frodo awakes...  And I can't remember the damned date!

I was currently walking, but reality set in.  Suddenly, I started running towards anywhere...  Somewhere that was safe from human eyes, elf ears...  I needed somewhere quiet to think.

I lost breath soon enough and was using a tree as support as I was breathing air in gasps, then I sat down with my back against the tree.  Damn myself.  Damned the earthquake.  Damn school.  Why me?  Why couldn't I just be on Earth, safe?  Why did I have to, for whatever reason, come here?  In Middle-Earth?  I knew the future and what would happen...  I knew that Boromir would die, and now, it makes me want to save him...  But as Lady Galadriel would've said...

Even the smallest person can change the course of the future.

Suddenly, I couldn't help it.  Tears suddenly flowed out of my eyes as it rolled down my cheek and I felt ragged sobs shake my body violently.  I was far away from home, from everything I knew, from the belief since I was a child.  I was in a world, lost, alone.  And last of all, I did not know what to do.

Damn Middle-Earth.  Damn it all to hell.  I haven't cried in a while, but now, it seemed like all the times I had stopped myself from crying all came out.  As if this once, I was crying all those tears I was able to stop.

I suddenly felt a soft hand on my shoulder and slowly, I looked up, ready to curse anyone that has interrupted my crying session.  But as I looked up, my eyes were met with a perfect pair of clear crystal blue eyes.  I suddenly remembered what Iris said...

He has the most beautiful blue eyes you can ever imagine.  They're so perfect clear blue.  Although they were contacts, Orlando Bloom looks so hot in them!  And there was also his 'perfect silky straight strains that fell lightly on his shoulder'.  Exact quotes from Iris.

This must be Legolas, Prince of Mirkwood...  And on Earth, known as Orlando Bloom who everyone was head over heals for.  I felt the urge of rolling my eyes...  No longer did I want to cry.  "Are you all right?"  I nodded quietly, "What is your name, fair lady, for I have never seen you around in Rivendell."

I took a deep breath, "My name is Jessica Hanson, Prince Legolas."

I saw his eyebrow lift in suspicion, "How do you know of my name, Lady Jessica?"

"Everyone knows of you, Prince Legolas.  And drop the part about the 'lady' crap.  I'm far from a lady."  His eyes widened slightly and I frowned as I played the scene over in my head, seeing if there was something that could possibly shock him.

Once.

Nope.

Twice.

Nope.

Wait...  Oh shit!  "Er...  I mean, that...  Er...  Don't call me 'lady' because I'm far from a lady.  Ignore what I said before."  I smiled sheepishly.

I was waiting for a rude comment from the Prince, I just had to roll my eyes at that, since I was acting very unladylike.  Maybe a whole lecture about how ladies should act like.  But instead, I got a small chuckle and I looked at him, flabbergasted.  "Never, in my twenty nine hundred years of existence, have I heard a lady talk like that."

I smirked, "Well, I told you already I was far from a lady.  Now you know."  He smiled genuinely, and he looks absolutely...  I had to admit, this Legolas right in front of me was just drop dead gorgeous.  No wonder everyone was nutters about Orlando Bloom...  Although I'm sure he wouldn't look as gorgeous as the real elf.

"Well, you have just let me see what I would never have expected.  A beautiful lady talking like a man."

I smiled, "Well, thanks for the flattering, Prince Legolas."  I couldn't help but think that all the Orlando Bloom fans would kill to be in my shoes, but tough for them...  Perhaps life on Middle-Earth wasn't that bad at all, but I was rushing myself to conclusions too fast.  Perhaps life with this certain twenty nine hundred years elf wouldn't be that bad...  I stood there, stiff for a moment before I exploded, "How old did you say you were?!"

"Twenty nine hundred."  He said calmly, as if it was the most normal thing on earth.

"What in the frigging hell..."

"I'm an elf, Lady Jessica.  Elves are immortal."

I rolled my eyes, "Right, how could I forget that?  Iris keeps talking about your lovely immortality."

"Who's Iris?"

I slapped my hand on my mouth, just remembering I had said too much, "Er, nothing, Prince Legolas.  Absolutely nothing."  He looked at me disbelievingly, but letting it go.  Finally, we went on a walk together, making small conversation sometimes and I couldn't help but picture Iris' face if I told her I had talked with an elf...  And her Legolas, as she would call it, of all people!  Or in this case...  Of all elves!

I smirked inwardly as I watched Legolas from the corner of my eyes.  We'll see how perfect elves really are.  Then I can brag about it to Iris...  Then a thought came to my mind, making my mental smirk fall immediately.

But what if...  What if I'll never be able to go home?

Well, then you're screwed over.

No shit.

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Gandalf the Grey called to me later in the night, talking with me...  I had told him everything, from my past, my school, my world and how exactly I got here.  He had told me about Frodo and I had to keep my mouth shut from telling him the things I knew...

But deep inside, I think he knew I knew.  He had this glint in his eyes...  This damned knowing glint.  If I was not mistaken, Frodo will awaken sometime during this week, because I am sure he wakes up sometime during the twenty something.

I nodded, "Thank you...  I hope you will find a way for me to go back to my planet."

"I shall talk to you later when I have time."  I nodded once again as Gandalf left the room.  I was dreading that I was here in Middle-Earth and the people I loved were on Earth...  Yet, I could not deny that inside, my stomach was fluttering with excitement at the thought of being able to see the War of the Ring.

Then I suddenly groaned as I remembered.  I had not finished The Two Towers nor The Return of the King!  I sighed, perhaps watching without knowing everything would be more exciting for me...  But then again, who said I was going with the Fellowship?  For all I knew, I could be staying here the whole time until Gandalf comes back with a solution and the elves leave the shore...  That would so suck, but I guess I didn't have a choice at all in the matter.

I was a woman, and for the Middle-Earth, women should do nothing dangerous and must be ladylike.  One word I hatred with a passion.  And anyways, I didn't know how to fight nor help in healing.  I was absolutely useless.

For the rest of the night, I bumped into Boromir once and chatted with him for a slight while and spent the rest of the night thinking in bed...  Thinking over what would happen, every scenario possible.  I felt so lonely in this world...  Nobody knew I was from another world...  Nobody except Gandalf...  Maybe even Elrond.

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Author's Notes:  I hope this is good enough for you guys!  Still a writer block for 'A Love Forgotten' and I have started an original story, 'Love is Pain' .  Hope you check it out and give me a review on how to improve it!  I think I know where I'm getting with this fic.  All suggestions and ideas welcomed, though I do not promise that I will use them all!  No flames please!