Chapter 4
For Joey, morning came rather quickly, even though she was excited to be journeying again. Legolas had lightly shaken her awake about an hour ago. She smiled as she thought about the brightness in the eyes staring back at her. "I'm so glad he's alright," Joey thought to herself as she watched the elf moving around, humming to himself. She stopped smiling as she remembered his miraculous recovery. "How did it happen?" "Are you ready to go, my friend?" Legolas asked quietly, snapping Joey out of her thoughts. Joey nodded and stood up. Before she could pick up her bag, Legolas had caught her in a warm embrace. "Thank you, Joey, for everything." When he let go, he smiled and she smiled back. Wordlessly, they picked up their bags and headed off, listening to the elves jumping from tree to tree, watching over them.
~*~ "Mae govannen, mellon nin!" Haldir said as they entered to palace, embracing them both at the same time. Releasing them, he suddenly became very serious. "Thank you both for saving my life last night." "There is no need, my friend," Legolas and Joey said at the same time, sending the three of them into quiet laughter. "Come, Lady Galadriel is waiting for you," Haldir said, gesturing to the door at the other end of the long, beautifully lit hallway. "Ahh," Galadriel thought. "They're here," she said just as the doors opened. In the doorframe stood a human and two elves. "Welcome, young ones." The three younger beings lowered their heads and Joey felt unworthy to be in the presence of such an elf. Galadriel quietly stepped over to Joey and lifted Joey's head by placing a hand under her chin. "Welcome to our world, Joey." These words of welcome made Joey smile and she bowed her head slightly again. "Thank you, milady," Joey said, noticing how the light seemed to reflect different in the wise, blue eyes. "Do not fear," Galadriel said softly. "This is indeed where you belong, for I see something in you that is not completely human, though I don't know what." "Not quite human?" Joey asked, her eyebrows furrowing. "Then, what am I?" At that moment, there was a small knock at the open door. Four pairs of eyes turned at the noise and there stood a blond haired elf. "Glorfindel!" Galadriel said as Legolas went over to greet the newcomer. "What brings you here, old friend?" "I have a message for you from Lord Elrond, milady," Glorfindel said as he handed her a letter. Galadriel thanked him and opened the letter to read. Glorfindel saw Joey out of the corner of his eye and turned to greet her when his eyes fell upon the necklace she wore and his breath caught sharply. "Is something wrong, Glorfindel?" Legolas asked, seeing the reaction from the older elf. "Where did you get that?" Glorfindel said softly, pointing a finger at the necklace. "This?" Joey said as she reached up to hold the pendant. "My grandmother left it for me." "Your grandmother?" Glorfindel repeated, surprised. "Tell me, was her name Anna?" Surprised, Joey nodded. "How did you know that?" Joey asked the stunned-looking Glorfindel. "She came to this world once, long ago," Glorfindel said, a far-off look on his face. "We met by chance when I walked through the forests in Imladris and stumbled upon a frightened edan, your grandmother. During her stay here, we fell in love and just when things were going well, she discovered a way to get home. She was torn between the decision of going home or staying here with me. In the end, we both decided she was better off in her own world," Glorfindel finished, his vision blurred with tears. "Tell me, how is she?" "She passed away," Joey said quietly, "a few months ago." Nobody spoke and a single tear rolled down Glorfindel's cheek before he regained his composure. "What did she say to you, when she gave you that necklace?" Glorfindel asked. "She told me," Joey started, remembering the letter. "She told me I would find where I belonged." "My child, I believe you are my granddaughter," Glorfindel said, placing a hand on Joey's shoulder. "I-I'm your granddaughter?" Joey said, her eyes wide. She looked into his eyes to see if he was lying, but she was startled to see green eyes staring back at her, her green eyes. "Aye, for that necklace was the proof of my love for her," Glorfindel said, fingering the pendant, lost in memory. "She would not have given you this necklace if you weren't my granddaughter. Where is your father or mother, my child?" "My father, your son, died when I was but a child," Joey said sadly. "What I remember about him, I can tell you that he was a great man. He was a loving son, husband, and father." "So you are my only kin left," Glorfindel said, sadness and joy mixed in his eyes. Suddenly, Joey remembered the other three elves in the room and turned to look at them. Legolas and Haldir stood, mouths open, shocked at what they had just heard and Galadriel smiled. "So that is what I saw in you," Galadriel said, nodding her head, but mentally kicking herself for not seeing it earlier. "Though you are only part elven, the elven sprit is strong within you." Joey nodded, but did not say anything. "I know this is a lot, child," Glorfindel said. "You do not have to call me grandfather, young one, but I hope one day, you will be willing." Joey nodded as her mind tried to process what was happening. "My name is Joey," Joey said as she realized that she had not introduced herself. "Come, my friends," Galadriel said. "Let us have some lunch. We have much to talk about, it seems."
During lunch, Legolas and Haldir retold their little adventure and the miracle Joey had performed, though Joey didn't hear much of it. "Where I belong," Joey thought. "Could this be it?"
For Joey, morning came rather quickly, even though she was excited to be journeying again. Legolas had lightly shaken her awake about an hour ago. She smiled as she thought about the brightness in the eyes staring back at her. "I'm so glad he's alright," Joey thought to herself as she watched the elf moving around, humming to himself. She stopped smiling as she remembered his miraculous recovery. "How did it happen?" "Are you ready to go, my friend?" Legolas asked quietly, snapping Joey out of her thoughts. Joey nodded and stood up. Before she could pick up her bag, Legolas had caught her in a warm embrace. "Thank you, Joey, for everything." When he let go, he smiled and she smiled back. Wordlessly, they picked up their bags and headed off, listening to the elves jumping from tree to tree, watching over them.
~*~ "Mae govannen, mellon nin!" Haldir said as they entered to palace, embracing them both at the same time. Releasing them, he suddenly became very serious. "Thank you both for saving my life last night." "There is no need, my friend," Legolas and Joey said at the same time, sending the three of them into quiet laughter. "Come, Lady Galadriel is waiting for you," Haldir said, gesturing to the door at the other end of the long, beautifully lit hallway. "Ahh," Galadriel thought. "They're here," she said just as the doors opened. In the doorframe stood a human and two elves. "Welcome, young ones." The three younger beings lowered their heads and Joey felt unworthy to be in the presence of such an elf. Galadriel quietly stepped over to Joey and lifted Joey's head by placing a hand under her chin. "Welcome to our world, Joey." These words of welcome made Joey smile and she bowed her head slightly again. "Thank you, milady," Joey said, noticing how the light seemed to reflect different in the wise, blue eyes. "Do not fear," Galadriel said softly. "This is indeed where you belong, for I see something in you that is not completely human, though I don't know what." "Not quite human?" Joey asked, her eyebrows furrowing. "Then, what am I?" At that moment, there was a small knock at the open door. Four pairs of eyes turned at the noise and there stood a blond haired elf. "Glorfindel!" Galadriel said as Legolas went over to greet the newcomer. "What brings you here, old friend?" "I have a message for you from Lord Elrond, milady," Glorfindel said as he handed her a letter. Galadriel thanked him and opened the letter to read. Glorfindel saw Joey out of the corner of his eye and turned to greet her when his eyes fell upon the necklace she wore and his breath caught sharply. "Is something wrong, Glorfindel?" Legolas asked, seeing the reaction from the older elf. "Where did you get that?" Glorfindel said softly, pointing a finger at the necklace. "This?" Joey said as she reached up to hold the pendant. "My grandmother left it for me." "Your grandmother?" Glorfindel repeated, surprised. "Tell me, was her name Anna?" Surprised, Joey nodded. "How did you know that?" Joey asked the stunned-looking Glorfindel. "She came to this world once, long ago," Glorfindel said, a far-off look on his face. "We met by chance when I walked through the forests in Imladris and stumbled upon a frightened edan, your grandmother. During her stay here, we fell in love and just when things were going well, she discovered a way to get home. She was torn between the decision of going home or staying here with me. In the end, we both decided she was better off in her own world," Glorfindel finished, his vision blurred with tears. "Tell me, how is she?" "She passed away," Joey said quietly, "a few months ago." Nobody spoke and a single tear rolled down Glorfindel's cheek before he regained his composure. "What did she say to you, when she gave you that necklace?" Glorfindel asked. "She told me," Joey started, remembering the letter. "She told me I would find where I belonged." "My child, I believe you are my granddaughter," Glorfindel said, placing a hand on Joey's shoulder. "I-I'm your granddaughter?" Joey said, her eyes wide. She looked into his eyes to see if he was lying, but she was startled to see green eyes staring back at her, her green eyes. "Aye, for that necklace was the proof of my love for her," Glorfindel said, fingering the pendant, lost in memory. "She would not have given you this necklace if you weren't my granddaughter. Where is your father or mother, my child?" "My father, your son, died when I was but a child," Joey said sadly. "What I remember about him, I can tell you that he was a great man. He was a loving son, husband, and father." "So you are my only kin left," Glorfindel said, sadness and joy mixed in his eyes. Suddenly, Joey remembered the other three elves in the room and turned to look at them. Legolas and Haldir stood, mouths open, shocked at what they had just heard and Galadriel smiled. "So that is what I saw in you," Galadriel said, nodding her head, but mentally kicking herself for not seeing it earlier. "Though you are only part elven, the elven sprit is strong within you." Joey nodded, but did not say anything. "I know this is a lot, child," Glorfindel said. "You do not have to call me grandfather, young one, but I hope one day, you will be willing." Joey nodded as her mind tried to process what was happening. "My name is Joey," Joey said as she realized that she had not introduced herself. "Come, my friends," Galadriel said. "Let us have some lunch. We have much to talk about, it seems."
During lunch, Legolas and Haldir retold their little adventure and the miracle Joey had performed, though Joey didn't hear much of it. "Where I belong," Joey thought. "Could this be it?"