Disclaimer: I don't own Legolas and Gimli. They own me.

Chapter 2: To Kit's House!

And therein lie the problem; they had no clue to which type of gate they came through. She was yet to know of this inconvenience, for her house was no place to discuss magical matters. They need somewhere to talk and Christy the key user, house was just the place.

"Um, so, we kinda gotta go somewhere before y'all here, so were gonna go to my friend's house, comprende?" Kathryn chuckled nervously as they eyed her, obviously suspicious.

"How do we know you're not one who sent us here?" Gimli finally had recovered his wits.

"Gimli…" Legolas started to scold him for being rude, even though the same question was on his mind. "That was extremely inconsider—"

"You don't know," Kathryn interrupted, few had good manners in this time," and so, you're just gonna have to have faith that it wasn't me. Cuz ya know, I didn't."

Gimli looked to his companion who shrugged slightly, "We have no other choice…" They truly didn't. Their only way home was this girl, whom the two were very suspicious of (with god reason). So, in their dilemma they had to trust her, they were normally trusting people so this was very easy to adapt.

Kathryn sighed, at least I wont have to explain a lot… silent thoughts rolled through her head. She was tired, groggy, and annoyed, but as soon as she got to Christy's home, she knew that would change. The only way into her friend's house magically was through a window, one of the simplest types of gates. Even so, Kathryn never had an extremely steady hand, so windows frustrated her.

The two watched in confused silence as Kathryn went on hands and knees and started to move her hands in the air. She was searching for the latch on the invisible window; she could sense it with her powers; there, she had it! Now this was the harder part. Kathryn's split lip trembled as she concentrated. She slid her hand under the window; slowly she pushed the now shimmering glass up, up, up. It should have been easy, but for Kathryn her ears pounded, muscles were tense, and her mind was straining. Finally, somehow she opened it. When the glass stopped moving she breathed, it's getting smother she observed.

Quite proud of herself, she gestured for them to go in before her and they complied. The elf had to nearly crawl through the opening, but the dwarf had no problems. He just stepped over the sill and moved his head slightly; he grinned at the elf. "That's one for me…"

"What are we counting?" Legolas cocked an eyebrow. The two were always arguing and having friendly competition, even in the worst of times.

"We are counting how many times you have to look ridiculous and I don't," Gimli snorted at his own cleverness. Their heightened mood had distracted them from where they were: In Christy's room. It was dark, save the light shinning through the window; her stereo played soft classical music. Christy said that classical music calmed her down and helped her sleep.

Kathryn flicked off the light in her own abode before coming into this new one, scented and cozy. Closing windows is much easier than opening, but she only half way closed it so she could be warned if anyone was coming to her door. Kathryn was intelligent and thought things through, not to say that Christy wasn't smart it's just that she's a little… spontaneous. They could be called complete opposites, but it did not change the fact they were friends. Kathryn had somehow developed a close relationship with Christy in a month than any other of her friends. They were almost sisters and Kathryn sometimes wished desperately that they were. But, the Powers That Be did not intend that they should be kin, for if they were their powers would be weaker since they would be the same type. No, Kathryn had a great destiny whether she willed it or not or even knew; her fate was bright.

If Kathryn realized her friend's similarity with her, she hid it well (as she did most of her feelings). When Kathryn attempted to rouse Christy, she swatted at her and muttered, "Five more minuets..." Kathryn rolled her eyes and ignored her. "Get up Kit!" Kathryn yelled and roughly shook her sleeping pal.

"Leave me alone, I can sleep as long as I want, it's Spring break…"Kit complained. Kathryn grimaced and leaned to whisper into kit's ear. "I'll tie you up and force you to watch me break and melt every single key in your possession, if you don't wake up…" She used her most menacing voice to enforce her point.

"Kat! NO! You would never!" Kit instantly shot up and glared at Kathryn (a.k.a. Kat). The sudden outburst caused many things to happen at once. Light were turned on in the house, feet came running down the hall, Legolas and Gimli had half drawn their weapons, and Kit's little brother started crying at the top of his lungs.

Kat rolled her eyes and went to flick the room's lights on. As she did, a man in his early forties burst into the room and quickly set out to find the cause of the yelling. "Where's the demon?" he immediately asked and scanned the room. Legolas and Gimli looked dangerous now, the elf had armed himself with a knife and Gimli held his axe. "Who are they?"

Kit shook her head, "I just woke—"

"Legolas Greenleaf and Gimli son of Gloin from the Lord of the Rings Trilogy by J.R.R. Tolkien," Kat cut Kit off (one of her bad habits) and conveniently provided this information. "They arrived in my room about," She walked over to Kit's clock and turned it, "Ten minuets ago."

"Why did ya have ta threaten me like that?" She wiped away invisible perspiration from her forehead, relived that Kat stuck her pink tongue at her. "That would look good pierced." Kit grinned and winked.

"Oh yeah Patty would LOVE that—" Kat stopped when Mr. Makinsey cleared his throat.

"And so Kathryn, why didn't you send them back right away at your home?" he raised a dark bushy brow.

"Daddy, like Katty would eva risk her parents—"

"Foster parents," Kat corrected.

"Foster parents waking up," Kit smiled knowing that's exactly what kat was thinking. She swished her sandy hair from her eyes and stared at Legolas. She didn't think Orlando Bloom was hot enough to play him.

"That's true… Well. It's too late now to search for a key, they can stay her the night in the guest bedroom. Kat come back when normal people are awake." He sighed and turned to his wife who just came t the door with Douglass, Kit's younger brother, in her arms. "Everything's fine, Hon, we just have a couple of guest for the night." She leaned into the room, then nodded and walked off.

"I'll show you to your room," Kit practically jumped out of bed. "Dada, it's fine," She waved her hand at him.