A Different World

A/N: I would really like to thank all of my reviewers out there for such great reviews. In later chapters I will actually respond to each of your reviews so keep an eye on the top of the page. Oh and just for the record, this is strictly a Legolas/OC fic. I had a review asking if this was going to be a Glorfindel/OC fic, but, sorry, it isn't. I was thinking about doing that, but I have another thing in store for him. And I also think I'm going to invite special guests to say my disclaimer for me. Laziness attracts us all…anyways, thanks a lot and enjoy!!

Glorfindel: *glances around confusedly* Umm…where am I?

Bliss: You're in my little world now! Mwhuaahahaha!! *laughs maniacally*

Glorfindel: *raises a brow and looks at Bliss* Who are you?

Bliss: *stares dreamily* I'm your new owner! So you must obey me! Now do the disclaimer…please?! *pouts and whimpers*

Glorfindel: *sighs* Very well. No, Vanima Bliss does NOT own me or any of Tolkein's fine creations. However she does own everything that is unfamiliar to you including this story. *glances at Bliss with brows raised* How was that?

Bliss: *drools* Perfect…

Glorfindel: *sigh*

Chapter Three

Rivendell

Warmth filtered in through the curved round windows as the sun rose and its rays shined directly on Renee, making her groan with the extra heat. She shuffled around under the covers of her bed and pushed her face into her fluffy soft pillow. Ah…her bed. For some reason she felt overjoyed as she lay there for she had the weirdest dream last night. It didn't even make sense! Since when did she dream of almost drowning and having a hot blonde dude rescue her? And then meeting a guy whom thought he was an elf? Strange. That was a new one.

She whimpered as her body felt like it was on fire and she pushed the sheets down to her knees. Why was she so hot? She brought her hand up to her forehead and felt the warmth of her skin. Jeez, she was burning up! Tiny beads of sweat latched themselves onto her fingers and she wiped them away onto her shirt. She must have done something crazy yesterday, like run outside in the rain or swim in an ice-cold pool. Great, just what she needed. She dreaded being sick, absolutely hated it. You couldn't do anything except lay in a bed and watch TV or listen to music. It was boring and the worse part was you felt like crap the whole entire time you were being bored. Not fun.

Renee sighed and then shivered as she felt a chill shoot up her spine. Another part of being sick that she hated. You couldn't tell whether you were hot or cold. She growled in frustration and then slowly managed to pull the covers back up to her shoulders. Wow, this fever was really starting to get to her. She was weak beyond belief. How long did she have it for? She couldn't really remember anything that would've provoked this sickness, unless her dream about almost drowning in a river counted. Maybe dreaming about cold rivers made her sick. Nah, that was a stupid reason, but it was by far the only one she could come up with.

She sighed once more and decided it was time to get some medicine. She doubted she had any yet. Her eyes slowly cracked open and then widened as she tried to adjust her blurry vision. As soon as her sight was clear and she was able to see, she took an eyeful of her surroundings.

…………………

Ok, she wasn't in any room that seemed normal to her that resided in Earth. It actually looked quite similar to the one that was in her dream. Well, more like identical. Wait a second, where was she? As she continued scanning the room she caught a glimpse of a man sitting on a chair beside her bed with his head leaning against his perched hand. It was the hot guy who saved her in her dream! His eyes were open, but seemed glazed over. What was up with that? She drew in a deep breath and shook her head in disbelief. No, this couldn't be happening. She couldn't have possibly been anywhere else but her…her…well anywhere that wasn't here! It just wasn't possible!

She could suddenly feel the dizziness return to her aching head and she lifted her palm to her forehead and moaned in pain. This action seemed to catch the attention of the man beside her for his eyes became unglazed and he sat in his chair and smiled in relief.

"Do not strain yourself tithemben. You are not well." Renee averted her gaze to the man beside her and furrowed her brows. What did he just say? And what was his name again? Gorfanden? No. Glinfondell? No. Hmm….what was it?! Oh yeah! Glorfindel. His name was Glorfindel. She looked at him, a bit flustered, but then sighed and closed her eyes to try and lessen the intensity of her headache.

"I already know I am not well thank you very much. I have a killer headache and I'm being cooked alive. Ugh…I'm sick and I don't even know why!" Glorfindel chuckled at her little outburst and Renee managed to glare at him under her eyelids. She was a feisty one; he'd give her that.

"The reason of your fever is that you decided to take a dip in the Bruinen a few days ago. That and the fact that you wear very little clothing, which might I add, is very unusual. I have never seen attire such as yours. It is very…espy." A light crimson rose to Renee's cheeks as she thought of the meaning of his words. She was wearing a white blouse and decided to try and drown herself in a river. That meant…her shirt must have been see-through! Her cheeks became redder at the thought and soon she became completely flushed. He had seen what lies underneath her shirt! Oh no, this was definitely not happening. Not happening at all. She cleared her throat to remove the lump that had just so carelessly formed there and opened her eyes and turned towards Glorfindel.

"Well, my unusual attire as you put it is how people where I come from dress. Though I didn't know it would rain or that I would fall into a river the day I wore that particular outfit." Her face grew redder. "It wasn't supposed to get wet." She turned her gaze away from him and therefore missed the light blush that rose to his cheeks as well.

"I see. Well, maybe the clothing that we will provide you with will be suitable to your liking. It is at least more decent than what you arrived in." Renee sighed, knowing what he was getting at and shook her head. That day was definitely not the time to wear that outfit. Now she'd have the luxury of knowing that this strange guy knew what she looked like semi-naked. It made her uncomfortable. She shook her head again to rid herself of the thought and she returned her attention to her headache. It was slowly fading, key word slowly, and she groaned as a particularly large throb of pain pulsated through her head. It just wasn't her day.

"Do you have any medicine? This headache is really getting to me and my fever isn't helping." Glorfindel shook his head.

"I am sorry, but I do not. The only counsel I can give you is to rest." A slight chuckle escaped Renee's lips. Everything that has happened so far was a disaster and the only thing he can tell her to do is rest? She frowned.

"Rest? Rest?! How am I supposed to rest when I have the biggest headache of the century and my body is roasting itself?! That and the fact that I have no idea where I am or how I got here and that I almost died and that I do not even know if I can trust you or that other guy or anyone else for the matter. I am completely oblivious to everything right now!" She took in a few deep breaths, trying to regain her breath, and she growled in frustration as the throbbing in her head intensified. She hated it when she didn't know something, in this case, everything. It was nerve-racking. She rolled over on her side, turning her back to him, and stuffed her face into her pillow. What was she going to do?

Glorfindel pitied this girl in front of him. It was apparent that she knew nothing of her surroundings. It pained him though when she said she did not know whether she could trust him or not, but he understood. It takes time to trust a person, even if they did save their life. Lots of proving would be needed. He sighed and leaned back in his chair. What should he do? Maybe an apology was in order. It only seemed fit.

"I am sorry. I did not know. Though maybe someday you can confide your trust in me and in Lord Elrond. We wish to help you." Renee listened to him speak and thought his voice sounded like a quaint melody. The words rolled off the tip of his tongue in a fluid motion; never any hesitation. Though she was quite angry with him, for which was really stupid, she enjoyed listening to his voice. It reminded her of her father. He was a businessman and therefore was trained to speak like that. It unnerved her that he could speak so perfectly when she couldn't! It was so unfair.

Tears formed in her eyes as she remembered her father. Oh how she missed him. She wondered how he was doing, as well as her mother. She had only seen her the morning she disappeared. She missed them both greatly. It was a shame that she didn't have a chance to say goodbye to them, or her friends. She sniffled as she thought of them too. It was so hard to hold in the tears. She missed them so much! The thought of Lynn's funny jokes and Chandler's warm embrace was almost too hard to bear. She obviously missed them and needed them as well. They made life so much easier to live, but now she was on her own and would never see them again. This new turn of events was heart wrenching for Renee and she knew, she just knew that she would never be able to lay eyes on the ones she loves the most again. She had no one. No one but herself.

The sounds of sniffling did not go unnoticed by Glorfindel and he knew she was crying or at least on the verge of crying. She was obviously upset about something. The question was, what? He had thought to comfort her for a second, but he did not know if she would welcome the gesture. He was a complete stranger to her and he did not know if that was the best action to take. Yet it seemed that she needed it, even if it was from a stranger.

Glorfindel quietly rose from the chair in which he was seated and sat on the edge of the bed. Renee didn't even seem to notice the shifting of the bed from the added weight and she continued on whimpering. She must have really been absorbed in her thinking. Glorfindel sighed and placed his hand on her shoulder and gave it a light squeeze. Her body stiffened a little at the feel of his hand upon her skin and she slowed her sobs as she turned to look at him.

His eyes were light and soft to look upon and his features were loose and beautiful; in other words, comforting. She didn't know what to do. This unknown elf was sitting beside her and offering her his comfort in one simple gesture. So she did the only thing that made sense to her. She flung herself at him and wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her face in his chest; sobbing more openly.

Glorfindel was caught off guard by her sudden movement and he glanced down at the girl who clung to him. His eyes softened as he saw tears rolling down her cheeks and soaking themselves into his tunic. Her hair was disheveled and her body was trembling with sorrow. He could feel her emotions emanating from her body in waves and he could do nothing but pity her. She was so lost and sad and it made Glorfindel's heart ache in sympathy. He wrapped his arms around her quaking shoulders and held her comfortingly. There was nothing else he could do to help her. He wished there was, but there wasn't.

Renee continued weeping for some time and Glorfindel offered all the comfort he could muster. Everything was just too sudden and shocking for Renee at the moment. She was in a state of shock and everything around her seemed unreal. She was in an imaginary world with people she use to love reading about and heroic characters that gave her inspiration to do things she would never normally do. It was a great honour and gift to appear in Middle Earth, a world that she still loved, but it wasn't where she belonged. She belonged in Earth with her mother and father and friends. It was just unbelievable. Her parents are probably worried to death and her friends are most likely looking for her. They probably think that she's dead. Wait what if she was dead? She didn't remember anything since she left school and it could be likely that something happened to her as she was walking home. What if that was the case? What if she was dead and her friends and parents were grieving for her and were in worse of a condition than her? Renee didn't even know if she could bear that happening. The thought was just too over-exaggerated.

As she became engrossed in her thoughts she could feel the same pain in her heart that she suffered from when she arrived here. It was a lonely and depressed pain that only one could feel if truly distressed. And she had felt it twice. But now that she thought of it, she wasn't alone. Someone was here with her right now, holding her in their arms. Glorfindel. He reminded her so much of her father, except for the differences in appearance. He portrayed the wise, caring, devoted father that she knew for so long, yet knew so little about. Sadly, she had taken her parents for granted and thought them to be annoying little pests who pushed her to do new things. Now she missed them considerably and she hadn't even been a week away from them. Maybe it was because she was having no fun? Most likely.

Knowing that she was probably over-reacting and looking like a fool, she calmed herself down and just lay in Glorfindel's arms. She glanced at his tear-stained tunic and a sheepish look crossed her face. She must have been getting her period soon. She's never THIS emotional, well, unless she was PMSing or something, but that wasn't the point. It was clear already that she was really going to embarrass herself while she was here. Though maybe there was a chance that she could return, but she didn't dwell over it. It was a slim chance anyways. It was a miracle that she even came here. Hell, maybe she was meant to come here, but like before, it was a slim chance.

Glorfindel gazed at Renee's small form that was still in his arms. It seemed that she was very disturbed and upset by something important, but he did not know. This was something that she could speak with Elrond about. He was good in that field. Hopefully she'll be able to confide her trust in him and tell him of her situation. It would be helpful for both her and Elrond.

"Thank you Glorfindel." He glanced down at her tear-stained face and his eyes met with her red-rimmed ones. She caught onto his name pretty quick. He smiled and nodded his head in reply. "You saved my life and comforted me in my time of need. Thank you so much." Her voice was hardly above a whisper, though hoarse and therefore more understandable.

"You're welcome Renee." Renee's brows furrowed at his mention of her name, but then she concluded that Elrond must have told him. Ah, clever. Glorfindel grinned at her obvious confusion and Renee gazed at him with a smile on her lips. He was so gorgeous when he smiled. Now that she was closer to him she had a clearer view of his most detailed features. He had very beautiful golden locks that were pulled back in two braids, like before, and his eyes were almost as intensifying as hers. They were a deep sky blue and she could tell that they changed colour as to fit with each mood he was in at that exact time. Almost like a mood ring. Blues eyes did that sometimes, unlike others. Anyways, his skin was flawless and looked soft to the touch. She had an urge to touch his face. Maybe it felt like the skin on a baby's bottom. Though she wouldn't know for sure since she had never touched a baby's bottom, fortunately.

She sighed as she saw the most beautiful being in front of her, but then her eyes lingered to his ears, that were not hidden under the cover of his hair. They were pointed. She held her breath subconsciously, remembering the image of Elrond's pointed ears and how they did NOT come off of his head. She wondered. Was it the same for him?

"Umm…Glorfindel?" He looked at her with a brow raised.

"Yes?" She paused. She was planning on diverting his attention somewhere else so she could grab his ear, but the reaction she had gotten from Elrond was still in her mind. After all of this hugging and stuff, she didn't have the heart to bring pain to Glorfindel. A question and maybe some other type of proof was obviously the better answer.

"Uhh…how do I say this?" He gave her a strange look. "Umm…alright. I'm just going to come out and ask this. Are you really an elf?" His brow rose higher and an amused look showed clearly on his face. He had heard of Elrond's poor ear tugging incident. It surprised him that Elrond had that reaction instead of another. How very amusing.

"I had expected that question from you sooner or later. Elrond had told me all about your little encounter." A very amused smirk flashed upon his face and Renee blushed as she lowered her gaze from him. At least he found that amusing. It sure as hell was a shock to her. "So in truth, I am both surprised and glad that you had asked me before taking action into your own hands. Elfish ears are quite sensitive." Renee's eyes suddenly rose to his and she could see the gleam in his eyes. Did he just admit that he was an elf…indirectly? It sure sounded like it. Though one could not be too sure, so she asked him once more.

"So you're saying that you are an elf?" Glorfindel smiled and nodded.

"Yes I am." He raised his brow. "Do you approve?" Renee wasn't sure if he was the real thing or not. She needed more proof than a confession. Proof was the number one way to know for sure. She cocked her head to the side and looked at his face. His appearance was very much like that of an elf, well at least like Elrond. He was the only other elf she had met. And he still had the faint glow too, very Elfish. Yet she was not fully persuaded into believing he really was an elf. Something just cried out to her that she should follow her instincts which were mostly saying 'hell no'. A sigh emitted from her lips as she attempted to deal with her confused inner thoughts. Should she believe him? Should she believe that she really was in Middle Earth? Right here in Rivendell with a hot Elf Lord hugging her on a bed? Sure, why not? It sounded like paradise to her already.

But then, an idea sprung into her head. It was as if an old dusty light bulb had just lit up for the first time. If she was dreaming and this was all fake, then she obviously wouldn't be able to feel any kind of pain since this was an illusion. It sounded promising enough. So Renee moved her hand to her cheek and pinched it…hard.

"Ow!" She quickly stopped pinching herself and then rubbed her hand against her face. "Man, that hurt!" Then realization hit her harder than she would have ever been able to dream. She was in Middle Earth and practically sitting in Glorfindel's, THE Glorfindel's lap. Oh. My. Golly. Gee. This was so unbelievably…well…surprising. It was cool, yet sad. She missed her parents and friends and would probably never see them again, that was the only downside, but Middle Earth was a beautiful place. If she were to be transported to a different world and never see her loved ones again, then she would definitely want to come here. But the thought of her family being only in her dreams was hard to bear. Who was going to care for her now? Would she have to do everything herself? Was this a test of life or something? She didn't know, but all she knew was that this was real and she was talking to a real elf! It was time to answer Glorfindel's question. She had all the proof she needed, at least for now.

When she turned to look up at Glorfindel, he was staring down at her with a confused expression. She wondered what it was for until she recalled herself pinching her cheek. He probably thought she was trying to hurt herself or something. Nuh-uh! Never! It was not a part of her nature to hurt or cut herself, ever. She grimaced just at the thought of it.

"Well, after much consideration and mild proof, I guess that I do believe you're an elf. You and Elrond are elves and live in the clove of Rivendell and I am here. And let's not forget about the hundreds of other elves here too. Whoa…" That thought had just occurred to her. She had never been surrounded by such people before. She wondered how she would handle it.

Glorfindel was looking at her strangely. Was she feeling all right or did she always pinch herself while thinking of a decision? He did not know, but he was bound to find out eventually. He could tell she would be here a while. Her illness had not subsided and she was weak due to her fever. Not to mention him or Elrond would leave her by herself in these perilous lands. It was far too dangerous to allow her to roam about in these dark days.

Then suddenly he heard her speak and she seemed to become a little dazed as she returned to thought. She was most likely thinking about her last comment. He smiled as he concluded she had never met or even seen an elf before. Like she had said, they were imaginary creatures where she came from. Actually, where did she come from? That question as well as many others had been puzzling his mind for quite a while and his curiosity had been growing ever more rapidly. He and Elrond would have to question her later when she was feeling better.

"I suppose you are sure of your decision? You believe that I am an elf as well as Elrond?" Renee was sidetracked from her thoughts and she heard him speak and she nodded her head in affirmation.

"Yeah, I guess." He raised a brow.

"You guess? You are not sure?"

"Well, I have proved to myself that this is really happening in a couple of ways, but it is hard to fully persuade me into believing things I just don't want to believe. Like this room for instance, or even you. I could just be using my imagination to make you look the way you do. I have a very vivid imagination, which could explain why I feel everything." Glorfindel smiled and shook his head. He did not know why she didn't believe this to be happening, but he was sure he could persuade her. He had the perfect idea.

"If you do not fully believe, then please, allow me the chance to persuade you into believing." Now it was Renee's turn to raise her brow. She wondered how he would do that. It would probably do nothing to change her mind, but it was worth a shot. She agreed with his offer and he smiled while lifting himself off of the bed. He held out his hand to her and she hesitantly took it. With his help, she removed the blankets and scooted over to the edge of the bed. It was only then that she noticed she wasn't wearing her clothing. She was dressed in a white sleeveless night gown that fell to the back of her calf's and clung to her body, showing her curvaceous figure. It wasn't too bad; she actually kind of liked it. Anyways, when Glorfindel pulled her to her feet, she wobbled and would've fallen if he were not there to catch her. She gave him a pained, yet sheepish smile and he just looked at her with a blank expression.

"You are still very weak from your fever. Do you have the strength to walk?" Renee thought about it and then shook her head. Sure, she could act all tough and try and walk wherever he was taking her, but it hurt too much. The strain on her muscles was way too much for her to handle right now. Plus, the world began spinning whenever she stood. Another side effect of the fever.

"Very well. I will carry you then. This is something you must see and it is not too far." And without further due, he scooped her up into his arms, earning a yelp from Renee, and adjusted himself so he could walk with the added weight. Renee very much protested about being carried off to some unknown place, especially to the windows that he just started heading off to.

"Please put me down. I can walk now. No! Don't bring me over there. For all I know you can drop me! No!" She clung to him with an unknown strength that she never knew she possessed and listened to the deep hearty chuckle that emitted from Glorfindel's throat. As they came upon the windows, Renee's head was already dug into Glorfindel's shoulder and her arms were around his neck, holding on for dear life. She felt his hand that was under her knees drum against her leg and she lifted her head and looked at him. His eyes were soft and full of amusement and his smile was reassuring. It made her frown. What was he up to?

"You can trust me tithemben for I will not let you fall. Now look ahead and witness the real beauty in which Middle Earth holds." She hesitated. "Go on." With much consideration and trust, she turned her head to the side and peered out the window. What she saw amazed her to the point of being awestricken. Her mouth was agape and her eyes were wide with wonder.

She saw a large valley with two steep mountainsides surrounding it on either side. Waterfalls protruded from a few deep crevices in the mountain and an exceptionally large one lie right in the middle, glistening in the morning sun. It appeared to be a river, maybe the Bruinen that Glorfindel spoke of before, but she was not sure. It was beautiful all the same.

The trees were bare except for the occasional leaf and Renee concluded that it was probably around springtime. Buds were starting to sprout from the thin branches and she smiled as she saw life grow right in front of her eyes. Below the trees was a thick coat of luscious green grass that swayed in the cool breeze and little patches of dirt lay here and there. Though what really caught her eye were the sparkling roofs' of the many Elven houses nearby. They were gorgeous! Most of the houses were made of stone and had spiraling granite pillars by their entrances, which were very beautiful, considering vines were snaked around them.

And let's not forget the many pathways that led to different areas of the city. They were also of stone and shimmering roofs' sat upon them, keeping the paths dry, as well as the elves. Alas! there were elves there too! Renee couldn't believe it! She was actually seeing elves walking to a desired destination…walking! They were as real as the wind upon her face and she was truly delighted.

As she gazed upon this radiant city she felt Glorfindel's hold on her tighten and she glanced at him. He was smiling with a knowing look in his eye. She smiled in return and averted her vision back to the world outside of this one window. It was magnificent.

"Do you believe now tithemben?" She didn't look at him as he spoke, but watched the life outside of her window. It was surprising and yet exciting to see such people right outside of her room. And the scenery, well, she was too awestricken to express all of the details in which she wished to relay. It was just too perfect.

"This place captivates too much beauty for my mind to be able to imagine. I am at a loss for words. It's perfect." Glorfindel smiled at her answer. That is the same way he felt when looking upon this glorious city. It is just too hard to find words to describe such a place. There was just too much to say. "And Glorfindel? You have been calling me titamben or something since I had woken up. What does it mean?" He grinned.

"Tithemben and it means 'little one'".

A/N: Aha! Chapter three down, a lot more to go! I hope you all liked it! I know this fic is really sounding like a Glorfindel/OC right now, but I just want to justify how they come upon a close friendship. So believe me when I say, Leggy WILL be in the picture. Anyways, please review and tell me what you think! Diolla lle!

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