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Diana follows the fellowship up the winding stairs lost in thought. Everything about Caras Galadhon seems very familiar to her and this confuses her even more than she already is. 'What is happening to me?' She looks down and spots a garden and another vision floods her mind.

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Vision:

"Lord Elrond is the best healer there is. You are lucky he has agreed to train you."

"I know Haldir, but I will miss you so much. I have never been away from all three of you for more that a few weeks. Five years just seems so long." Aranel looks up at her brother with tears in her eyes.

Haldir smiles tenderly at his sister. "My sweet sister, you will be fine. Lord Elrond will keep you so busy that five years will fly by like five days and in no time you will be back home again. Now come, don't keep Celebrian and her escorts waiting for you." Aranel hugs her brother tightly and he returns the hug, he himself not wanting her to leave.

End vision.

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Realizing that was more than likely the last time Haldir saw his sister Diana hangs her head as a tear slips down her cheek. She wipes the tear away and shakes her head, unsure of why the visions are effecting her so much. Diana very seldom cries, in fact she can only think of three times. The first being when her parents were killed in a car wreck and the other two here. Once when she first found herself in Middle Earth and the other when Gandalf fell.

When a hand touches her shoulder, Diana looks up into the concerned eyes of Aragorn. "I'm fine" she smiles reasuringly. He gives her a disbelieving look but stays silent.

They reach the top of the stairs and stand in awe as Lord Celeborn and Lady Galadriel come toward them, bathed in a brilliant white light. The only movement from the fellowship is Aragorn and Diana bowing their heads in respect, everyone else to entranced to move.

Celeborn looks over the fellowship. "The enemy knows you have entered here. What hope you had in secrecy is now gone. Nine there are here, yet nine there were set out from Rivendell plus one found along the way. Tell me, where is Gandalf? For I much desire to speak with him. I can no longer see him from afar."

Diana closes her eyes in grief as Galadriel begins to speak. "Gandalf the Grey did not pass the borders of this land. He has fallen into shadow."

Legolas looks up at her. "He was taken by both shadow and flame. A Balrog of Morgoth. For we went needlessly into the net of Moria."

"Needless were none of the deeds of Gandalf in life. We do not yet know his full purpose. Do not let the great..." Diana's mind wanders into a vision of a young Aranel with Galadriel in a garden. Galadriel is teaching her how to make a wreath out of flowers and Galadriel is laughing at something Aranel is saying.

"...Do not let your hearts be troubled. Go now and rest for you are weary with sorrow and much toil. Tonight you will sleep." Galadriel turns and looks at Diana for the first time. "You have many questions but tonight you will rest. I will speak with you in the morning."

At first Diana is surprised by hearing Galadriel in her mind but she shakes it off since for the past week her whole life has been strange. "Thank you Lady Galadriel." Diana bows her head at the Lord and Lady before following the fellowship to where they are to stay.

"Let Frodo use it. He has more need for comfort than I do." Diana dismisses the mat, stuffed with feathers that Legolas is holding with a wave of her hand.

"It was meant for you to use."

"You are seriously getting on my nerves Elf." Diana glares at Legolas.

"As you are mine," he replies and shoves the mat into her hands and walks off.

"Stubborn, pointy eared..." she grumbles under her breath and then sneezes. She throws the rolled up mat at him and sneezes again before storming off.

"Milady" Diana turns to see a she-elf trying to catch up to her. "I am to take you to a place where you may bathe."

Diana's face lights up. "Thank you so much! I feel so disgusting."

"You are most welcome." Diana falls into step with the Elf. "My name is Enelya. If you need anything during your stay just ask for me."

"Thank you Enelya." Diana notices Enelya watching her curiously and the Elf blushes when she realizes she's been caught. "I'm sorry. It's just that Rumil was right."

Now Diana is the curious one. "Right about what?"

"You have a slight resemblance to his sister, Aranel," Enelya says sadly. "I know. I feel like I'm bringing up painful memories for them by being here."

"A little, yes. But I believe it brings forth many more of the happier memories than the bad ones. I know this is true for me at least. Aranel was like a sister to me."

Enelya leads Diana into a talan with a large tub and makes sure she has all the bath supplies she needs within reach. "I will return soon with a gown for you to wear while your clothes are being cleaned," Enelya tells her and disappears through the door.

Diana steps out of the tub and walks over to the mirror, which is really just a really shiny piece of metal, as she dries off. When she looks at her reflection she raises her eyebrows in confusion. 'Maybe it's just the mirror.' She picks a strand of wet hair up and looks at it. No, it's definitely longer, straighter and more blonde than it was before.'What the hell?!'

Refusing to look in the mirror again so that she doesn't freak out, Diana slips on the pale blue gown Enelya brought her. Then she brushes out her hair, frowning as she braids the sides and then pulling them back into one braid forming kind of a crown or halo.

Aragorn looks up and smiles when she returns to where the fellowship is staying. "You look beautiful."

"Thanks."

He tilts his head to the side in thought. "In fact, you could pass as an Elf."

"I'll pretend I didn't hear that," she says dryly and he chuckles.

"Bannas lin sila celair. (Your beauty shines brightly.)" Diana turns to find Legolas standing behind her with a water pitcher in his hand.

"Thank you." She tilts her head and listens as Elvish voices fill the air.

"A lament for Gandalf," Legolas says softly as the others stop what they're doing to listen.

Pippin moves closer to him. "What do they say about him?"

"I have not the heart to tell you. For me the grief is still to near."

Diana sees the pain in his eyes and lays a comforting hand on his shoulder. Legolas smiles sadly at her and covers her hand with his in a silent 'thank you'.

Sam looks up, "I bet they don't mention his fireworks. There should be a verse about them."

Diana smiles over at the Hobbit. "What would you have them say, Sam?"

Sam stands up straight. "The finest rockets ever seen. They burst in stars of blue and green. Or after thunder, silver showers..."

Gimli's snoring interupts him and Aragorn does everyone a favor by knocking the crap out of him.

"...Came falling like a rain of flowers... Oh, that doesn't do them justice by a long road." He sits down dejectedly and Frodo tries to comfort him.

Diana sighs and decides to go for a walk to clear her mind. Legolas watches her walk away before joining Aragorn and the now awake, Gimli.

Diana finds herself in the garden she saw earlier and smiles as she smells one of the roses. "You should be resting, child." Startled by the soft voice she turns to find Galadriel standing behind her.

"I know."

"Many thoughts plague your mind. Come, sit." Galadriel leads her to a bench and they sit down.

"Lady Galadriel, why am I having visions about Haldir's sister? And I've noticed changes in myself since I came to Middle Earth."

"Very well, you deserve to hear the truth now, but others should be here as well...Ah here they are now."

When Haldir, Rumil and Orophin enter the garden, Diana looks up at Galadriel in confusion but doesn't voice the question that is burning in her mind.

Three gasps can be heard from the brothers when Diana turns to look at them. Haldir steps forward, "Aranel?"

"No, Haldir. I am Diana, not Aranel. I'm sorry." She looks down sadly, upset to bring such pain to the brothers.

"But you are Aranel. The visions you are having are not visions but memories."

Diana's head begins to swim. "Then why haven't I experienced them before now?"

"The memories were buried deep in your mind and seeing Haldir brought them to the surface. In time you will remember everything about your past. When you were returning to Lorien you were killed in the attack. Some time later you were reborn but for reasons unknown you were born to another world. In this world the firstborn did not exist so you were born as a mortal. When you returned to your rightful world, you started to be returned to your former self, slowly so that is would not send your body into a state of shock."

Diana takes in what she has just been told as she looks up at her newfound brothers and then does the only thing she can. She passes out, cold.