Phoebe awoke to the sound of quiet voices. From the sound of it they were arguing. Phoebe looked at Paige and piper. Both were still out cold. Careful to make very little noise she checked Paige's pulse. Still alive. That was a good sign. She leaned over to check piper. Her leg made a tiny scrape against the wood floor of the attic. The voices stopped. Crap. Whatever they are out there, they have good hearing. But Piper's heart was still beating so everyone was alive. Come on Piper, wake up. Phoebe thought. I don't have blow up or freeze powers so if that's a demon.... "My Lady? Are you well? Is this your house?" a soft male voice asked.
Phoebe looked up at the speaker. If that's a demon it's the best looking one I've ever seen. She thought to herself. He had long, silky, platinum blonde hair, deep blue eyes, strong cheekbones, a lean, lithe body, and pointed ears. He almost seemed to glow in the dim light of the attic. "Yeah, this is our house. Yes I'm fine and did you just call me My Lady? Wow. That's a new one. What is your name again? And do you have pointy ears? Like elves? Did anyone ever tell you that you look exactly like Orlando Bloom?"
The person moved with a catlike grace over to Phoebe and helped her stand. "I have pointy ears because I am an elf, My Lady. No one has ever told me I look like Orlando Bloom and I know not who he is. My name is Legolas Thranduillion, Prince of Lasgalen. I am more commonly known as Legolas, or Legolas Greenleaf." He bowed slightly. "It is an honor to meet you My Lady." He kissed her hand.
"Oh stop flirting with the poor girl Legolas." Another elf called. "I am sorry My Lady. He is an incurable flirt. My name is Elladan Peredhil, eldest son of Lord Elrond of Imladris." Elladan gave her a sweeping bow. Phoebe was overwhelmed. The best looking guy she had ever seen-including Cole-had just bowed to her and kissed her hand and now another really hot guy was bowing to her! What a way to start the day. She thought wryly. Elladan had long, flowing ebony hair and stormy grey eyes. He was thin and catlike but obviously incredibly strong. Both of the elves before exuded an air of confidence, grace, and wisdom. "This is my sister, Arwen Unomiel, Evenstar of the elves, daughter of Lord Elrond of Imladris." Elladan said nodding his head in the direction of the most beautiful woman Phoebe had ever seen. She was pale, like moonlight, with a river of black hair falling down her back. Her face was flawless and unblemished, with kind blue-grey eyes and a naturally smiling mouth. That's the kind of girl who can turn any man's head and make every woman jealous. Phoebe thought.
"It is wonderful to meet you Lady..." She trailed off at the end of the sentence, waiting for Phoebe to tell them who she was.
"Phoebe." Phoebe replied. "My name is Phoebe, but you don't have to call me Lady Phoebe or anything like that. Just Phoebe is fine."
The two male elves looked at her, horrified. "It would be most improper for us to call you anything but My Lady or Lady Phoebe! Arwen may call you Phoebe, but it would destroy your honor if we were to call you by your name alone!" Elladan said.
"Right. Whatever you say buddy. The people unconscious over there are my sisters, Piper and Paige." Phoebe jerked her head to the sleeping charmed ones.
Elladan frowned. "Unconscious? What happened?" He walked over to Piper and Paige and pulled some leaves out of a pouch he wore at his belt.
"Well there was this monstrous storm-thing in our attic, I think it was what brought you here, and- wait just a minute! What are those things? What are you doing to my sisters?"
Elladan had crushed up the leaves and gently placed one in Paige's mouth. He looked up at Phoebe with a hurt look. "I am a healer Lady Phoebe. I am trying to help your sisters, not harm them. You have my word of honor."
"Sorry. I was just worried is all." She replied
"I understand." Elladan said. He placed a leaf in Piper's mouth. At this time Paige was tossing and turning, moaning and slowly but surely waking up. Piper began to do the same.
"What was that? Is it hurting them?" Phoebe asked, dashing to her sister's sides.
"No, it isn't hurting them." Elladan said quietly.
Paige's eyelids fluttered open. "if this is a dream, its definitely a good dream." She said upon awakening, looking at Elladan who was leaning over her. "Is this a dream?"
"No Paige it isn't a dream. I'm going to have to guess it's a spell gone more right than we had hoped. Meet Elladan." Phoebe said to her sister.
"Hi." Paige whispered.
"Mae govannen Lady Paige." (Well met Lady Paige) Elladan said, helping to her feet.
"What was that? It sounded beautiful." Paige asked. Elladan opened his mouth, but froze before he could say anything.
"Alright, enough with the lovey-dovey crap. Somebody help me up and fill me in, right now!" Paige sighed. Piper was up.
Phoebe extended her hand. Piper grabbed it and Phoebe pulled her up. "now if you had asked nicely that one might have helped you up." Phoebe said, jerking her head in Legolas' direction.
"Right. Who is 'that one' again?"
"Legolas Greenleaf. And the one Paige has a crush on is Elladan." Phoebe paused, waiting for Paige to say she wasn't in love with Elladan. None came. Paige was still staring at him, eyes slightly unfocused. She was obviously off in some fantasy world that would be described except it contains content not suitable for young readers. "Ok then. Like I said, that's Elladan, and the woman over there is Arwen. They are elves from middle earth here to help us. We have our three, and two have them are extremely hot. What's the problem?" Phoebe asked.
"The whole good looking thing might be a problem. Look at Paige! I doubt she would be able to concentrate in an orc/demon/evil thing attacked!" Piper protested.
"First of all, these guys come fully armed. See? On this one we have..." Phoebe walked behind Legolas. "A really big bow, lots of sharp pointy arrows, two knives and an extremely good looking behind. On this one..." Phoebe walked over to Elladan. She was about to tell Piper his weapons when Paige snapped out of her little daydream
"Back off, he's mine!" She snapped. Paige hugged the frozen Elladan. "Mine, mine, mine, mine, mine!"
"Ok then." Phoebe backed away slowly. "He's armed for sure and Arwen has a sword."
"I'm still not sure." Piper said slowly. "Why couldn't we have gotten dwarves or something? Gruff, tough, strong, sturdy, and hairy to boot."
"You're kidding right?" Phoebe asked. "Right?"
Piper's reply was cut off by a startled squeak from a now unfrozen Elladan. "Lady Paige, I must ask you to remove your arms from around my neck."
Arwen and phoebe giggled. Paige had not let go of Elladan from when Phoebe had come near him, and was refusing to let go now! "Let go. Right." Paige said, reluctantly removing her arms from around Elladan's neck and stepping back. Elladan was pink from his neck to the tips of his pointy ears. "He's so cute when he's flustered." She whispered in Phoebe's ear. Elladan went form pink to fire engine red and Arwen, Phoebe, and Legolas burst out laughing. Paige was now turning a delicate shade of pink, for she had forgotten about elves super-sensitive hearing.
Piper put her head in her hands. "This is going to be a long day." She sighed.