Oh! I got reviews!! I'm so happy! hugs

Thrior: I'm glad you do appreciate it. I thought it was about time for something different. These kinds of stories have the same thing happen over and over. I hope I don't do the same thing. And no.. no Legomance. I mean, Lilka's 15, Leggy is like... 3000. I don't think therewill beanything between them except friendship. I am trying to decide though, if there should be any romance at all in this fanfic.. Hm.. I dunno... Thanks for you review! :)

Lady of the Dual Swords: Thanks for your review! lol, Ya.. I know SO many guys who could be so kewl, but they choose to act like idiots. Very annoying. :D

Piratica:And YOU, why won't you update YOUR falling into ME story!! lol,jk, I guess I shouldn't be scolding you when my other two stories are like.. dead.. I haven'tupdated them in the longest time. ;) I'm glad you like it! :D Oh, and thanks for reviewing my other two stories too.. You rock!

My-fool-of-a-took: Thanks for coming back and reviewing! Gosh, it would be TORTURE not to speak to Pip! All the hobbits, for that matter. I'm jealous of Lilka, too. Maybe, if we try walking around school walls, too, we could end of like her and fall into ME! Sounds like a plan!

Nevaer Lalaith: Thank you too, for coming back and reviewing! I'm glad you liked how they tried to communicate. It sorta helped when I went w/ my family to Mexico and everyone could only speak a little English. You gotta use hand signals sometimes. ;) Thanks for telling me about my grammer, too. Let's just say I'm not the best at it. I went over this chappie about 50 times, so hopefully my beta-reader and I got rid of all the errors. ;) Oh, btw, what does 'Galu a teithad vain' mean??

Oh, last time I forgot to thank my wonderful Beta-Reader, Amy aka Paper Crane. You've been great so far! Thankies!

Oh, I also forgot a disclaimer, eh-hem: I do not own Lord of the Rings, even though I REALLY want to.. sigh Oh well...

On to the second chappie!


Chapter 2

Lilka's POV:

When Strider and the others "introduced" themselves to me, I was glad that at least they were trying to communicate.

I am surprised to learn that I've broken my arm. When I first came to I didn't notice it. It hurts horribly, with a dull, aching throb, and a sharp pain runs up and down my arm each time I try to move it.

Sam starts fixing something to eat, and I sit down, looking at my rescuers.

They all keep looking at me curiously, like they have never seen someone like me before.

I suppose I do look strange, to them. I mean, I am wearing faded jeans and a red hoodie and a little bit of eye shadow. Light brown highlights add to my dark blond hair, too. I have braces, and my nails are painted black. The normal look to me, but to them… I guess not.

They are wearing strange things, too. It's almost medieval.

Very weird.

Frodo hands me my backpack, and I nod my thanks. It was on my back when I fell. I'm glad it's with me, it has some things I need.

Frodo scoots closer to me as I grab my backpack lock and punch in the code. As I unzipped my backpack, Frodo's eyes widen.

"What?" I ask him, even though I know he can't understand me.

He must have heard the question in my voice, because he points to the lock. I just smile and let him see the lock. Let me tell you, he is very fascinated by it.

I rummage through my backpack. I have nothing that would help me figure out where I am.

Am I really in a different world?


Striders' POV:

After Samwise had finished cooking the dinner, we all sat and ate.

I am still amazed with the girl called Lilka. She tries to communicate with us, but we cannot understand her, nor can she understand us. She still mutters things in her own language sometimes.

She has already taken a liking to the hobbits. They still stare at her, but she does not mind, for she stares at them also. They even made a game out of it. Whoever looks away first loses. Pippin finally got her to laugh when she was beaten by him.

Lilka finally has gotten tired, so I give her an extra blanket and she looks at me questioningly. I motion the word "sleep" best I can. She nods, looking a bit confused. But she lies down; using her good arm as a pillow, and promptly falls asleep.

"What do we do with her?" Pippin pipes up. We've waited to discuss Lilka after she had fallen asleep.

I laugh quietly. "You do like to get to the point quickly, don't you, Pippin?"

Pippin shrugs, but grins back at me. "Well?" he insists.

"I don't know. She is certainly strange." I glance at the sleeping figure tossing restlessly.

"Will we leave her here, sir?" Sam asks.

"We couldn't, Sam! There is nothing but wilderness out here! And even if she does find a town or city, she couldn't communicate with anyone!" Merry exclaims.

"What if she's faking it?" Pippin says.

As I listen to the hobbits' suggestions, I notice Frodo is strangely quiet.

"What do you think, Frodo?" I ask him.

"Huh?" Frodo blinks. "Oh, I'm sorry Strider. I was lost in my own thoughts. You were talking about Lilka, right?

I nod.

"Well, maybe we could take her to Rivendell with us." Frodo suggests.

"We already said that, Mr. Frodo," Sam sighs. "We didn't think it would be workin' either. We're slow enough as it is. Think about lugging another person around!"

"But where else would she go?"

"That is still a mystery to us, Frodo." I sigh in dismay. "I'm afraid the only option is to take her with us."

We all agree, and one by one, the hobbits fall asleep.


Lilka's POV

I can't go back to sleep. The ground is cold and hard; I have no pillow and only one thin blanket.

I went to sleep right away, but I woke up, and am now only tossing and turning, waiting for sleep to come again. Whenever I try to move my arm, it starts to hurt very badly. My contacts are also bothering me. I have no container to put them in, and I didn't bring my glasses with me. I have never slept in contacts before, but it is very uncomfortable. I can't take them out, either, because I'm totally blind without them.
Another thing that is bothering me is Strider, he is just sitting by he fire watching me, watching everyone. Why won't he just go to sleep? It's driving me crazy!

I also keep thinking of Caden, where has he gone? Is he in this strange place like me? What about my parents? Have they called the police to find us? Am I still on planet earth?

All these questions are attacking me over and over again. And so here I am, trying hard not to think about them and fall back asleep again.


I wake up to one of the hobbits, (I think it is Pippin,) shaking me awake. So I had finally gone to sleep! I then groan. I thought this might have been only a dream!

But it isn't a dream; it is a nightmare. I try to talk with them again, but they still can't understand me.

What can I do? I can see these people Iam with are traveling somewhere; it is obvious there are no cars or paved roads. The only mode of transportation is one small pony that carries all the baggage. Who knows how long it will be until they get there! They might even abandon me! What am I supposed to do??

I slowly sit up and look around me. Everyone is up. Pippin has gone to help Sam fix breakfast. I decide to rummage through my backpack. Maybe I can find something that will help me… Maybe I missed something last night in the fading light.

Discman, my store of cds, an extra jacket, a hair brush, eyeliner, a whole pile of homework, (which I left behind. Why will I need it now?), blank notebook, pens, pencils, my sketch book, and last, the whole trilogy of LOTR. I roll my eyes and smile as I think of Becca's obsession. How I wish I can see her again! The trilogy is all crammed into one huge book. For all obsessive LOTR readers, of course.

I finally get very bored; waiting for breakfast, so I open it and flip through the beginning of the book. The chapters are so long!!

At the beginning of the book, on the first chapter, I suddenly spot a familiar name: Frodo.

Frodo?! I glance at the small black-haired midget. His name is Frodo. Some strange coincidence, maybe? I go to the third chapter, searching for more familiar names. Pippin! Sam! I glance at the book, then at the two making breakfast. No. This can't be. A chapter later I see Merry's name, then finally Striders'.

I can't be in the Lord of the Rings… Can I?