Disclaimer: We don't own any of Tolkien's Works. sobs
If we did there would be a lot more Elves, Hobbits and every chapter would have Tom Bombadil in it.

A/N. Yes.. this is a veeery short chapter, but the others will be longer! Please bear with us, the story does get more exciting later on!

As the Dwarves passed Alexandra was still getting over the shock. "Umm Carey, do you think we're in, you know, Middle-Earth?"

"I...I guess so." stammered Carey. The site of the dwarves had sort of paralysed them both. It was weird to suddenly see things that they had read and dreamed about, but never expected to actually see.

"I wonder, do you think we might meet the fellowship?" Alexandra asked. There was an excited light in her blue eyes.

"I don't know." Carey answered truthfully. Alexandra was asking questions Carey didn't think she'd ever be able to answer. Right now all she wanted to do was sit still and be safe. This was all really strange; perhaps she was dreaming..."Ouch!" She exclaimed as she realized she had pinched herself. She was definitely awake.

"Wait a minute!" Carey started to voice her worries, "If we were in Middle Earth, I mean, if we are in Middle Earth, there might be orcs around! If you haven't noticed we don't have any protection."

"Hey, look Carey!" Alexandra pointed two swords randomly placed in the middle of the path by which the Dwarves had just passed.

"I don't really want them." Carey said earnestly. "If this is Middle Earth, then it follows Tolkien. Why would their be swords just lying around? Its too suspicious, lets leave them."

"I don't know, and I don't care! I'd rather travel through Middle Earth with a sword than without." Alexandra got up and walked toward the sword.

"I really don't-" Carey didn't finish her sentence. The sudden sight of Alexandra flying up into the air, screaming, confirmed her fears.

" CAREY! HELP ME!" Alexandra yelled she hung upside down by her ankle.

At that moment two dwarves came crashing through the woods. They were both slightly taller than Carey, and of a heavy build. One had a long white beard, the other had a shorter beard with more of a reddish colour. Carey stood her ground, frozen with fear.

"I told you I saw someone spying on us." Said one of the Dwarves as he ran towards the girls. "And to think you didn't want to set a trap."

He stopped as he reached them and smiled with malevolence. "Look what we've got here, two little elflings."

"I'm not a-" Carey started, but was silenced by a large axe at her neck.