Title: New Journeys 10?

Author: David A. Knapton

E-mail: If you want but it's polite to let the author know you are doing so.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the crossover idea. The characters belong to the owners of BtVS and Lord of the Rings.

Spoiler: End of season five of Buffy and other than including Buffy and Dawn LotR follows the book not the films.

Rating: 12A/PG-13.

Pairing: Dawn-Amaurëa/Legolas Buffy-Elenwë/Haldir plus book pairings.

Summery: Lórien and a slayer dreams.

Notes: Part of this is from the book (And because it works better with Buffy and Dawn being present a little from the film!)

Thanks so much to Canada Bradshaw for stepping in and betaing this story.

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Feedback: If you wish.


The Company exited the Gates into the bright sunlight, more than one had tears in their eyes as they hurried down the last few steps and into Dimrill Dale. Dawn fell into Buffy's arms crying uncontrollably and Merry and Pippin were hugging, trying to console each other. The others looking on sadly.

"Farewell my friend, I feared for you if we entered the pit, alas I was right," said Aragorn solemnly. "We must not linger here, night will come early, we must be far from here ere these hills are swarming with orcs," he told the Company.

Dawn pulled away from Buffy wiping her eyes on her sleeve before smiling weakly at her, Buffy returned it, "Let's go," she said quietly to Dawn.

They had gone only a mile when they came upon a stone column broken at the top.

"Durin's Stone!" said Gimli, he turned to the others, "I remember him saying May you have joy of the sight! I would like to look upon Mirrormere in memory ere we go on."

"Yes. We will all look upon it in his memory," said Aragorn.

They all stood at the edge. At first they could see nothing. Then slowly they saw the forms of the encircling mountains mirrored in a profound blue, and the peaks were like plumes of white flame above them; beyond there was a space of sky. Although the sun still shone brightly, in the deep shone glittering stars.

"O Kheled-zâram fair and wonderful! There lies the crown of Durin till he wakes. Farewell!" said Gimli bowing his head for a moment before turning away.

They continued south coming to the spring of the Silverlode, the road they followed running alongside it.

"Where do you lead us, Aragorn," asked Boromir.

"I am leading you to the Golden Wood, as Gandalf had planned from the beginning," Aragorn said.

"Lothlórien," cried Legolas, "That is the fairest of all the dwellings of my people. There are no trees like the trees of that land."

"Yes," smiled Buffy. "It is many years since I walked under the eaves of Lothlórien. In the spring the leaves fall and the new green grows on the trees and the boughs are laden with yellow flowers," she smiled at Dawn, "I wish your first sight of Lórien were in the spring."

"That can't be helped," smiled Dawn, "Maybe you can show me it when we have finished with the Ring."

Buffy's eyes lit up, "Yes, I will show you that and many other beautiful sights."

"Well let us hasten!" said Legolas.

They had been travelling for some hours when they came on a place where the stream they followed was joined by another; at the junction was a level space they could rest. It was now about three hours after noon.

While Gimli and the two younger hobbits kindled a fire, and Buffy and Dawn filled their waterskins, Aragorn tended to the wound Sam had received in Moria, "Good luck, Sam!" he said. "Many have received worse than this in payment for the slaying of their first orc. The cut is not poisoned and should heal well when I have tended it."

As Buffy and Dawn carried their waterskins back, the Slayer looked at Frodo stood nearby watching the Ranger tend to his friend, "You should have Aragorn tend to your side Frodo, I saw you hit by an arrow at the Bridge. You were lucky that it must have been at the end of its flight."

"I am all right," said Frodo, reluctant to have his garments touched. "All I need is some food and a little rest."

"No!" said Aragorn shaking his head. "We must have a look. Although as Elenwë said it was probably at the end of its flight, if the head was poisoned it could kill you." Gently he stripped off Frodo's top and he and Buffy who sat watching laughed. "Look, my friends!" he said. "Here is a pretty hobbit-skin to wrap an elven-princeling in! If it were known that hobbits had such hides, all the hunters of Middle-Earth would seek the Shire."

"And all the arrows of all the hunters of the world would be in vain," laughed Gimli looking in wonder, "It is a mithril-coat."

"It was given me by Bilbo just before we left Rivendell," explained Frodo.

"It gladdens my heart," smiled Aragorn, "I will sleep sounder knowing you wear it."

When they had eaten, the Company got ready to go on. They put out the fire and hid all traces of their stay.

They had only gone a few miles when the sun sank behind the Misty Mountains, mist rose in the hollows. The hobbits now felt eased and greatly refreshed and were able to go on at a fair pace.

The night-wind blew chill up the valley to meet them. Before them a wide grey shadow loomed and they could hear the endless rustle of leaves.

"Lothlórien!" cried Legolas happily. "Lothlórien! We have come to the eaves of the Golden Wood."

Dawn found herself joining her sister and Legolas as they hurried their pace towards the beautiful trees; she smiled to herself, 'Must be an Elf thing!' As she reached the trees she felt the urge to touch them, her eyes went wide as she felt the life pulsating through the great trees. In the background, she could hear something, but it was like a muffled sound she could not quite understand. She turned to see Buffy and Legolas stood nearby watching her, "What is it?" she asked them.

"The trees all have voices, every living thing in nature does," said Buffy. "Elves are tied to Middle-Earth that is what makes us immortal, we will live as long as the world exists. With patients you will be able to hear and understand them." She suddenly laughed, "Come we still have far to go, you can talk to the trees another time."

Dawn giggled, "Funny Buffy... Sorry, Elenwë," she blushed; it had been almost a month since she had called her sister by her Earth name.

"That's alright Dawnie," Buffy said with a warm smile.

The three rejoined the rest as they made their way into the forest. Gimli was shaking his head and muttering about Elves, but all three Elves heard, "It's the ears, isn't it, they gave it away," said Dawn mischiefly. Gimli looked confused, "The ears give away the fact that we are Elves!" she giggled.

Gimli realised Dawn was making fun of him. "That and being taller than is proper," he said.

Dawn smirked and turned to her sister, "Just think if you had been the same height here as you were on Earth, Gimli here may have mistaken you for a Dwarf woman."

"Why!" asked Gimli, "Did she have a beard like all handsome women should!"

"Eww gross," said Buffy lapsing into English, making Dawn giggle more, the others looking at Buffy waiting for a translation. "Sorry it does not translate," she said.

"We should look for a place to rest for what is left of the night," said Aragorn.

Buffy looked around trying to get her bearings, she pointed off to the south-west, "When I was last here there was what I suppose could be called a village about half a mile that way."

"All the outer settlements were abandoned long years before I was born," said Aragorn, "But there may yet be a talan we can rest on among the branches of a tree," said the Ranger leading the way.

Buffy placed herself at the rear now in case of pursuit. The darkness was deepening and more than one of the Company stumbled. A little way from where they hoped to find a safe place to camp, Buffy felt sudden unfocused danger! She did not warn the others, suspecting what it was, she slipped away into the shadows before quickly climbing a tree and moving silently, shadowed her friends.

She could hear Gimli talking; "Stick close my young hobbits, they say a great sorceress lives in these woods..."

'Oh grandmother will be amused!' thought Buffy stifling a giggle.

"...An Elf Witch of terrible power. All who look upon her fall under her spell? And are never seen again."

'Well that's parts true... at least the power part,' smiled Buffy.

"Well here's one Dwarf she won't ensnare easily. I have the eyes of a hawk and the ears of a fox." Suddenly many drawn bows were aiming at the Company as someone Buffy had missed for all the years she had been in the West, strode forward, 'I wonder if it was my feelings for my Haldir that caused me to have feelings for Angel? They are so alike in character, both brooding and silent and oh so serious.'

"The Dwarf breathes so loud we could have shot him in the dark," said Haldir with some contempt.

'Oh he must have been practising since I've been away,' smiled Buffy as she moved above Haldir where he confronted the others. 'Now for the good part!' She dropped lightly behind the Elf placing a knife to his throat, "I would not have allowed that to happen beloved," she said lightly biting his ear.

Dawn looked amused but said nothing.

Buffy allowed Haldir to quickly knock her blade away from his throat and jump away to confront the unexpected attacker; she noticed that the two closest Elves, Haldir's two brothers, looking on in amusement. "And then grandfather would have had to find a new Marchwarden, not forgetting what grandmother would have to say on the matter," she said shaking her head in mock sadness.

Dawn could not help laughing along with Haldir's two brothers until he looked sternly at them. He turned back to Buffy, "What sorcery is this!" he asked angrily, "Elenwë was killed by orcs many years back, she now waits in the Houses of the Dead in Mandos."

"No beloved I do not," said Buffy. "Oromë came for me and saved mother and I from the orcs, he took me into the West for a task that had been ordained by Ilúvatar I would complete. Mother was commanded to reveal nothing to my family or friends."

"What task?" asked Haldir.

Buffy beckoned Dawn over, she placed her arm around her sister's waist, "Why to protect my sister here of course," she said barely keeping the smirk off her face.

"What madness is this," said Haldir still not convinced.

"It is true Haldir, Elrond and Gandalf themselves confirmed it," said Aragorn stepping up next to Buffy.

"If that is true," asked Haldir, "Why are they not still in their father's house, safe, and not with such strange company?"

Buffy looked a little sadly at the Marchwarden, "I have changed beloved, I was given gifts by the Valar to aid me in my task."

"What changes?" asked Haldir.

"We can talk of that later but we need rest, we have just had to fight our way through Moria," said Buffy.

"You have stirred up the orcs of Moria. This is ill news," said Haldir a little angrily before turning to his brothers, "Take everyone north, watch for any activity and report back to camp with any news, I will take these friends," he glanced at Gimli with a little sneer, "And await you there."

The other Elves blended into the surrounding gloom leaving Haldir alone with the Company. "Follow me and stay close, I do not wish to spend the rest of the night looking for lost friends," said the Marchwarden as he moved southwest.

It was maybe twenty minutes later, they came to a tree that was in the middle of a small clearing; Haldir gave a birdcall and a ladder was lowered. The Company climbed up and the ladder was pulled up behind them; Dawn looked around, there were three other Elves already on the quite large talan.

Dawn stayed near to Buffy as Aragorn talked to Haldir; "Your journey and that which you bare is known to some of us, Lord Elrond's scouts passed through Lórien on their way over the Redhorn. I would add my own best wishes in your journey," said the Elf.

"Thank you Haldir," nodded Aragorn.

"Tomorrow I will take you to Caras Galadhon, where, if it please them, Lord Celeborn and Lady Galadriel may give you counsel for your journey. But for now I would suggest you rest."

"Yes my friend," said the Ranger as he joined the rest of the Company setting out their bedrolls.

As Dawn unrolled her bedroll next to Buffy's she looked meaningfully at her sister, "Beloved!" she asked quietly in English.

Buffy glanced over to where Haldir was talking to the other Elves; "Yeah I was betrothed to him just before mother and I left Lothlórien to return to Rivendell, Haldir was supposed to join me the following year to formally ask father for my hand. After our marriage, we planned to settle here. Mother told me that he almost died of grief, which can happen to the Eldar, but grandmother spoke to him at length and grandfather appointed him Marchwarden and he threw himself into guarding the borders of this realm," Buffy replied, also in English not wishing to share her pain with the others.

"Do you think you'll get back together?" asked Dawn.

"I don't know!" replied Buffy starting to dig through her backpack for something for her and her sister to eat, "I would like too."

Less than half an hour later, all were asleep. Buffy lay on her side watching Dawn resting in the ways of Elves, her eyes remained open and she had a smile on her face. Buffy also smiled as she heard, and felt, Him approach. She turned slightly to smile up at him; "Can we speak Elenwë!" Haldir asked quietly so as not to disturb the others.

Buffy nodded and rose, excepting his hand they walked to the other side of the talan, "So you believe I am who I say I am?" she said with a mischief smile.

"I can deny what mine eyes tell me but not my heart, my love," Haldir said love coming to his eyes.

"Do you still wish to pledge our troth?" asked Buffy a little worry coming to her face.

Haldir took both Buffy's hands in his, "Since you were last here I have thought of nothing else, if you will still have my heart," he said with a smile. "But tell me what happened to you my love!"

"Ahh, who makes a cute couple now," said Dawn speaking in English.

Buffy and Haldir turned to her, "What language do you both speak! That is the second time I have heard it from you," said Haldir.

"Come let us sit and we will tell you what we can in the time allowed," said Buffy sitting on the edge of the talan and motioning for Dawn and Haldir to join her.

The three woke the others just before dawn, after a hasty breakfast they descended the ladder and prepared to continue; "We must go quickly from here, a large hunting party of orcs attempted to pass our border last night. Most were killed but the remnant is still being run down," said Haldir.

Haldir lead the Company and several other Elves onwards along the path they had followed the day before, the Marchwarden walked in silence with Buffy and Dawn beside him, Buffy feeling the forgotten comfort of being in his presents and Dawn looking with wonder at the trees as she listened to the many birds.

Several miles on Haldir turned from the path into the trees, stopping at the riverbank. He gave a low bird whistle and another Elf emerged from some thickets on the other side, Haldir cast a coil of rope across and the other Elf caught it and tied off the other end to a tree as Haldir did the same.

"Celebrant is already a strong stream here, as you see," said Haldir. "In these days of watchfulness we do not make bridges. This is how we cross!" with that he jumped onto the rope and ran lightly along it then back again.

"Beloved stop playing with my friends," scolded Buffy. "You know as well as I, that our Kindred can do such things but others cannot!"

"Yes I know," said Haldir a little mischief in his eyes. "We have two more ropes. We will fasten them above the other, one at shoulder high to a Hobbit and the other Man high."

When the Company had crossed, one of the Elves across the river untied the ropes, keeping one and allowing the others to be pulled back to the Company's side.

When the Company were gathered on the other bank, Haldir turned to them. "From this point on no strangers are allowed to spy out the secrets of the Golden Wood. Few indeed are permitted even to set foot here. I shall here blindfold the eyes of Gimli the Dwarf. The others may walk free for a while, until we come nearer to our dwellings."

"I will not walk blindfold, like a beggar or a prisoner. And I am no spy. My folk have never had dealings with any of the servants of the Enemy. Neither have we done harm to the Elves. I am no more likely to betray you than Legolas, or any other of my companions," said Gimli a little anger coming to his voices.

"I do not doubt you," said Haldir. "Yet this is our law. I have done much in letting you set foot over Celebrant."

Gimli planted his feet firmly apart and laid his hand upon his axe, "I will go forward free, or I will go back and seek my own land, where I am known to be true of word."

"You cannot go back," said Haldir sternly. "Now you have come thus far, you must be brought before the Lord and the Lady. They shall judge you, to hold you or give you leave, as they will."

Buffy stepped next to Gimli pulling Dawn with her, "Then please go and get grandfather and grandmother, Amaurëa and I will await here with Gimli," she said pulling her sister down onto a protruding root.

Gimli smiled at the Marchwarden's face as it took on a purple hue and he began making strangling noises in his throat, Gimli sat down next to the two Elf-maidens.

Buffy turned to Dawn ignoring Haldir, "Grandfather and grandmother will adore you... Of course they may be a little angry at the inconvenience of having to come out here!"

Dawn's eyes twinkled with mischief, "But they won't be angry with us, will they?"

"Of course not," said Buffy solemnly.

"You cannot remain here, you must all present yourselves to the Lord and Lady," growled Haldir.

Buffy turned to look at him, "You would try and lay hands on our person!" she asked her eyes narrowing.

They all watched as various emotions crossed Haldir's face, frustration, anger, confusion, finally settling on hopelessness, "Have it your own way My Lady," he said before turning to the others, "Follow me," and without another word he turned and stomped down the path.

Dawn looked worriedly at Buffy, "I think you hurt him, undermining him in front of everyone," she said in English.

Buffy looked sadly after the quickly vanishing Elf, she stood up, "I think you are right!" she said, "Stay in sight but don't let the others get to close until I have talked to him." She ran after the Marchwarden.

Buffy quickly caught Haldir and fell into step with him, looking at his angry face, "I am sorry beloved. I did not mean to embarrass you in front of everyone!"

"Then what did you intend?" he snapped back, "You knew you were putting me in an impossible situation."

Buffy lowered her head she said, "I know, and for that I am deeply sorry. I just wanted you to stop treating Gimli like he was something horrible you had stepped in. He is a good person and as long as there is so much mistrust between the Free Peoples, there will always be another evil however many dark lords we defeat. Without trust, there is no hope."

Haldir was silent for sometime, "You give me much to ponder Elenwë," he finally said.

"So will you try and be nicer to my friends?"

"I will try," sighed the Marchwarden.

"That is all I ask. And who knows you may even grow to like Gimli."

"Elenwë, now you go to far!" said Haldir looking at Buffy with a smile on his face.

"We'll see," she smiled hugging him before taking his legs from under him. "Race you to Cerin Amroth," she called back to him as she ran towards the small hill crowned with trees.

Haldir laughed as he jumped up and ran after Buffy, "You cheat my love," he called out.

"I think they've made up," said Dawn as she walked next to Legolas.

"What have they made up? Amaurëa," asked Legolas confused once more at Dawn's strange use of language.

Dawn laughed lightly, she still found it hard to always speak the way everyone, except the Hobbits, spoke in Middle-Earth; "Ah they seem to have forgiven each other, does that make it clearer?" she asked.

"I see," nodded the Elf Prince as they came within sight of Cerin Amroth.

The Company mounted the hill to join the Marchwarden and the Slayer, "Everything okay Elenwë?" asked Dawn sitting down next to her sister who looked out over the vast wood.

Buffy turned to Dawn, "Yes, sitting on Cerin Amroth always makes me feel better. This is the place Haldir and I pledged our troth. It is also the centre of the ancient realm, for Amroth himself had his high house here in happier times."

Haldir glanced at Buffy before rising and facing the others, he bowed to Gimli, "I ask your pardon for the things I said, and implied, back at the river," he smiled then, "Come master Dwarf look upon Lothlórien from Cerin Amroth, the first Dwarf to do so since Durin's Day!"

Gimli returned the Elf's bow, "I am honoured my lord," he said.

Buffy laughed with joy as she stood and pulled Dawn up, "Come look upon the heart of Elvendom East of the Sea." She turned her sister to look to the south, "Caras Galadhon, the city of the Galadhrim."

Dawn looked with awe on her face. Still some distance away was a hill of many mighty trees, looking like a city of green towers. Out of it, it seemed to her that the power and light came that held all the land in sway.

"There dwells grandmother; it is her power you can feel. She holds back the outside world, for a little time, Lórien is like the world was in the Elder Days," said Buffy solemnly.

"Come," said Haldir after a moment, "It will be dusk before we reach the city." He lead the Company off the hill and back into the Wood.

As Haldir had predicted, it was getting on for dusk by the time they reached the city of the Galadhrim. They came out into an open area running in a great circle around a hill thronged with mallorn trees taller than any they had yet seen. "Welcome to Caras Galadhon!" said the Marchwarden, "Here is the city of the Galadhrim where dwell the Lord Celeborn and Galadriel the Lady of Lórien."

After climbing many stairs and walking along many paths arched over by the trees, they came to the high places and saw before them amid a wide lawn a fountain shimmering by the light of silver lamps that swung from the boughs of trees. Upon the south side of the lawn, there stood the mightiest of all the trees.

Buffy turned to the others, "Here dwell my grandparents Celeborn and Galadriel. We must ascend and speak with them," she announced pulling Dawn eagerly towards the ladder.

At length they came upon a wide talan, Dawn's eyes widened at the sight of a large house at the other end. They all entered behind Haldir, Dawn smirked as she felt Buffy holding her back until they were at the rear of the Company, 'Buffy's playing again,' she thought.

The chamber they entered was filled with a soft light; its walls were green and silver and its roof of gold. Many Elves were seated there. On two chairs beneath the bole of the tree and canopied by living bough there sat, side by side, Celeborn and Galadriel. They stood up to greet their guests, after the manner of Elves, even those who were accounted mighty kings.

"Nine only were to set out yet here before me are ten! And Mithrandir was to be of your number, yet I know he did not pass our border. Where is he for I wish to speak with him," said Galadriel.

Sadness crossed all their face but before Aragorn could tell Galadriel, Buffy stepped forward pulling Dawn with her, "Things change grandmother," she said.

Murmurs went around the area as both Celeborn and Galadriel came forward, "Elenwë!" she said in shock, "How is this possible?"

Buffy smiled in joy of seeing her grandparents, "It is a long story. Oromë rescued mother and I and took me for a task and forbad mother from telling anyone."

Galadriel gathered Buffy into her arms and Celeborn joined her, Dawn felt a little out of place as the three renewed their relationship. Galadriel sensing the stranger looking at them uncomfortable, she smiled gently at her as she pulled out of the embrace, "And who is this Elenwë," she asked.

Buffy smiled on the verge of a smirk, "This is Amaurëa... mother's youngest daughter and your grandchild."

Dawn rolled her eyes as Buffy began to giggle, "She has loved doing that to everyone a little too much, but it is true... in a way anyway. I was created from Elenwë, who was sent to protect me from a great evil, when she returned here I was sent with her," explained Dawn a little blush on her face.

Galadriel gave Dawn an understanding smile before drawing her into a hug, "Welcome Amaurëa, long have I awaited to greet you," she said getting strange looks from her husband and other granddaughter.

"What mean you Galadriel?" asked Celeborn.

Galadriel smiled at them, "I too was sent here by the Valar, although Manwë and not Oromë was instrumental in it, of all the Noldor I alone came by their command. Flesh of your flesh, yet born not. Returned with the Lost, in hope dwells. Thus spoke Manwë so long ago," said Galadriel.

"So you suspected that I had not died?" said Buffy.

"Not really child," smiled Galadriel sadly, "I thought something was wrong with the story your father told your family, it made me suspect for a while but in the end my own grief at your lose made me conclude I was just hoping beyond all hope," explained Galadriel.

"Why did you not tell me my love," asked Celeborn.

Galadriel smiled at her husband, "As with Celebrían so it was with me, I was forbidden from telling anyone my love."

Celeborn nodded as he turned to his new granddaughter, taking a step towards her he drew Dawn into his arms, "Welcome Amaurëa, my child's child." He turned to the others, "Welcome all."

"What has happened to Mithrandir child," Galadriel asked looking at Buffy.

Tears came to Buffy's eyes, "He fell... He fell into the abyss off the Bridge of Khazad-Dûm," she said quietly.

At these words, all the other Elves in the hall cried aloud in grief and amazement, "These are evil tidings. Tell us now the full tale!" asked Celeborn gravely.

So Buffy, with Aragorn's help, told of their attempt of the Redhorn Gate and the near disaster before recounting the trip through Moria.

"It was a Balrog of Morgoth," answered Legolas, "Of all elf-banes the most deadly, save the One who sits in the Dark Tower."

"Indeed, I saw upon that bridge that which haunts our darkest dreams, I saw Durin's Bane," added Gimli with dread in his eyes.

"Alas!" said Celeborn. "We long have feared that under Caradhras a terror slept. This is a grievous setback, but let us put our feelings aside for now, there will be time for us all to grieve later. A room has been prepared for you all but as my granddaughters are of your company rooms will be made ready for them with my lady and I. Rest now and we will speak more tomorrow," he said.

They all bowed and were lead to the room they would share, while Buffy and Dawn waited with their grandparents, "Come children," said Galadriel retaking her seat, "Let us talk while your rooms are prepared."

Buffy wiped her eyes as she glanced at Dawn who was doing the same, she nodded, "Of course grandmother," she said walking over and seating herself in the chair that had been hastily placed next to Galadriel as Dawn did the same next to Celeborn.

It must have been just before dawn because the sky had begun to pale when a quite urgent knocking came from the door. Opening it Dawn was confronted by a maid, who did a quick curtsy, "Lady Amaurëa, your grandmother Lady Galadriel requests your presents in Lady Elenwë's room."

Dawn exited her room, moving quickly towards Buffy's room, "What is wrong? Is she sick?"

The maid hurried after the distraught teenager, "Your grandmother went to say goodnight to Lady Elenwë before coming to you, but when she arrived she was unable to rouse Lady Elenwë. She is speaking a language we do not understand!" she finished explaining just as they reached Buffy's room.

Dawn rushed in to see Buffy lying on the bed with Celeborn and Galadriel stood looking down with anxious looks on their faces.

Before Dawn could ask anything Buffy said sadly, "Giles is leaving them!"

Dawn frowned as she joined her grandparents, "Do you know what is happening child?" asked Galadriel.

"No I don't!" said Dawn.

Buffy began to laugh uncontrollably.

"Has anything like this happened before?" asked Celeborn.

"Not that I am aware of grandfather. Has nothing like this happened before to any other Elves?"

"No Amaurëa," answered Celeborn.

"What about while you were living in this other place?" asked Galadriel.

"No, there we all slept like mortals do here! Only Elenwë had special dreams as the slayer... Maybe because she is immortal here and Elves sleep differently here, the dreams are different here."

"Only three weeks? It's been three months," said Buffy as she smacked her forehead, "Oh different dimensions," she finished.

"What is she saying Amaurëa?" asked Galadriel.

"She is saying that only three weeks have passed not three months... I think she is dreaming about Sunnydale!"

"What about you?" said Buffy curiously then, "Oh way to go Xand."

"Now she is talking about our friend Xander," explained Dawn before either of her grandparents could ask.

Buffy remained quiet for several minutes while the three Elves waited anxiously. "Well at least Willow has her patrolling, so at least she's good for something," muttered Buffy, followed seconds later with, "Wow not a bad one," she smiled before finishing with a frown, "Oh this is so not good."

"Now she is speaking about patrolling and something being bad!" Dawn informed them.

"What can this mean?" mused Celeborn.

"I am not sure grandfather! But whenever Elenwë had a slayer dream back in Sunnydale it was to warn about something bad happening," explained Dawn with concern in her eyes.

They continued to watch with worry in all their eyes.

"Damn, so not good," said Buffy shaking her head from side to side.

"NO!" cried Buffy. "We're not in Hell we're home," she cried in frustration.

Dawn exchanged confused looks with her grandparents after explaining what Buffy had said.

Then suddenly Buffy cried out, "Xander," and sat up on the bed looking around wildly, tears starting to run down her cheeks.

Dawn sat down and although it felt strange that, it was her consoling Buffy and not the other way around. She drew Buffy into her arms, "Elenwë... Buffy what's wrong?"

Galadriel joined Dawn on the bed pulling both her granddaughters into her arms, "Come little one tell me what is wrong?"

"I had a slayer dream... But it wasn't like back in Sunnydale... I couldn't wake up. I-I saw m-my fr-friends d-die," she weld.

"W-who?" asked Dawn nervously.

"X-Xander a-and Ta-ra," said Buffy. "Willow is going to try and g-get us back. And everything goes wrong."