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Chapter 15
A Place To Call Home
I really didn't want to open my eyes. I had been sitting here for sometime staring at the back of my eyelids. Everything was so messed up in my life. I was lost... I didn't even know who I was anymore. My life now no longer held any meaning. No one would give me answers even know they knew exactly who I was. Then I heard the door click shut and I knew someone had entered the room. I slowly pried open my heavy lids. At first my vision was blurry and I couldn't make out who it was exactly. But as it cleared I was startled at who I saw. It was the last person that I had expected to see. For before me stood, the very Lady of the wood herself, Galadriel. Her dress was made of the whitest silk, and her hair shone even with only one candle burning within the room. Here eyes were a piercing blue and I couldn't seem to look away from them. Softly I felt something touch my mind, causing me to close my eyes once more, though I was still conscious.
" I am glad to see you awake, you have been wondering the shores of Valinor for sometime young one." Galadriel said softly, while taking a seat beside my bed in the empty chair, I hadn't noticed there. I was slightly started by the fact she had known where I had been. But then it occurred to me that her mirror must have shown her. I heard muffled laughter in my mind. " Yes, child that is how I knew." she replied kindly. I too smiled.
"How long have I been out?" I questioned now knowing she could hear my thoughts.
"You have been away for almost 2 weeks, we thought the worst. Your friends have begun to despair and have lost hope in your return." She said forlornly. I sighed
"I am so sorry, I joined this fellowship to help them, not become a burden. Now I realize how truly weak I am." I said sadly. Then as softly as she had come she receded from the depths of my mind.
I felt her hand gently lift my chin and I opened my eyes to look upon her face. Her
eyes shone with unshed tears.
"You are far from weak, my dear child. I have seen everything, from the loss of your parents to the pain of your injuries. If you had not been strong you wouldn't have lived, and you wouldn't have become the wonderful person you are today." Galadriel said sadly as a tear fell from her eye, followed by one of my own. I didn't know why but she knew exactly what to say. I felt so comfortable near her that I reached over and hugged her and with not even a thought she wrapped her arms around me as well. We stayed like that for sometime until again the door opened startling both of us. We both looked in upon the intruder and a smile came to my face. It was the hobbits. With a cry of joy, they bound toward me and on to the foot of my bed, their little round faces alight with joy and laughing merrily.
" Long time no see." I said as Galadriel helped me sit up against the headboard, pain shot through my side at the simple movement and I winced involuntarily. The hobbits smiles were replaced by looks of concern.
" I'm fine." I said before they could make their remark. I smiled weakly at them and reach up toward my head, my hair was frizzed in the obvious bed head style and there was no doubt in my mind that my skin was pale and that I had dark rings beneath my eyes. I probably looked like the living dead it self.
" So how do I look?" I asked my voice sounding completely serious even to my own ears. I laughed at the look the hobbits gave me. " What?" I asked this time sounding worried.
" Its my hair isn't it." I started laughing as the hobbits looked at each other and started laughing themselves.
" I knew it, its always..." I froze as I noticed a new figure frozen in my doorway. I took my time to examine him as if he were new to me. His pale face showed his obvious shock ,and then something else but I couldn't place it, It was a look I'd gotten from him only once before where his eyes sparkled way deep down in there stormy blue depths and his lips curled ever so slightly to the point that you could barely tell unless you where really looking at him, but even this look was different, this was more than that. Then I met his eyes and I couldn't help but smile and blush lightly. He didn't waste a second more as he rushed to my bed side and gathered me gently to him, holding my like the most delicate flower that he would crush if he wasn't careful, He murmured something into my hair, and stroked my back. His cheek was pressed ever so lightly to mine, the simple contact sending a shiver down my spine. I leaned closer and baried my face in to the crook of his neck and inhaled deeply, his sent invading my senses. His hands left my back and came up to my face pulling from him to look me in the eye. I was in shock when I noticed his where filled with tears, and was so deeply touched by the feeling when one slipped past his lashes. I reached up and wiped it away with my thumb. My own tears coming down in waves at the sight of him. The pads of his thumbs ran over my cheeks and my jaw.
"I'd hoped...and prayed...I didn't think...I'd almost given up...I thought I'd lost you...I lo." I shushed him, pressing my fingers against his lips.
" I'm fine Legolas, I am here and I'm not going anywhere any time soon." I whispered softly, looking into his eyes. Then his eyes seemed to glaze over and he drifted into somewhere unknown. I looked at Galadriel and saw she was in the same state. They must be communicating I thought waiting for Legolas to come back from his mind. His eyes again focused and he looked down upon me with a smile. His arms gently slid away from me and he gingerly kissed my forehead.
"I am glad you are back with us, Gwen. We all missed you greatly." he said but there was something in his voice that told me he had more to say. He placed a piece of hair behind my ears, and then he gasped in surprise. He stood abruptly from the bed with his eyes wide in shock. I soon became alarmed and reached for my ears, and what I felt when I did surprised me as well. My ears now had a sharp point, that only elves have. I looked quickly at Galadriel and she just smiled.
"Welcome home, Gwen." Galadriel said and oddly enough it sounded strangely right to me.
" Home? I don't underst..." I didn't finish, I did understand I just refused to believe it. " That's not possible...I cant be your...your not my." I couldn't even finish. I didn't know what to say or what to do. I looked up at Legolas searching for some sort of answer but he was just as speechless as I was. I looked at Galadriel to see her smiling softly.
" It is possible, your are, and I am." She said answering all my questions in a row. " Your home now, right where you belong," She took my hands " my daughter."
HAHA... I KNOW IT IS SHORT BUT...WELL...I HAD TO PUT SOME KIND OF CLIFF HANGER AT THE END. PLUS I DIDN'T REALLY KNOW WHAT TO DO AFTER. AM STRUGGLING WITH THIS STORY. I WILL CONTINUE IT, BUT IT MAY GO KINDA SLOW. PLEASE KEEP READING IT THOUGH!
