Through A Nightingale's Eyes
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-Jack-Sparrow-Lover
RATED "R" FOR LANGUAGE AND POSSIBLY OTHER STUFF
thoughts of a character
Italics Dreams
Author's Note: I know...I haven't updated in like forever. I'm so sorry! I hope you all can forgive me for that. A big thank you to all my faithful reviewers. I will thank you all individually at the next update. Hehee. Now, I hope you all enjoy Chapter 11...
Chapter 11: Realizations
Legolas walked down to Kayla's room, keeping as quiet as he possibly could. No doubt she was sleeping by now...or at least relaxing. His ears suddenly picked up Aragorn's voice and it was coming from Kayla's bedroom. "Lady Sparrow, it's not your fault and you know that. You have nothing to be ashamed of."
"Aragorn, he was my father...and I never gave him a real chance. Can't you understand that?"
"Well..."
"Just forget it," she said, tears pricking her eyes, "And get out of my room! I need to be alone. Why can't you understand that either?"
"Kayla..."
"Get the hell out of here!" Legolas suddenly saw Aragorn walk out of Kayla's room with wide eyes. Obviously something had happened and it wasn't good. The elf walked up to his friend and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"What happened?"
"She's a little upset, Legolas. I tried to help her, but that didn't work out so well."
"You want me to try?"
"Just watch your back, melonin (My friend)...she has a strong tongue when it comes to speaking terms." Legolas smiled slightly and nodded as he walked toward Kayla's room, making sure his pace was slow and silent. As he reached the door and touched the knob, the door opened toward him and smacked him clear in the face. Legolas fell backwards and landed on the ground, rubbing his head and groaning at the slight pain. He wasn't expecting that kind of a greeting.
"Legolas, are you okay?" Kayla asked desperately as she knelt down beside him and lifted his head off the ground.
"I'm fine...fine," he replied drowsily as he lay back on the hardwood floor.
"I...I didn't mean to-"
"It's fine," he interrupted as he stood up and lifted a hand to his head, "I was just coming to see...you..." The elf trailed off as he looked Kayla over. She was wearing a thin red nightgown that only reached the tops of her knees, leaving much of her skin exposed. /Elbereth, she's gorgeous. /
"Are you sure everything's okay?" Kayla asked, breaking Legolas' thoughts.
"I think so..."
"Why don't you come in and lay down? Your head must hurt." Legolas almost fainted. He didn't like the idea of entering this young woman's room, considering he knew what he might do if pushed too far. Before the war, he had shared a special gift with many elves...but this was entirely different. This was a different situation with a different girl. He watched as Kayla slowly walked inside her room, leaving the door open. His eyes drifted over her body as she sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at him. "You coming in?" she asked. The elf nodded and entered, but left the door open as well to avoid letting himself lose control. He wasn't about to make love to his hostess with the room open for people to look in on.
Kayla watched as Legolas entered her room and noticed that he was scared. Even though he could mask his emotions well, she could see through them and read his mind somehow. She could sense how nervous he was and knew it was because of her clothing and the situation. The elf stayed near the door, crossing his arms slowly and looking at her. "You know, I'm not going to bite you, Leggy. You can sit with me."
"I don't think it's appropriate for us to-"
"We're not going to have sex, Legolas. Come on...sit with me." He hesitated and then finally let himself relax as he stepped up next to Kayla's bed and sat down beside his friend. He felt the bed shift underneath him as was shocked by how cloud-like it felt beneath him. /I wonder what it would be like with her beneath me. / Legolas mentally slapped himself for thinking such a thing, but he couldn't help it. Here was this beautiful woman, asking him into her room, and requesting he sit on her bed! She said she didn't mean it in a sexual way, but it still felt wrong. "Now, what did you want to talk to me about?" Kayla asked.
"Well, I was worried about you and I didn't know what else I could do..."
"Kiki was here wasn't she?" Legolas nodded. "I should have known. She told you to speak with me and that's what you plan on doing. Well, guess what...I'm not gonna take this shit! You act like you care, but you don't!" Legolas could see the tears forming in her eyes as she spoke. "All you care about is yourself!"
"Would I be here if I didn't care, Kayla?"
"Sure you would...just so you could watch me break down and cry. Then you'd have something to laugh about."
"Why would I laugh?" he asked.
"Don't give me this 'I'm so innocent act' when I know you're not. You're nothing but a lying, sneaky, son-of-a-" She was cut off when she felt Elven-soft lips consuming her own, tempting her gently to kiss back. However, before she even had the chance, Legolas pulled away and looked at her. "Why did you do that?" Kayla asked.
"You wouldn't calm down. I figured a kiss might help."
"Honestly, Legolas...why do you care what I feel? It shouldn't be your concern."
"But it is." Kayla stood up slowly and walked over to her vanity. As she stared at her reflection, she could see how miserable she had become within twenty-four hours. This wasn't her...or what she wanted to be. This was the side of her that she had dreaded. "Kayla?" She turned around quickly and jumped on top of Legolas, pinning him to the bed and looking down into his crystal clear blue eyes. "What are you doing?" he asked.
"I need this," she said softly as she kissed him hungrily and ran her fingers up to his ears. Legolas let this feeling overcome him and groaned at the touch of her hands. His ears were sensitive since they were Elven, but Kayla had done something more that made it worthwhile. The elf found himself flipping her over and pinning her arms above her head. Kayla broke the kiss and gazed up at Legolas, only to see his eyes darken to a deep sea blue and his expression tense. Lust...
"You need this?" he asked. Kayla nodded anxiously and leaned up to kiss him again, only to find herself shoved back down into the comfortable mattress. With an elf laying atop her...it wasn't so bad either. "Kayla, I shouldn't...we shouldn't do this. You've been through so much lately that I can't let this happen."
"You mean you don't want it." It was more of a statement than a question.
"No...I want it very much, Kayla, but-"
"Then what the hell are you waiting for?"
"A woman's room is sacred. I can't do this." (A/N: SnakeCharmerArie, if you're reading this...does it look familiar? ::smirks::) Kayla nodded her head slowly and tears suddenly came pouring down her cheeks. "What's wrong?" Legolas asked as he rolled off her and lay down next to her on his side.
"I...I can't stop thinking about my dad. I'm so sorry, Legolas...I'm so sorry. I don't even know what I'm doing anymore," she begged. Legolas wrapped his arms around her immediately and pulled her as close to him as possible. He could feel her pain like it was his own and kissed her forehead gently. "Please don't leave me," she whispered against his chest.
"I'll stay as long as you need me."
Kayla stood in the middle of a large garden, a calm wind blowing against her skin, making her sigh gently. She felt so calm her...so peaceful. It was everything that her normal life wasn't. "Kayla..." She whipped her head around to see a man standing there in light blue robes. He had long dark hair and his eyes were a grayish-blue. A silver headdress decorated his forehead and his arms were wide open. "Kayla..."
"Who the hell are you?" she asked.
"You don't know me, my child?"
"I'm afraid I don't. You look oddly familiar, but I don't know who the hell you are."
"I visited you once before. Go and see a wizard."
"And I know that there are no wizards here...only psychics. I don't even believe in that shit. It's all fake!" The man's eyes widened at her words and he relaxed again. "What?" she asked when she noticed his cold stare.
"Go to the psychic in white. She is not far...she is not far."
Kayla's eyes fluttered open to the morning light as she yawned. Another horrible day was the only way to see it now. She had been stupid enough to try and seduce an elf...what else could go wrong? As she tried to roll over, she finally realized that there was a warm presence up against her back. She slowly turned her head and met the familiar pair of brilliant blue eyes she had fallen asleep to. However, they were still glazed over, which meant that he was asleep.
She sighed softly and rolled onto her side so she was facing him. He was one of the most beautiful people she had ever laid her eyes upon, but she understood that nothing could ever work out between them anymore. They may have kissed and almost done something else, but it wouldn't last forever. Both of them would end up hurt. Still, Kayla knew that she loved him deeply and couldn't tell him...not now.
After slipping out of bed and changing into a long-sleeved black shirt and jeans, she walked out into the living room and grabbed her car keys from the coffee table. When she looked across the room, she could see Gimli standing there in his armor, giving her a questioning look. "I'll be back, Gimli," she said calmly as she opened the front door.
"Lass, where are ye going at this early hour? And where'd that elf get to?" Kayla stopped dead in her tracks and looked at the dwarf.
"When you see him, Gimli...tell him thank you." With that, she left quietly and shut the door behind her.
Just then, Legolas came strolling out of the hall in his tunic and leggings. He had the look of confusion and exhaustion in his eyes, for he had not fallen asleep as soon as he'd wished to. He unhooked the first clasp of his tunic and looked at Gimli, to see him staring at the door. "What's going on?" the elf asked.
"Kayla told me to thank ye for her. I know nothing else, lad," the dwarf replied as he turned and walked into the kitchen, "Now for food!"
Kayla slowly pushed aside the curtain of Selena's Psychic Shop and entered, only to feel a chill creep up her spine. This was the one place she loathed going ever since she was a child. It always gave her a bad feeling and she never understood why. Her eyes drifted to the skeletons hanging along the walls and the lines of potions and herbal mixtures on the shelves. She recalled coming here once before, but quickly dismissed the thought. It was when she learned of her father's madness. After that, she vowed never to return...but these dreams were too much.
"Come in Miss Sparrow," an eerie voice said, echoing through the tunnel that led deeper into this strange realm. Kayla gulped silently and walked farther, the darkness engulfing her body and then disappearing as she emerged into the dim lighting of the back room. In a velvet chair behind a small table was an old woman with long grey hair cascading over her shoulders. "I've been expecting ye, Kayla."
"Listen, lady...I really don't want to be here and I'm sure you know that. I just came here because-"
"Because of your dreams, right? Ye've been seeing that handsome man in your dreams. He told ye to come to me..."
"Can we just get this damn thing over with so I can get back to Legolas?!" Kayla shouted as she took her seat across from the psychic. The woman smiled slightly and folded her hands on the table. "What?" Kayla asked.
"It seems to me that ye like this one...this Legolas, am I right? Ye almost seduced him last night because ye've been distracted over yer father's death."
"Don't talk about him...EVER!"
"Okay...okay...now, let us begin. May I see that necklace ye bear?" Kayla slowly unclasped it and handed it to the woman, who gently placed it on the table. "I've seen this necklace before. T'was ye mother's, yes?"
"Yes..."
"Ye know about her, right? About her life in Middle Earth."
"Of course I..." Kayla trailed off for a moment and then her eyes widened, "What did you say, Lady Selena?"
"Ye mean ye don't know about her? She was an elf of Rivendell." Kayla's eyes were now teary and her mouth was gaping. Her mother was an elf?
"T-That would mean-" she began.
"Yes, Kayla. Ye also have the Elven blood flowing through ye veins."
"But elves can't exist. I mean, I know Legolas exists, but how is this possible? I grew up here on Earth! J.R.R. Tolkien created Middle Earth...a fantasy world in which everyone wishes they could be." Kayla couldn't believe what was happening. It felt like the room was spinning in circles so fast that she was going to fall over.
"Lady Kayla, I know this is a shocker to ye, but ye do know that ye are the granddaughter of Lord Elrond of Rivendell. Ye are a princess like ye mother...and just as beautiful."
"But my ears are normal. They're human, Selena!"
"Yes...yer traits are masked to hide yer true identity. If ye were ever to travel to Middle Earth, ye would assume ye true form."
"And my eyes are brown! Elves have light eyes..."
"Again, ye looks are hidden. It was meant to be this way. Yer father was a descendant of pirates in this world who traveled back to Middle Earth accidentally and met yer mother. They fell in love and she bore his child...you. Yer father needed to return here desperately and ye mother followed without hesitation. That's why she looked mortal."
"But Legolas came here and he looks the same!" Kayla exclaimed as she slammed her fists on the table, "Why is he the same?"
"That's the bad news in all this, my Lady. He has to return home...along with Aragorn and Gimli. If they don't, they will all turn and die. They do not belong here." Kayla felt as if her heart was slowly being ripped from her flesh and cut to pieces. "Ye must send them home the same way they arrived."
"But I don't know how they came here! I simply wished to see them."
"That's how. Ye must wish for them to return to their time. It will all pick up from where they left off and ye can watch it through that video of yours," Selena said calmly as she handed the necklace back to Kayla, "But they must go." Kayla stood up quietly with tears in here eyes. She would be losing the one person she truly loved. As she turned to leave, she heard the old woman whisper a few more words, to which she sat down and listened...
Author's Note: I know...Legolas stopping himself might have been shocking, but that's okay. You see, I believe him to have a great amount of self-control in the fact that he won't disrespect a woman, especially in her bedroom. That's just how I see it anyway.