Through A Nightingale's Eyes

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Jack-Sparrow-Lover

RATED "R" FOR LANGUAGE AND POSSIBLY OTHER STUFF

Author's Note: YAY! I got another chapter done! ::Snoopy dance:: I feel so special. ::laughs:: Hope you all like this one. I thank all my faithful reviewers for your comments. They mean so much to me. ::grin::

Chapter 13: "Go For It"

"Alana, is Kayla picking up her phone?" Kiki asked as she pulled into Kayla's driveway in her black Audi TT. Alana shook her head and closed her flip cell phone before looking at Kayla's house. This was not a good sign. Kayla always answered her phone when she was home and her car was in the driveway, but this time she wasn't. "This isn't good…"

"No kidding, Kiki. She might be dead or something."

"Or she's getting it on with that elf!" Kiki said with a smirk. Alana laughed for a second and when the car stopped, they both jumped out and ran to the door, Kiki's black cat Lucifer at their feet. Both the girls slammed their fists on the door, trying to get Kayla's attention. They knew she had to be there. After about five minutes of pounding on the door, no one answered, not even Aragorn, Legolas, or Gimli. "Maybe we should just go in," Kiki stated.

"Well, we are her friends…so I guess it's alright, but what if she wants privacy?"

"If she wanted privacy, she would have answered the damn phone and told us to stop calling, Alana."

"Good point…"

Both friends looked at each other and then at Lucifer, who was sitting down and scratching the door as if he was trying to get in. "Don't do that," Kiki said as she picked up him up and looked at Alana, who had just opened the door. They both stepped inside and looked around to see an empty living room. There was dust on the floor around the television, but it lacked all life. "Kayla?" Kiki asked.

"Aragorn? Legolas? Gimli?" Alana said next. No one answered to anything either of them said. They both looked at each other and then heard classical music coming from Kayla's room. Kiki let Lucifer down and the cat ran straight to Kayla's bedroom. Both friends followed and when they got closer to the room, they realized that the music was from The Lord of the Rings Soundtrack. Alana opened the door more than it already was and saw Kayla lying on her bed facing them, staring at a silver pin. "Kay?" She didn't answer. "Kayla?"

"What?" she replied, her voice hoarse.

"What's wrong? You didn't pick up the phone."

"I didn't want to be bothered so I didn't answer." There was something different about Kayla's voice this time. It was rough and emotionless. It was as if she had been crying for hours, which wasn't like her. Kayla had always been a strong girl ever since she was very young, but she was breaking down for some reason. "Leave me alone," she whispered as she ran her fingers over the silver clasp and stared at it aimlessly.

"Do you want me to get Legolas?" Kiki asked as she walked in and sat down next to her exhausted friend. Kayla didn't answer her, just simply looked up and glared into her friend's eyes. "What's the matter, Kay?"

"Legolas is…gone…"

"Huh?"

"HE'S FUCKING GONE! DO I HAVE TO PAINT YOU A PICTURE?!" Kayla screamed as she grasped the clasp firmly in her hand and walked over to her window. She slammed her fists against the glass, slightly cracking it. "He left me…"

"Why would he do that?" Alana asked.

"I…went to a psychic and she told me that she was a descendant of Gandalf…"

"Gandalf as in Gandalf Greyham?" Kiki screamed.

"No, the other one," Kayla remarked sarcastically as she turned to face her friends and then sat down on her bed again. She opened the palm of her hand and gazed at the silver clasp as she spoke again. "It seems that my mother was the long lost daughter of Elrond of Imladris…Rivendell. My father was from our world though, meaning I have Elven blood in my veins. The thing is…my mother died not only from the car crash, but because she was here in this time for too long. Legolas and the others would have died if they had stayed longer."

"What about you?" Alana questioned.

"I'm sorry?"

"What about your survival? I mean, you have your mother's blood. Wouldn't you be dead by now?"

"Well yes, if it wasn't for the fact that my dad was from here. Because of that, I can live here or Middle Earth."

"THEN WHY DIDN'T YOU GO BACK WITH HIM?" Kiki yelled.

"I can't do that. Don't you get it? I belong here…and he belongs in his world."

"You're such an idiot, you know?"

"Kiki, I think you're being to hard on her," Alana interrupted, "She had every right to stay and give up the one she loves for him to be happy. Although…I'm sure she's happy too."

"Does she look happy?! She's been crying for God's sake! Why would she cry like this if she was happy?!"

"Kiki, stop. I made my choice to stay…and that's what I'm gonna do."

"You're not gonna follow him, Kay? He was so gorgeous and kind-hearted, yet you're giving him up anyway? Men aren't made like that anymore."

"Of course not. Legolas is an elf."

"That's it!" Kiki screamed as she grabbed Lucifer and walked out of the room and slammed the front door behind her, "I GIVE UP!" Kayla cringed when she heard the car start and looked at Alana before flopping back down on her bed.

"Don't pay attention to her."

"She's right though, Alana. I gave up everything I could have dreamed of because I freakin' live here." Tears began to flood down her cheeks. "Legolas was so kind and had such a comforting touch that I could fall asleep in his arms standing up. His kiss was so passionate that I reached a natural high almost instantly after our lips met. No one ever had that kind of effect on me…ever."

"Can't you go back? I mean, you made it sound possible."

"It is possible…but I can't just do that now. I told him that I couldn't be with him. He's probably over me by now."

"By your description of how you felt about him and the way he touched you, I don't think he would be over you. Knowing his character, he would fall in love once and then never love the same way ever again."

"Come on, Alana…all men are the same."

"But you said he was an elf." Kayla was about to speak again, but went silent and gazed at the clasp in her hand again. She was right about that fact. Legolas may have been a male, but he was an elf…not a man.

"You're right. He is an elf, but what if he-"

"Kayla, no buts about it this time!" Alana interrupted, "Do you love him?"

"Very much."

"Then what the hell are you still doing here? You should be in his embrace and loving him right now."

"You know what," Kayla said as she sat up and clutched the clasp in her hand, "I'll go back. I'll dress in my mother's clothes and take on my true form as an elf maiden of Imladris! I'll walk gracefully and take Leggy's breath away as he lays his eyes upon me! I'll do whatever I can to fight for what I believe! I'll make my life worth living!" Her voice had somehow become more triumphant and she was now looking at the ceiling with hope shining in her eyes. A smile was now gracing her lips as she turned to look at her mother's trunk in the corner of her bedroom.

She walked over briskly and opened it, taking out three elegant dresses, one white, one maroon, and one green. They were all decorated in the most conservative, but decorative way that even the prom dresses made in the present day couldn't compare. She handed them to Alana, who placed them on the bed, and then went back into the trunk. Kayla then found a large Elven travel pack, which contained her mother's weapons: a beautiful Elven sword, white knives, and a white Lothlorien bow, similar to Legolas'. She was in complete awe of what her mother had possessed as a princess. It was as if she had the best of everything, and she gave it all up for David Sparrow, her lover. It was unbelievable, but Kayla knew she was now going to be doing the same thing. "You know, Alana…I had this trunk for many days, yet I never opened it. It was like I couldn't touch it. As if I didn't have the nerve."

"Well, you have the nerve now," her friends replied with a smirk, "Is there anything else in there?"

"Let's see," Kayla said softly as she reached back in and took out a large polished wooden box. She carefully ran her fingers across the gold Elven designs along the surface and brought her fingers to the small gold hook that kept it sealed.

"What's taking you so long? Let me see!"

"Sheesh…in such a hurry," Kayla stated as she walked over and sat down on the bed next to Alana. They both looked at each other and lifted the top off together, only to behold a wonderful sight. It was Kayla's mother's headdress. To both of their surprise, it resembled Arwen's at the end of the third movie, yet its beads were a light blue, almost white color, instead of greenish. "Wow," she whispered as she ran her fingers over the smooth silver, "This was hers I guess…"

"And you will wear it," Alana interrupted, "Now go get changed and I'll pack this stuff for you."

Kayla nodded quickly and grabbed the white dress, seeing as it would be most fitting, and walked out of her room and into the bathroom. As she slipped out of her clothes and let them fall to the floor, she realized something. This would be her last hour here…her house…her room…her everything. She grabbed a few pairs of fresh underwear out of her "clean hamper" as she called it. Basically it was everything she hadn't put away after she washed it yet. She placed them on the counter by the sink and removed her bra, knowing she wouldn't need it with this dress. She would take it with her, but most likely never use it. It wasn't a custom back then, or so she noticed.

As she slowly slipped the gown on, the silk caressed her skin like feathers and touched the floor with a light swish. As she looked down and then at her reflection again and smiled. It looked pretty nice on her, besides the fact that her features were still human. "You look amazing!" a voice said from the doorway. Kayla turned and saw Alana standing there, holding the headdress in her hands. "Let's get your hair done."

"Alana, this won't work…"

"Oh, shut up!" she replied jokingly, "It'll look great once your hair grows out. Now hold this." The headdress was placed in Kayla's hands as Alana began to fiddle with her hair, pulling back a few strands from the front to show off her face. After putting in a few small braids, Alana took the headdress and placed it atop Kayla's head. The beads felt down and added a hint of elegance to the hair itself, but the silver part made it look incredible. Kayla let a smile appear on her face and everything in the room seemed to brighten. "Got for it, girl…"

Author's Note: As you can see…she'll be going to Middle Earth. Heh heh. I hope this all sounds good. I have MANY plans…so don't assume anything, because guaranteed you'll prolly be wrong. Muah-ha-ha. ::evil smile::