Disclaimer: I do not own Lord of the Rings.
LauraJDuncan: Thank you for your review! You have no idea how happy I was that I got a review so quickly! I'm glad you like it. And I promise you that no matter what, I will post this entire story, no matter how long it takes, and no matter what anyone thinks.
Penis MgGee: Well, thank you for at least telling me why you didn't like it. As for the misspellings, it's an honest mistake, and I apologize. As for the elvish, I took the time to look it up on the Internet. As for the dream, her dreams will become more detailed and in some cases will differ from what actually happens in the movies and/or the books. In putting the prologue in there, it was just a way of explaining things so that Tammy would better understand what was going on.
A/N: Here's a little guide of how things are set up in this story: dreams…"dialog"…'thoughts.'
Chapter 2 – Where Am I?
"Welcome to Middle-earth, tithen pen."
Tammy shot up. Her eyes widened in shock when she took in her surroundings. "Where am I?" she asked aloud, not expecting an answer.
"You are in Rivendell, my lady."
Tammy jumped. She hadn't known that anyone else was in the room. She looked over and saw a man sitting in the corner. He had a rugged appearance and shoulder length brown hair. That wasn't the only thing that startled her, however. She was also shocked to find that when she had first spoken, she had not spoken in English. The man that spoke spoke in the language that she had before. What was even worse, she had never heard this other language before, yet, somehow, she understood it.
"I'm sorry," he said when he realized that he had startled her. "I'm glad to she that you have awakened. My companions and I found you when we were traveling through the forest to get here. Might I ask who you are?"
"I'm Tammy," she replied.
"It is my pleasure to meet you Miss Tammy. I am Aragorn, son of Arathorn."
"It's nice to meet you, too. And please, just call me Tammy."
Aragorn simply nodded his head. "Are you well?"
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"Come. Lord Elrond wishes to speak with you."
With that, Tammy got out of bed and followed Aragorn. As they walked along, she gazed in wonder at everything. When she noticed the appearance of everyone around her, she knew that she had been right. Her dreams were warnings of what was to come. She was in Middle Earth. She was among the elves.
She was amazed at how calm she was under the circumstances. It wasn't everyday you fainted and then woke up in a different world. Then again, she should be accustomed to things out of the ordinary, for she wasn't exactly normal herself. Besides, she had had warning that this was to come, so, in a sense, she was prepared.
Aragorn, too, had thought about the mysterious appearance of this strange girl. He thought back to when he had come across her in the wilderness.
Aragorn was leading the three remaining hobbits, Merry, Pippin, and Sam, to Rivendell. Though there was not as much need for haste, they still hurried on for one of their party, Frodo, had been rushed ahead to Rivendell the day before. He was severely injured and in desperate need of healing.
"What's that?" Pippin asked, breaking the silence. He was pointing towards what looked like a bundle of cloth not too far ahead.
Silently ordering the hobbits to stay behind, Aragorn cautiously moved towards the object for closer inspection. Once he was there, he realized that it was a person, for he saw black hair billowing over the figure.
Suspicion filled him as he overlooked the human. What would this person be doing in the middle of the forest…especially in this time of peril? Thoughts of the man being a spy crossed his mind. He grabbed onto the hilt of his sword so as to be ready for anything.
Not wanting to jump to conclusions and cause an innocent person harm, he chose to bring him along to Rivendell. The fate of this person would be decided there.
It was only once he went to pick the figure up that he found it was a girl. That only caused even more questions to arise.
As Aragorn came back to the present, he realized that there was much more mystery to Tammy than he had at first thought. When he had spoken of Tammy to Lord Elrond, Elrond didn't seem at all surprised. It was as if he had been suspecting this. He then explained to Aragorn all that he had known of Tammy's coming.
They then reached their destination.
"Lord Elrond, this is Tammy," Aragorn said.
Tammy knew that she had seen Elrond before, but she couldn't figure our when or even how. Then, it dawned on her. He was in her reoccurring dream. He was the elf that shouted a battle cry of some kind in another language.
"Welcome to Rivendell, Tammy," Elrond said.
"Thanks," Tammy said. "It's beautiful here."
"Do you know why you are here?"
"Aragorn said you wanted to talk to me."
"Well, yes, that is true, but I was speaking of why you are in Middle-earth. You are a dreamer, are you not?"
Tammy narrowed her eyes. "How do you know that?"
"Galadriel had told me of your coming. She has the gift of foresight, as do I. Do not worry, tithen pen. Everyone here is accepting of people with gifts like yours, unlike those of your world. And even in your world, you would be surprised. There are many others like you."
"What does tithen pen mean? At the end of the dreams I've been having for the past two weeks, a voice always said, 'We await your presence in Middle-earth, tithen pen,' and then you said it a little while ago. I never did figure out what that means."
"It is Sindarin for 'little one.'"
"Little one?" She said, indignantly. She may not look her age, but she was hardly little. She heard stifled laughter coming from behind her. She turned around and glared at Aragorn. "What are you laughing at?"
"Compared to elves, you are still quite young." At seeing her incredulous stare after she looked at Elrond, Aragorn continued. "Elves are immortal."
Tammy turned back around to face Elrond once more.
After a slight pause, Tammy asked what had been on her mind since she arrived. "This language that all of us are speaking… I've never heard it before. Why can I understand it?"
"Though I cannot be sure of the answer, I would assume that whatever brought you here also gave you an understanding of the common tongue of this world. You would have a hard time being able to complete the task with which you are meant to if you could not understand anything."
Accepting that answer, Tammy didn't ask anything more.
"There will be a council in the morning. Will you join us?" Elrond asked after a slight pause.
Knowing that she probably didn't have a choice in the matter, she nodded.
Pleased with her decision, Elrond dismissed Aragorn and Tammy.
"What all is there to do around here?" Tammy asked Aragorn.
"I have some business to attend to, but first I will introduce you to my brothers. They can give you a tour."
"Your brothers are here, too?"
"They are Elrond's sons, Elladan and Elrohir."
"Elrond is your father?"
"In a sense, yes he is. I grew up in Rivendell. Elrond accepted me into his family, like I was his own son. He was like a father to me. His sons are like my brothers."
"Okay. So where are they?"
"Over there with Merry and Pippin."
"Merry and Pippin are…"
"Two of my companions. They are the ones that spotted you in the forest."
They reached their destination shortly after their conversation ended.
"Elladan, Elrohir, Merry, and Pippin, this is Tammy."
"Hello," Pippin said. It took a moment for Merry and Pippin to recognize her.
Then, Aragorn left.
Tammy looked back and forth between Elladan and Elrohir.
"Can we help you with something?" the one on the right asked.
"Uh…yeah…who's Elladan and who's Elrohir?"
"I am Elladan, and that is Elrohir," the one on the left replied.
"Don't worry. We cannot tell them apart either," Merry said.
"Would you like a tour m'lady?" Elrohir asked.
"Sure," Tammy said.
Once they were finished with the tour, Tammy had grown really close to her four 'tour guides'…especially Merry and Pippin. They almost reminded her of Cal and Jim.
"Tammy, come on. You have got to meet Frodo and Sam," Pippin said.
"I'm coming. I'm coming," she said as she started to walk in the same direction that the hobbits ran off to. She had stayed behind to thank Elladan and Elrohir for the tour, and the hobbits took off. She didn't feel like running, which is why she just walked. Lucky for her, she didn't have to go far.
By the time she caught up with them, they were standing with two other hobbits, presumably Frodo and Sam. Both had curly hair, like Merry and Pippin. One had dark brown hair, and the other had dirty blond hair.
"Tammy, this is Frodo, and this is Sam," Merry introduced.
"Hi," Tammy said.
After they had been talking for a while, Tammy almost felt like she had known them for years. They were easy to get along with.
"Tammy," Pippin asked.
"S'up?" she asked.
Not exactly sure what she meant, but assuming that it was an okay to continue, he said what all of the hobbits were thinking. "Your speech is strange."
"I'm not from around here."
"Where are you from?" Frodo asked.
"Uh…well… I'm kind of from another world." She assumed it was okay to tell the truth. Elrond had already revealed that fact in front of Aragorn, and surprisingly, Aragorn didn't seem at all surprised. Besides, if she needed to, she would take care of damage control. She had gotten pretty good at it. But, as it turned out, she didn't need to. The only hobbit that seemed surprised was Frodo.
"I do remember Strider saying something about that. Lord Elrond informed him of that," Sam said.
"Who's Strider?"
"Aragorn."
"We should be heading back," Frodo said, noticing that it was getting late.
"That's right. The council's tomorrow," Tammy stated. "That means I have to wake up early. That sucks."
"What are you talking about?" Merry asked, incredulously. "You slept for quite some time."
"What can I say? I like to sleep. I used to be a morning person, but college life changed that."
The four hobbits looked at her in confusion – they had no idea what she meant by college life – but they decided not to ask.
"Well, good night Miss Tammy," Sam said.
"Goodnight, and, please, just call me Tammy," she said.
A/N: There's chapter two. I hope you liked it.
