A/N- Sorry for the long wait. I've been fairly busy and I have been under a lot of stress for the past few weeks and the only time I've had to write this chapter was during our study hall hour in school. I will reassure you that not all of my updates will take this long in the future. Many of you asked what the pairings were and I have decided that it will be a Natasha/Elladan and maybe Emily will end up with someone later on. Anyways, thanks for all of the reviews! You guys are the ones who inspire me to continue writing! So, on that note, on to the chapter!

Disclaimer: I think that it is pretty well known that I do not own any of places, characters, or anything else having to do with "The Lord of the Rings". I only own Natasha and Emily as well as a few other characters along the way.

Chapter 5: Welcome to Rivendell

I could not tear my eyes off of Rivendell as we continued to ride into the city. Well, except for when we rode over a long, narrow bridge that was probably hundreds of feet above the ground. But besides that one point, I could not get enough of the beautiful sight. Even with the rain and dark clouds above it, Rivendell was the most splendid thing I had ever seen. And once I was able to catch Emily's eyes, I could tell she felt the same way.

The horses galloped into a large courtyard and once they had stopped completely, the other riders began getting off of them. As before, Elrohir jumped off and waited for me to follow. I, of course, stumbled again but I was able to steady myself on my own this time. With aching legs, I managed to make my way over to Emily who was grimacing as well. Only seconds later, we were being led up the stairs and into one of the larger stone buildings.

We turned a corner and straight ahead I could see two ladies; one fair-haired and the other dark-haired, who were talking together in hushed tones. The dark-haired one suddenly focused her attention in our direction. She let out a small gasp and I watched as a smile appeared on her beautiful face.

"Elrohir! Elladan!" she cried out as she began running towards us. Emily and I jumped to the side as the two said elves walked out from behind us. Emily and I stared at the trio in confusion as the lady hugged one twin and then the other.

"Dear sister!" said one twin, though I could not tell who from behind them. "We have missed you!"

"And I have missed you both as well," the lady replied. "Imladris has been terribly dull without my brothers present. How was the journey?"

"Everything went as planned for the most part," said who I assumed was Elladan as he held a hint of anger and annoyance in his voice.

"And the orcs?"

"Their numbers are becoming greater. Fortunately, nobody was injured," Elrohir said.

"Except you," Emily muttered somewhat bitterly beside me as she elbowed me lightly in the stomach.

"Ouch!" I exclaimed softly. Emily looked at me and I was about to tell her off for elbowing me, but I suddenly realized that the conversation between the three ahead of us had stopped. I took a glance in their direction and noticed that the lady was staring at us quizzically.

"Brothers," the lady began hesitantly, "who are these young ladies?" Her gaze never left Emily and I as she looked at us as if she had not even noticed us before. Each brother beside her sighed, though I noted that one twin sounded more aggravated than the other. I immediately labeled him as Elladan.

"We found them in the forest," Elrohir stated. "Orcs were heard nearby and we were not about to leave them out there alone without protection." The lady nodded in understanding.

"Well, then, I shall find them a room and bring them some food," she said. I smiled slightly at her, finding myself grateful that someone was at least being kind to us. However, Elladan immediately shook his head. I glared at him, despite the fact that the only reason I was still alive was because of him.

"Arwen, it is not necessary. We were only going to bring them to father. He will know what should be done with them. It will not take long. If you will excuse us, we shall-"

"Really, Elladan!" Arwen snapped abruptly. "Can you not hear yourself? These girls are people as well, not objects to be pushed around! They are cold, hungry, obviously in need of rest, and one is even injured! Once they have some time to recuperate, they may visit with father."

"Arwen, you have-"

"Come, now, girls," Arwen spoke, ignoring Elladan. "We shall get you cleaned up." Emily looked at me before she took a small step forward. Tentatively, I followed and as we walked down the corridor behind Arwen, I could practically feel Elladan's glare staring after me.

Silently, Arwen led us around many corners and past several doors. We followed wordlessly, careful to make as less noise as possible. Finally, she stopped in front of a door and she paused before opening it gradually.

"This shall be your room for the time being. I am sorry that it is quite small, but we are expecting several guests for the Summer Solstice Festival within the next few weeks," she said as she led us into the room. It was a simple room, but it was attractive as well. There were two queen-sized beds against the right wall and in between them there was a long table that was decorated with two lamps and large vase of flowers. Directly in front of us was a large window that led to a balcony and gave us a gorgeous view of Rivendell. In the right corner, there was what appeared to be a wardrobe and beside was a door that led to what I assumed would be a bathroom.

"Thank you," I mumbled softly.

"You are quite welcome," Arwen gave a small smile. "I am sorry for the way Elladan treated you. He has been like that since out mother left a few years ago."

"Where did she go, if you don't mind my asking?" Emily inquired.

"She went across the sea."

"Why?" I questioned, reasonably confused.

"It is a long story. But, anyways, he is slow to trust strangers. Perhaps he will one day warm up to you, if you stay long enough." There was a long pause as Arwen gazed out of the window for a few seconds. I twisted my hands nervously as she turned back to us.

"I will have one of our hand maidens come tend to you, as well as a healer to look at your wound. Can I assume that it has already been taken care of for the most part?"

"Yes," I answered. "Elladan cleaned and…stitched it a few nights ago." Arwen nodded in understanding.

"Is there anything else you might require for the time being?" she asked. Emily and I both shook our heads.

"Right, then, I shall leave you both in peace. Do not hesitate to ask if you need anything," Arwen said and she began walking back towards the door. I turned to Emily and was about to say something when Arwen unexpectedly turned back around.

"If you do not mind my asking, would you tell me your names so that I may inform my father of your presence?"

"I am Emily, and this is Natasha," Emily answered before I could even open my mouth. I rolled my eyes in annoyance.

"Well, Natasha and Emily, welcome to Rivendell," and with that, Arwen walked out of the room, quietly shutting the door behind her. Once the door was closed, Emily turned to me.

"So…what are we supposed to do now?" she asked, her voice downtrodden. "I mean, we're stuck here with people we've never met and in a place we've never heard of. How do we know that this isn't just a dream?"

"Maybe the fact that friggin my arm feels like it's going to fall off," I offered sarcastically. Emily winced.

"Scratch that theory then," she said as she sighed and sat down on the bed. She buried her head in her arms. "Jeeze, how did things get so messed up?"

"I have no idea," I mumbled, more to myself than her. "I think that the best thing for us to do right now is to stay calm and ask if they can lend us a map so we can go home in the morning or something."

"But if we're in a place we've never heard of, maybe the people here have never heard of our home either," Emily stated.

I thought about it for a second before saying, "Perhaps we're just in a really small town of some sort that nobody's heard of because it's so remote."

"But why would anybody not know of a place this beautiful?" Emily asked. "I mean, hello, but this place would be a beautiful spot for a vacation or honeymoon or something." I didn't say anything because I knew she was right. If others had ever been here before, why the hell would they not mention such a perfect scenery spot to anybody else?

"It just doesn't make any sense. And even if it is just a small resort of some sort, that doesn't explain how we woke up in the middle of the forest," Emily stated. I nodded.

"And why did that group of men think they were elves?" I asked, our predicament sounding more stupid and confounding by the second.

"Maybe we are really close to home and we were kidnapped by these people. And then, maybe they plan on getting us high, making us think we're elves, and then making sure we never leave. And that's why nobody's ever heard of this place before," Emily said, her voice growing more excited by the second. At that, I snorted.

"Great theory," I said, and despite the situation, I couldn't help but laughing slightly. Emily grinned and shrugged.

"Okay, maybe that was too far out there, but let's keep out options open," she smiled. Silence drifted between us and I could feel the mood grow somber once more.

"I guess, for now, we should just play it cool and-" but I never got to finish my suggestion as at that moment, the door swung open and a woman walked in followed by a tall dark-haired male.

"The Lady Arwen told us that you might need some assistance," the lady said as she placed some towels down on a chair to her right.

"Um, yes, I guess so," Emily stumbled, still getting over the shock of the door suddenly bursting open. The lady nodded and turned to the man behind her. She whispered something to him and my eyes widened in surprise when I noticed something.

"By God, what is wrong with your ear?" I shouted loudly as my hand immediately came up to cover my gaping mouth. Their conversation stopped instantly and the two of them both turned to me with offended looks on their faces.

"Nothing is wrong with our ears, I assure you," the man told us stiffly.

"But they're pointed!" I retorted, my puzzlement growing by the second.

"Why, all elves' ears are pointed," the lady said this time. This time Emily took over.

"What is it with you people and thinking you're elves?" she said, exasperated.

"We are elves, lady, and I would suggest that you hold your tongue before you offend someone who could have a say in your intermediate future," the man hissed. Emily and I exchanged glances.

"But…elves don't exist," I tried again.

"Oh, they are very real, lady, I can assure you," the lady…elf said quietly.

"But…but," Emily stuttered.

"I wish to hear no more of ignorant thoughts as I have no need for them," the man (male elf, I corrected myself) told us sternly. Emily and I shut out mouths, finding no more will to argue with the people were obviously on cocaine or some other drug. But nonetheless, we recognized who had the authority in the situation. And against a rather large, strong looking male, I knew it wasn't us.

"Now," the lady began quietly after a moment's pause. "I was told that you both need some food, water, a bath, and a change of clothes." I rolled my eyes at the bath part. We weren't that dirty. But as my eyes caught sight of Emily's tan face that was smudged with dirt, I quickly change my mind: I wasn't that dirty.

"And, I was also informed that one of you was in need of a healer," the man said. I watched as his eyes roamed over us each until his eyes landed on my arm. "Very well. You shall follow me, and the one with the blonde hair will follow Lothrin." He exited the room and I hesitated for a second. I really did not want to go with the male who looked like he was more ready to tear my body apart inch by inch than to actually heal it. However, I knew that my arm needed to be tended to. I glanced at Emily and watched in confusion as a small smile appeared on her face.

"What ever happened to the 'playing it cool' part you were mentioning?" I shook my head in slight amusement, figuring that if anyone would ever be able to lift my spirits in the worst of situations, it would always be her.

Once again, I'm sorry for the long update. I've simply been very busy. I hope that you all enjoyed thist chapter and I hope that I have at least somewhat explained Elladan's harsh treatment towards the girls. I can assure you that it will all be cleared up in the future. Also, I think I mentioned before that this was set during the War of the Ring and I have changed my mind. This is actually now set some time before it. Sorry for the confusion.

On another note, please review! I accept constructive criticism but I will not tolerate flames. Thank you!