Author's Note: Sorry about this being late. The document management area was down for updates. Well at least you have this today! And once again I would like to apologize to my wonderful readers for not updating sooner. As I have explained to some of you when I first started writing fan fiction I was playing with ideas given to me from other fanfics. Now I'm not saying that I stole other people's ideas, I really just took pieces of their ideas and glued them to mine. This is my 5th attempt at a story and now I am sort of combining all the other stories I wrote together to make a big one. The thing that's stopping me now is that I stopped writing in my other stories on chapter three. This is the furthest I have come with any of my stories I really need some inspiration to come into my head about how to continue the story.

Thanks again to all my reviewers for your patience! You will thank me if you enjoy this story. I love you so much for encouraging me to write.

Disclaimer: I of course do not own any character in this story except for Amaris and maybe a few other characters along the way.

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Chapter Four: Explaining Things

Silence was all around me as I heard those fateful words. After a few minutes I said to him, "What do you mean you're my brother? I don't have a brother, I am an only child." I wearily told to this to so called Aragorn.

"I am your brother you are my younger sister. I was the one who was Legolas' best man at your wedding fifty years ago." At the confused look on my face he continued with "You do remember Legolas, right? Your husband?"

"What I'm not married! I'm too young to be married I'm only seventeen!" I was beginning to get extremely upset with this man.

"You must've hit your head harder then we thought." Aragorn added under his breath.

"What do you mean hit my head?"

"You don't remember do you? You have no clue what I'm talking about?"

"Nada."

"He was a little confused by my slang but I think that he kind of got the jest of what I meant to say because he answered me with a "You were knocked off your horse a month ago when you and Legolas was riding. You were in a coma last time I saw you. His face grew a little sheepish as he apologized "I'm sorry about this morning I hadn't known that you had just got out of your coma. In fact I was just on my way to see you."

As he was saying all this I was suddenly filled with a sense of helplessness because the trees surrounding us bathed in the morning light were suddenly very threatening. I realized that this man was telling me the world I had grew up in was just a dream and that I just made up my whole life in my subconscious.

And that's just too weird to be true. I mean how can I have imagined everyone with so much detail and have all these memories that are just so realistic. Gosh, what if the real dream is what I'm doing right now? What if I... Ouch! Nope pinching won't work. Maybe this isn't a dream maybe this is realty.

What would all those Tolkien fans say about this? All the Legolas fans would have died to be in the place I was in right now, especially when I was in his bed and all I did was I run gosh I'm stupid. Well you have to give me some points; I did do what every cop in America would have told me to do. I did the right thing by running away from the stranger even if the stranger was in fact Legolas Greenleaf, no matter how much I wanted to get all cuddly with him.

After what seemed like an eternity I stood up and walked back out of the clearing we were in and into the surrounding forest. He ran up beside me and asked, "Where are you going? You have to go back to the castle."

"Why should I?" I answered.

"Because clearly you are not well enough to wander off by yourself. What if the spiders attack? You will be unarmed and not able to protect yourself." He grabbed my arm, realizing that I wasn't listening to him. "You will not survive on your own. You will perish, because you didn't get to finish your fighting lessons."

"Why didn't I?" I asked still not wanting to believe anything this creep had to say.

"You were knocked into the coma," He paused and then finished with "Legolas was in the middle of teaching you how to fight on a horse and … you fell off the back of Gypsy. Legolas was so upset. He blamed his self for your fall. He thought he was going to lose you."

"Gypsy. That name sounds familiar." I spoke not really paying attention to the strangers face.

I looked back up and saw the hope shining in his eyes. "You remember her name? Maybe if you saw her your memory would come back." By this time he was practically jumping for joy. "We have to get back to the castle at once. Legolas will be so thrilled." He started to pull me pack to the campsite.

"Now you just wait a cotton pickin' minute!" I shrugged his hand off my arm. "All I said was that I remembered a horse's name. That doesn't mean that I'm ready to trot right back to that castle to get hugged on by some man I don't even know. I mean how do I know that you are telling me the truth. You could be just saying all this just so you can take me back to those people and have them have their way with me. Now before I go anywhere with you or anybody else I'm going to get me some proof that you are who you say you are." To add to my point I crossed my arms across my chest and stood with my leg out in front of the other one.

Sighing he gently pulled a little piece of raggedy cloth out of his breast pocket and unfolded it to find a little silver necklace. "Do you remember this?" he asked as he handed me the necklace and all. I wasn't surprised to look down and see the simple chain, but what was on the end of it was what made me gasp.

The little charm was what made me gasp. It was hidden partly by the cloth was in the shape of a horse. Yes, I know what your thinking 'Oh a horse, real surprising', but the horse wasn't what mattered. I was given the necklace as a child from my mother and then I had lost it when I was twelve. Tears started to well up in my eyes as I remembered it had been my grandmother's necklace.

"Yes, yes I do. I thought I'd never see it again." I had to hold back the tears because you don't just start all out bawling in front of a stranger.

"I had found this lying in the grass one day after you and I were playing. I should have given this to you years ago, but I kept putting it off."

I nodded after he was done telling me this. "Thank you. I guess now I owe you one, right?" I questioned him.

He answered me with "You don't owe me anything. We are family. We are supposed to do things like this for each other. But I would ask you one thing." He looked at me expectantly.

"Yes?" I asked timidly, knowing exactly what he wanted.

"Go back with me to speak with Legolas. You owe me at least that." he smiled.

"I might be able to work that out. Except for one thing," I smiled in return as his smile fell a little. I finished with, "I want a separate room. I don't want to share with him."

He laughed a little and then started back to the campsite. "We might want to get started so we can get to the castle by noon." As we walked back we had small talk. I silently helped him pack up his stuff and we continued talking as we headed back to the castle.

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Author's Note: Once again sorry for the delay!!

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Amaris- child of the moon

Gypsy- wanderer