Time Transcended
Quick Change
Disclaimer: I do not own Lord of the Rings.
Later that night, after her relatively disturbing dream, she had another. She was outside, standing in his front lawn and suddenly the world flew past her and the wintry night was turned to day and all was a blur until at long last it stopped and it was warm and spring-like. She was back in Rivendell, watching Elrond writing something in a large book she had seen in his library. He was outdoors and against a tree, the very tree she had fallen out of. Rather, would fall out of. She knew, as you know anything in dreams, that she had not come yet. She stood behind the elf lord that seemed totally oblivious to her presence, and read what he was writing.
"According to the laws of the Eldar, the betrothal is to stand for one year…" she read aloud. Before she had much time to think on it Elrond suddenly lost focus on his task at hand and saw into the future, and she saw as he did. The scenery before her seemed to fade and a frameless picture appeared before her. She saw herself and Elrohir on the day she was to depart. She saw him give the ring to her, and then the vision faded. Elrond sat and contemplated it for a minute then decided it would make sense in time and so he continued to write. The dream faded and she was sent back to her world. As she was being taken home and the world rushed passed her she had a strong feeling that a clock or timer had been set and that she and Elrohir had been forgetting or missing something, but she couldn't think of what. She reached Elrohir's front lawn and laid down in the snow and fell asleep, in her dream.
The next morning when she awoke she went straight to Elrohir.
"Elro, there is something I must tell you," she said.
"I have something to say to you as well, but you go first," Elrohir said.
She told him her dream in great detail and as Elrohir listened his face went from despairing to surprised to ecstatic. When she finished she asked, "So, what do you make of it?"
"That what I was going to say is now completely irrelevant!" he replied. It seemed he was on the verge of jumping up and down for joy.
"What were you going to say?" she inquired.
"That we would have to postpone the wedding, but your dream has told me otherwise," he answered, giving her a quick kiss as he finished the sentence.
"Okay, start from the beginning," Rebecca said.
"Well, I was coming to tell you that we could not get married because according to the law of the Eldar we had not been betrothed long enough to get married. I foolishly tried to ignore my conscious on the matter, but today I could tolerate it no more and was going to tell you as much. But your dream has revealed that in the eyes of the Valar we have been engaged over a year, in fact, over four years. From the day you left the count began, for then we did promise to wed each other, and thus we were betrothed. Perhaps a little more informal than usual because only you were given a ring and… I put it on the wrong finger, unthinking. Oh Mirë! I have not been so happy to hear about a dream in many long years!"
Rebecca smiled wide and gave him a kiss and said, "You are fortunate it all worked out, or you would have been a dead elf."
Her elven wedding was in two hours, her human one in four after that. Everything was ready, but her. Rebecca had to put on her dress first, because once her hair was done putting on a dress would be out of the question. After fifteen minutes Liz and Mrs. Parsons realized they didn't know just how it was suppose to look, and even though Rebecca did, she had no idea how to do it to herself.
"Elladan!" Liz yelled as she left Rebecca's dressing room. "Come here! We need your help!"
Elladan came out of Elrohir's dressing room and said, "Yes?"
"Neither I, nor Rebecca, nor her mother can figure out how to do Reb's hair. Can you help us?"
"Well… I'll have to ask Elrohir if he needs me any further…" he popped back into his brother's room and a second later came out, shutting the door behind him. "I'm free. I'm not sure how much I can help, but I am sure I can do something."
He entered Rebecca's dressing room and saw that her hair was simply combed straight and sitting their limp while Rebecca did part of her makeup.
"How do you want your hair?" Elladan blurted out as he walked up to her.
Rebecca laughed and said, "Double pepperoni and onions with a few braids and something that looks elven."
He laughed in turn and set to work. As his fingers braided her hair he spoke. "I hope this turns out well, I haven't actually done a lady's hair in a few thousand years. The last time I had to do it, I was doing Arwen's hair. She had broken her hand at grandmother's and none of her attendants were there. It was still rather early and she had to go to a breakfast with Grandfather in thirty minutes, so there was no one but me to help her. After that she said she liked the way I did it so much that for special occasions she enlisted me. I have always had very nimble and deft fingers." He reached over and picked up her circlet and placed it upon her head then continued doing her hair. A few seconds later he stepped back and said, "I am done! So, what do you think?"
He held up a mirror behind her head.
"Elladan! You are a wedding saver!" Rebecca exclaimed. "It is fabulous!"
"You are welcome Rebecca. Now, if you need help with your make-up, I am afraid I cannot help you," Elladan said with a grin.
"Thank you again Elladan!"
"If I am no longer needed, I shall be leaving now. I have to go get ready myself," Elladan said.
Liz escorted him to the door and before she shut it on him she said, "Thank you again Elladan. I don't know what we would have done with out you."
Elladan smiled warmly. "You are welcome."
After careful make up application Rebecca deemed herself ready. All she had to do was put on her jewelry and then wait. When it was all on and ready she beheld herself in a full sized mirror.
Upon her head was a braided mithril circlet with stars upon it at intervals. Her earrings were dangling silver with small diamonds hanging down at different intervals. Around her neck hung a mithril necklace with a star hanging from the chain and two smaller diamonds on hanging down on either side of it. With her light blue dress she looked like an elf indeed. She smiled and spun around slowly.
"You look… elven fair Rebecca," her mother said.
"Simply beautiful," Liz added.
"How much time do I have 'til the ceremony?" Rebecca asked.
"Maybe twenty minutes," Mrs. Parson replied. She paused then added, "Rebecca, I am so proud of you and happy for you. You are a wonderful daughter and you are marrying a wonderful man, well, elf. In any event I am just…" she broke off to choke back tears of joy. "Well, I must get ready too. Thank goodness my hair is short or we'd have to call Elladan back here."
Rebecca was not even inclined to cry, she was too nervous and giddy to even think of tears. She only hugged her mother and said, "Wish me luck! I keep tripping over Quenya."
Her mother suddenly chuckled and said, "Only if you wish me luck too. I'm still not sure I have everything right. You know, I never expected to hear that on this day."
Rebecca laughed. "Yeah, this is all a little… okay, very different."
Five minutes later they were all ready and were walking to the fellowship hall of the church where the elven ceremony was to take place. It was decorated to have a neo-medieval look to it so it could accommodate a human and elven wedding. Quite handsome to be sure, and ingeniously done. The ceremony took place during a feast and in a very specific way. Usually there were larger audiences to the occasion, but all things considered, it was significantly smaller. The only audience to be had was Liz, Mr. Parsons, Rebecca's brother, and Elladan. Small, but cozy.
To Liz it all seemed reversed, for they celebrated the marriage, then at the end of the feast had the wedding. It wasn't a proper feast, at least to elven standards, and it really didn't need to be. At the end of the eating, at which all the humans, save the teenaged brother of Rebecca, were certain they would split their clothes, Rebecca and Elladan stood and came to the front and Mrs. Parsons and Glorfindel (acting as Elrohir's father) joined the hands of the pair and blessed them. It was then that Elrohir and Rebecca had picked to say words that should have been said before Rebecca left Rivendel. Then, the words, previously unheard by mortal ears, were recited by Mrs. Parson's and Glorfindel. Rebecca and Elrohir then received back one from the other the silver rings that should have been exchanged upon engagement but were not until much later; and they gave in exchange slender rings of gold, which were worn upon the index finger of the right hand. With that the ceremony was to be complete. After that the four members of the audience and Mrs. Parsons and Glorfindel all clapped as Elladan produced a guitar and Rebecca and Elrohir danced.
The small party enjoyed themselves for half an hour, then they realized they had to get everything ready for the human wedding that was now only two and a half hours away. Liz, Elladan, Glorfindel, and Mr. Parsons were in charge of cleaning up so when Mrs. Parsons' friends came to finish setting up for the wedding it would look as if nothing had been touched since the night before.
Rebecca had to change her jewelry, dress, shoes, everything, and then straighten out her hair so she could curl it right. For no reason at all her hair had decided to be uncooperative and not curl in the way she wanted, so last minute she had to change her hair style completely. She wanted her hair twisted up and then the twist covered by cascading ringlets. Unfortunately, she could not get it to do that. So, she changed her plans and straightened her hair to then put in larger, bouncy curls that would fall down her hair that was half pulled back.
About the time she finished that Liz entered carrying a bouquet of Baby's breath.
"Reb! I have a brilliant idea! Elrohir will love it!" Liz exclaimed.
In a few minutes Rebecca was looking at herself again in the full length mirror. On her head was a crown of Baby's breath and behind her crown was her veil. Her jewelry was simplistic, diamond stud earrings and a silver necklace with a diamond hanging from it. Her dress was long sleeved and covered in a fine lace. She looked as if her dress was made of frost and she was a queen. Liz stood behind her and looked into the mirror and said, "Reb, you look wonderful. Now, could you help me get somewhere near there?"
Reb smiled and said, "Okay! I'll do your hair while you do your makeup. Deal?"
"Deal!" Liz said.
Within twenty minutes Liz was done and time was growing short. Everything was falling into place splendidly.
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Ten minutes… just ten more minutes and Rebecca would be married in the eyes of the government as well. She had survived one wedding, and was confident she could survive another.
Friends now bridesmaids kept surrounding her and sharing their excitement over the whole affair until the last minute when everyone had to organize themselves for the ceremony. The next thing she knew she had her father's arm linked with hers and she was walking down the aisle to a broadly smiling Elrohir.
They had decided on a short ceremony, so with in twenty-five minutes it was all done and she was kissing Elrohir as the audience looked on.
After their pictures were taken, they went down to the reception. As they walked down to the fellowship hall Elrohir whispered to Rebecca, "Let's only stay for twenty minutes then sneak out."
"But I thought we said…" Rebecca began to say.
"We had considered an hour or so, but do you really want to stick around that long? We could run out early, run back to the house for our things, steal a few kisses, then go to the airport," Elrohir said.
Rebecca grinned as she said, "Okay!" It was just about then they reached the hall.
Liz was sitting next to Rebecca and said, "Any change in plans?"
"What gave it away?" Rebecca asked.
"The grin on your face. It isn't one that says 'just married'. It's one that says 'just scheming'."
"You know me too well. But FYI, we're leaving in twenty minutes. Try to distract them for us will you?" Rebecca replied.
"Sure. Hey, can I sleep in your room while house sitting?" Liz asked with a grin.
"Why not," Rebecca grinned.
Twenty minutes later Elrohir leaned over and whispered, "It's time. Let's go!"
Rebecca then nodded to Liz who went over to the cake table and made a speech. As she talked on and on, Rebecca and Elrohir quietly and slowly found their way out through a back door, then ran full speed to his car, jumped in, and sped off to Elrohir's, rather, their house.
Authors note: Okay…
I hope this chapter was substantially better than the last chapter
which was just terrible… I apologize for making you all endure it!
May this chapter be better and your reviews many! Next chapter should
be fun. HEHE! Prepare for fluffyness! But no gory details... cuz that's just too much!
