Words in italics and quotes is Elvish,

Unutilized words in quotes is English

Just italics are thoughts

Please inform me if any of the 'elvish' and such terms were 'auto-corrected' by Word and I didn't catch it.

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Lian moaned and she felt a cool hand on her forehead. God, she felt like shit. Shivering she moved away from the offending coolness and curled into a tighter ball. It had been three days since she had left, her food had barely been touched and her water supply was dangerously low but this hadn't mattered to her, Lian had not found any trace of life and had accepted the fact that she might or would die in the forest, in pain, and alone.

This had not been an easy thought but the girl had been too feverish too realize the full extent of the situation until now that is. She moaned again as she began to awaken. She bit back a sob. "Mama!" She called softly, desperately, wishing she was just ill, and the last month had been a delusion brought about by a fever and that she was in the hospital. She wished she were safe. This thought did bring her to tears. "Ma—aa-a!' She cried.

She refused to open her eyes until the cool sensation was back, this time she did open them and nearly screamed from what she saw. A person, blurry in her tear filled eyes, was leaning over her. She could tell he or she looked concerned. She flinched back, but the mysterious person whispered something too her that sounded pretty, and suddenly he was so warm and she was so cold. She felt her self being lifted and going down. Down? Oh right, she had climbed a tree yesterday like every other night. Lian was too much frightened about those monsters not to.

She closed her eyes and let darkness take her. She didn't care anymore. She just wanted to get better and stop feeling so bad. Sighing she felt safe, and only knew that she had been found. She had lost hope but now found it rekindled. She'd get better and when it was time to wake up, she'd be back home.

Elrohir looked at the elfling in his arm. He didn't know how she had gotten here, or alone but all he knew was that she was very sick. This worried him, elves did not get sick easily, rarely in fact, and only in the most extreme cases. He didn't understand what or who 'Mama' was but he would take care of that later.

Elrohir looked at Elladan, his brother peered at the elfling in his brother's arms and quickly grabbed what appeared to be the girl's belongings. They had to treat her, but they couldn't do it in this area. Not when they had seen orcs so close to here.

Quickly both of them mounted their horses and raced toward their encampment. They were glad they had been heading home when they had been or else the elfling would be dying alone or found by those filthy orcs.

The strange little elfling was moaning about 'mama' throwing in a 'guh-men!'. Both brothers ignored this and began to work on the child. They were suddenly very glad their father was one of the best, if not the best healer, in Middle Earth. They pried away the filthy odd tunic, and what looked to be the remains of another one that was now a set of filthy rags that had been make shift bandages. They didn't know what to make of the oversized breeches but were unsure about what to do with the clinging and bizarre undergarment on her; although it too looked filthy. They finally decided to leave it on, as they had never dealt with a child and had been wary treating one, especially one so ill. Elladan looked at the small remains of the odd black-gray stockings (that he was sure had once been white) that were the only thing protecting her feet and pulled them off. She was usual but she was a child in need, no matter what race she could have been.

They gasped at her wounds; a badly healing cut was scaring on her leg. A bit had already healed but a new or possible already infected portion had reopened. Her hands and fingers were scabbed and bruised, her arms bruised and she was bone thin. They looked at her back and knew the injury had been caused by the orcs.

They worked quickly and knew they would be down in supplies because of it. They both felt relieved knowing home was only a few days travel from here. Their supplies would last until then and they would learn everything they could from the little elfling when she awoke.

They quickly wrapped her in an extra cloak and watched her before one of them took watch. Elladan finally got a good at the little elfling. He was startled to realize that her hair was not coal black as they had assumed from the most of it, but cleaning her had revealed blonde in her hair. Ignoring it, he wondered where her parents were. Both he and his brother knew that it had been centuries since a child had been born and an elfling suddenly appearing was startling. Their shock had been over shadowed by their worry for the child.

Elladan moved a strand of her hair and smiled at her. "You'll be better little one." he whispered to her knowing she heard him, even in her sleep.

Lian woke up to the sound of beeping and looked toward the side of the room. She sighed in relief. It had been a dream! "Mama!" She called when she saw her mother enter the room. Her mother looked at her coldly thought. "Mama? What's the matter?"

Her mother opened her mouth and screamed.

Lian would have bolted up if it hadn't been for the arms holding her down. Her first thoughts were I've been watching too many horror movies, closely followed by, Who the HELL is HOLDING ME! She looked at who was holding her in panic and froze. She was staring into the faces of the two prettiest (read handsomest) men she had seen in her life. It was the same face but still, both were not dressed identically. She froze and gasped as she realized that these people had saved her.

"How are you little one?" The one holding her arms asked. She looked at him puzzled. What the hell had he just said? "Little one?" He asked worried.

"Um, hi." She replied. She noted both their puzzled expression and smiled nervously, although she was happy to have someone to talk. "I'm Lian." Pause. "You don't understand a word I'm saying are you?" She laughed but her laughter turned into a whimper as she felt the wound on her back twitch. She was grateful when they talked in whatever language they spoke since it sounded so nice as one of them checked her back. It was then that she noticed that all she had on was a blanket and her panties.

Normally she would have been freaked but she knew that she was only about six years old in appearance so she didn't worry about them being pervs. "Unless they're both pedophiles." She said aloud. They one checking her back stopped, as if frozen in place, and his twin gasped. "What the fuck's the matter with you two?" She growled feeling the extent of her wounds, still thinking they didn't understand her. She felt dizzy and tired and wanted to go back to sleep.

Elladan's mouth dropped as he held the child and nearly let her fall as she spoke. They had assumed she didn't speak elvish as she didn't seem to understand them the first time they had spoken. Now she was speaking fluently, albeit with an unusual accent. They were going to speak to her after her first statement; Elladan had been determined to keep her mind off his prodding brother by asking her what a 'pedophiles' were when she cursed. Elrohir appeared to be just as shocked.

She looked at their expressions and looked confused. "What is the matter with you two" The elfling's eyes widened, as she seemed to register what she said. "Shit…You understand me don't you?" She asked sounding shocked and rather frightened to be truthful but Elladan nodded. "Crap I said shit! Shit, I said it again!"

Suddenly Elrohir coughed and moved away. "Little one I know the meaning of those words. I do not know who taught you these words but you cannot say them. You are far too young for them. Is she not, dearest brother?" Elladan nodded, suddenly serious.

He smiled then. "Let's get started over again, why don't we introduce ourselves. I'm Elladan, and he's my ugly brother, Elrohir. We are sons of Elrond." Not wishing to announce any titles since they did not know what this child was familiar with. It was unclear if she had heard of any of them before; her accent did not allow them to place her and they decided it was best to make her feel comfortable.

"Uh.." The child looked confused.

Elrohir glared at his brother. "Ignore him child, I'm afraid that my 'big' brother is far to childish. We all know I'm, by far, the most attractive one." That got a stifled laugh from the girl.

"Um, right s-sorry about cursing it's just I'm uh surprised. I'm Li-li-li ahem, Lian Jones, daughter of my parents. I guess you want names, my mother is named Lan and my father is Leon." Lian looked nervous and started to babble. "Umm, sister of Gwen the Grouchy and Li the Loser."

Elrohir not missing that Lian was nervous smiled at her. He was unsure of her name and that of her family, it was not like any evlish names he had heard before. "It's nice to meet you Li-li-li ahem LianJones, daughter of her parents-" Elladan caught on and joined not missing a beat and picked up where he left off.

"-Lan and Leon. Sister of Gwen the Grouchy and Li the Loser." Elladan finished.

The girl shifted uncomfortable and nodded.

"So Lady LianJones, where do you hail from?" Elrohir asked hoping to be able to job some information out of her as to the whereabouts of her family.

"It's just Lian. Jones is my family name." She explained. At their confused looks she elaborated. "Um like it was my dad's name and now its part of my name too until I get, you have no idea what I'm saying do you? Sigh, its just Lian. Unless I'm in trouble in which case it's, according to mama, 'Lian Irma Jones get over here!' without the get over here." She looked sheepish. "I know, I know Irma is ugly but it was my grandmother's name- and I'm babbling aren't I?" Lian shook her head and fidgeted. Elladan and Elrohir just looked slightly baffled and amused.

"I'll shut up now! Oh and thanks!" Lian stated, feeling sleepy but better. "Can I go to sleep? Please?" She asked. They nodded and Lian drifted into slumber land rather happy and embarrassed not catching the look the brothers gave each other.

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I'm quite aware that I stated she can't communicate and after this event, she's note going to be able to. Why? Let's just say that the elves language was 'gifted' to Lian for the short amount of time she was with the twins. I'll explain that a bit later clearly so don't worry.