A/N: Okay so here is chapter 3! I hope you guys enjoy. As stated before I don't have a beta so I'm on my own with the editing. I try to read through at least three times so I can get it right. So if you see any mistakes let me know! Please review. It would really help me. Next chapter we will see a little bit more romance between Legolas and Brittani/Iman. Also I am having a hard time thinking of an actual name for her dad Shadowblade… ideas please? Anyway enjoy!

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Brittani awoke with a start. The last thing she remembered was being in the woods talking to a stranger. Her mouth was dry. She needed some water. Slowly trying to sit up she realized that was going to be difficult. Her chest was bound very tightly. Looking around she noticed a sleeping figure in the chair at the end of the bed. 'Who the fuck is that she thought to herself.' Not wanting to ask for help but also not seeing an alternative she decided to wake the sleeping man. Nudging his feet that were propped on the bed with her feet Legolas stirred. He abruptly sat up and made eye contact with Brittani realizing it was the man from the woods she relaxed a little. "I'm sorry I kicked you it's just I cannot sit up. Would you mind helping me please?" Legolas nodded. Getting out of the chair he gently placed his arm around her back and pulled her up.

Brittani couldn't help but inhale his scent. He smelled like the woods but with hint of spice. It was intoxicating. Even his touch was warm. She was a little disappointed when he let go. She wasn't the only one getting a fill of smells. Legolas was just as equally enthralled with the way her coconut scented hair invaded his nostrils.

"I think I should go get the healers and let everyone know you are awake." Relaxing back into the pillows Brittani was concerned. His choice of words being the reason. "Who is everyone?" she said with a little bit of fear in her voice. Sensing her apprehension Legolas assured her that everything would be fine and he would be here if she needed anything. Not really understanding why a complete stranger was being nice to her she decided to play along. The sooner she could know what was going on the better.

Legolas hurried out of the room. Left to her thoughts Brittani decided to look around the room. It was made of stone. There was a tiny bathroom off to the right. The room was cream and green color. 'Whoever's house this is, is loaded' she thought. Looking down she was wearing a light blue silk gown, with matching blue slippers. Smoothing down the fabric as best she could the door opened again and broke Brittani from her thoughts.

Legolas walked into the room. His facial expression read of indifference. Behind him was man with dark hair and it was pulled back exposing his pointed ears. Her heartbeat picked up. The next to shuffle into the room was the other man from the woods with a pregnant woman in tow. They were holding hands. She made eye contact with Brittani and smiled. She smiled so brightly Brittani had to look away to not smile back. Lastly in walked a man wearing all white.

It was if hours passed by with everyone just staring at her and not saying anything. She was officially creeped out. 'Please not let these people be some kind of crazy ass cult.' She thought to herself.

"Who the fuck are all of you?" Brittani asked not giving a care if she offended anyone. She felt overwhelmed and no one had even said anything. Legolas visibly tensed at her crass words. Gandalf spoke first.

"My dear my name is Gandalf, and you are here in Imladris in a place called Middle Earth. I know you must not believe us but we know about your necklace. We know that no one can take it off unless you are the one who does, I am the one who spelled it so." Brittani's eyes grew wide. She didn't want to believe him but she knew deep down he spoke the truth. So with a much softer inflection she began to ask questions.

"Well Mr. Gandalf who gave me the necklace. I remember him…" she motioned pointing to Aragorn "Telling me he knew who gave it to me. If you know anything I would forever be in you debt with a piece of information. I have been searching for my parents for most of my life. Please" she implored him. "Please tell me everything that you can." As she finished she had to look away. Her eyes had started to glaze over. Sensing her sadness Legolas grabbed her hand to comfort her. It was comforting to Brittani. She really wasn't the type of girl who relied on others. She had always been self-sufficient. You had to when you grew up the way she did. She was grateful for Legolas in this moment.

"You are right I did and I do know in fact it was your mother who gave it you. Lord Elrond's only daughter."

"Where is this Lord Elrond and his daughter? I need to know how to get in touch with them I need answers I nee…" cutting her off Arwen stood up and walked over to the bed and brushed a silky black curl out of her face. She gently rubbed her cheek and took her hand into her own.

"Fret not anymore. I am here now." Those were the only words she said to Brittani. They were the only words she needed to hear. Brittani knew exactly what they meant. This woman who appeared only a few years older than her was her mother. She let out a sob and Arwen pulled her into a soft but firm embrace. Hours seemed to go by while Brittani sobbed onto her mother's shoulder. When she finally pulled herself together only Legolas and Lord Elrond remained in the room.

Brittani looked over to him. He had yet to speak. Sensing her curiosity he eased her mind.

"You were long lost to us granddaughter but know you are welcomed home. We will not lose you again." Smiling Brittani nodded her head. "I don't mean to ruin this moment it's just I feel like I haven't eaten anything in forever. Do you suppose I could get some food?" her cheeks burning with embarrassment.

Walking towards the door Arwen told her she would personally go fetch her some food and that she would be back shortly. Also taking his leave was Lord Elrond. He told her he needed to pen a letter to her father letting him know she had been found. Also further explaining Arwen would answer any more questions that she had.

She and Legolas were alone now. An uncomfortable silence passed between them. He had no idea what to say to her. He had never been good at comforting her but when he touched her he saw glimpses of her life. He wouldn't dare tell her that though. So it was either pity or empathy that drove him to his next words. "You looked a little surprised that Arwen is your mother." He said with a light chuckle.

Realizing he was trying to lighten the mood Brittani was appreciative. "I am still trying to figure out why she doesn't look much older than me. I am assuming she is some kind of witch. That Gandalf guy said he 'spelled' my necklace." She said shrugging her shoulders.

Letting out a hearty laugh Legolas sat down in the chair next to her bed and began to explain about elves and how they were immortal. He told her how they only ways that they could die. Which was heartbreak or a grave injury. He told her all things elf. It was like an intro to elf class. Leaning back against her pillows Brittani let out a hearty laugh. She exposed her neck to him and Legolas couldn't help think how beautiful she was. Her skin was a warm brown and her teeth impeccably white. The light danced around in her emerald colored eyes. Her hair was as black as night and silky. Her curls danced around her face making it appear as though she had a lion's mane. It was wild but none the less beautiful. It was not uncommon to see a dark elf. It was uncommon so see mix of the 2. Brittani stopped laughing. She let out deep sigh and ran her fingers though her hair. "I need a hair brush badly." He groaned.

Getting up from his seat Legolas walked over to the vanity grabbing the tool she needed. Walking back over to the bed he realized she wouldn't be able to brush her hair that good so he offered to do it for her.

"Be careful I don't need you ripping out all this fabulousness" She motioned with her arms a circle around her mane.

Legolas nodded and promised he wouldn't dare mess her hair up. Starting from the bottom and working his way up Legolas began his ministrations. He even began to hum. It took him maybe 10 minutes to brush her hair and when he was done Brittani thanked him. "You have a beautiful voice Legolas"

"Thank you my lady" he replied back.

Within an hour Arwen was back with their meals. She had brought enough for the 3 of them to dine together. For the first time in a long time Brittani felt safe. She felt welcomed. Most of all she as happy. It had been so long since she was happy. Even with her ribs aching she couldn't stop smiling. She had found her mother.

After they were finished Brittani had learned that her true name was Iman. She loved it. She didn't mind her mom asking her to call her that from now on. She was relieved she had a name before Brittani. She figured her parents were drug addicts who had just given her up. Well left her on the side of the road. Bidding Iman a good night Arwen left for the night but not before promising she would be back in the morning to tend to her injuries. With Arwen gone Legolas figured he should leave to. Let Iman get some rest. "Legolas I just want to thank you for everything. You didn't have to bring me here and watch over me I just want you to know I appreciate it."

Taken aback Legolas told her there was no reason to thank him. He was doing what any good decent person would have done. "No." She said sternly. "Where I come from no, where I grew up was different. Not a lot of people were decent. At least not to me anyway. So please don't undermine my appreciation. I am very grateful. For you saving me and I hope I'm not speaking out of turn here but for also making a friend. I don't have any of those." With nothing else to Brittani rolled over and shut her eyes. Legolas lingered for a moment searching for his words but found that he had none. Whispering good night to Brittani he left.

It had been a few days in the infirmary and Brittani was finally completely healed. Gandalf had stopped by during her stay to remove the glamour spell that was on her. So over the last few days Brittani had become a few inches taller and ears a little more pointy.

Today she was being moved into her mother's old room. She wouldn't be needing it. She lived in Gondor with her husband Aragorn. Over the last few days she had been caught up to speed about her mother's life since she had been sent away. It saddened Brittani to know she would eventually lose her mother but she was happy none the less she had in fact even found her and knew she had been loved. As for her father well she understood he was a great assassin who had gained his freedom from his master who in turn adopted him as a son. So technically she was princess.

Her mother and Aragorn would stay for three months and then they had to travel back to Gondor. Brittani had yet to make up her mind if she would go or stay. She wanted to meet her father first. The she would decide. He had wrote Lord Elrond back and told him he would be in Imladris in 4 weeks. So her mother and grandfather decided to throw a big party. It would also be to introduce her to the rest of society. So here she was taking Sindarin and etiquette lessons and boy was she bored.

Finally it was Midday and she was finished with her lessons and the rest of the day was hers. Grabbing her iPod and charger he decided to go to one of the many gardens and just relax and listen to music. She secretly thanked herself for buying a solar charger. Who knew Elves who lived forever hadn't invented electricity. Shrugging out of her green silk dress, Brittani threw on some jeans and her black converse and a yellow racerback tank top. She was relieved she didn't have to walk around in that dress all day.

Reaching her favorite garden which was located towards the east end of her grandfather's house she laid down behind a rose bush. She hit shuffle on her iPod and put her earbuds in and relaxed. Brittani wasn't trying to be anti-social it was just that everyone who encountered her wanted to ask her a million questions about the world she grew up in. She needed a break.

Legolas was sitting on the roof when he noticed Brittani shuffle into the garden looking slightly disheveled. She carried strange objects in her hand and put them into her ears. 'Odd' he thought to himself. His elf hearing picked up music. 'So it's a box that plays weird music' he mused to himself.

Hopping down off of the roof not even making a sound he made his way over to Brittani. She was dressed in her former worlds clothing and had her eyes closed. It did not stop Legolas from noticing how beautiful she looked again. He was taken with her. He never outwardly sought the company of many elves but Brittani had his attention. The sun seemed to make her bronze skin glow. Her black curly hair has up in a bun but a few stray curls seemed to be rebellious on her face. She was wearing white gem earrings in her ears and it seemed to brighten her smile. She was humming ever so lightly but Legolas could tell she had a beautiful singing voice.

Sensing she was being watched Brittani opened her eyes and she saw Legolas standing there.

"Take a picture it will last longer" she quipped as took she sat up. "Take a what now?" he asked as he sat down next to her. "It's an expression you say when someone stares at you. A picture is something that captures a single moment. I can show you if you like." Gently smiling Legolas nodded his head. He watched her grab little white box and held it up in front of them. "Okay so you have to look right here..." She pointed to the front camera "and you have to smile." So he did. He even leaned in a little closer to her. She snapped the picture then held it up to show him. "How does a guy look better than a girl in a picture amazes me." She giggled out. "This truly is amazing Brittani. I would like to see other things from your world maybe even travel there."

"Trust me Legolas here is much better then there. At least to me." He heard the hurt in her words but dared not question her. He was comfortable around her but he was also a little afraid of her. She spoke her mind and she was always so spritely. He decided he would pry maybe just a little. They were friends after all.

"Every time you or others mentions this world, I always here sadness in your voice. Why does it make you sad? Is there someone you miss? Did something bad happen to you?" he asked her with worried eyes. Rolling her eyes and leaning back on both her hands she glanced over at Legolas and asked him "So you really want to know?"

"Yes, I do." Mirroring her same sarcastic tone.

With smile she replied "only if I can braid your hair while I tell you about my fucked up life abroad."

"You want to braid my hair? Do you even know how to braid?"

Brittani looked at him like he was on drugs. "Are you kidding me? I'm a black girl! Pretty much all of us know how to braid hair!" she said pointing her finger at him.

"Fine you can braid my hair but don't mess it up." Jumping up and sitting on the stone bench Legolas was leaning on she began to section off his hair with her fingers. All the while telling him about her child hood. She definitely planned on leaving out how exactly she came to be injured in the woods. She did not need to be babysat any more than she was already. So began her tale of her life.

By the time Brittani was finished telling Legolas about her life of bouncing through foster care. The foster dad who got a little to touchy and she broke his jaw. Oh and also the story about how she thought she found her real parents but they turned out to be liars. Legolas had his whole head braided into an intricate fishtail pattern. Pulling out her compact that she kept on her at all times Legolas was impressed.

"I am at a loss for words Iman. I mean Brittani."

"You can call me Iman it is really not that big of a deal."

"Iman my hair is very good. It takes women ages to learn how to braid so intricately."

"It took me 2 weeks to learn. One of my foster parents was a beautician. She was the best one I ever had. She planned on adopting me but she passed away." Shrugging her shoulders and getting up Iman decided she was hungry. "I'm going to go to the kitchen and grab some food."

"I shall come with you." Legolas chimed in. So the 2 of them set off in search for some much needed food.