A.N/ Hi guys! Thank you so much for the lovely reviews! We were soooo happy... Like jumping around like a crazy woman happy. Anyway, I have good news and bad news. The bad news is we are going to be doing the NaNoWriMo during November so there won't be any updates during that month as we will all be working our butts off trying to write a 50,000 word story and keeping up with school work at the same time. But until then, I promise to bug Uma and Maddie as much as possible and I will try to post more often... (that's the good news :) Errrrr, so on with the story!

Random fact: Arwen is a version of the Welsh name Arwyn (meaning fair, as in beautiful). Just thought it would be appropriate, Wales and all...

Disclaimer: We own nothing you recognise, especially not a pair of insanely amazing twins ;)

Chapter 9 - Double Trouble

Fin's POV

Walking through the corridors of the Last Homely House, I wondered why Di seemed so nervous. She had been fine in our meeting with Elrond, happy even, and then she had suddenly decided to hide in her head, her pale face framed by her straight, ebony hair which swished as she walked, staring intently at the ground. Meanwhile, I chose to look at Glorfindel who was walking just in front of me. He was exactly as he had been described in the books, and he was right here with me! The real Glorfindel! Right in front of me! I was feeling quite embarrassed now, so I was glad that he had my back to me. We reached our rooms surprisingly quickly, and Glorfindel left us to relax, much to my disappointment. I began to wonder if I would see him tomorrow and I was so caught up in my own imagination that I hardly noticed the beautiful room I had been given. Removing myself from my fantasy world I looked around. The room had large open windows with beautiful carvings all around the edge and was furnished in pale green and beige. A carved wooden door with a brass handle led into an en-suite bathroom which contained a washbasin, a toilet, a bath and a shower. In the main room there was a mahogany dresser and desk and even a large oak wardrobe in the corner which had already been filled with beautiful elvish dresses for me.

In the centre of the room there was a large double bed with emerald green silk covers that reminded me of Glorfindel's eyes. It was four poster and the posts were carved with images of animals and plants, winding up the poles. The drapes over the bed were a pale green velvet. I sat gently on the edge of the squishy mattress and prodded the pillows and found, to my excitement, that they contained goose down. Looking down at myself and my incredibly dirty clothes I decided that it was time to make first use of my new bathroom. Putting my clothes in the laundry basket I got into the shower and washed myself off. I could feel the dirt sliding off my body and the clean replacing it. After using some jasmine scented shampoo and gel that they had so kindly provided I got out and dried myself off. Since my normal clothes were now in the wash I slid into a smooth, silken elvish dress. It was pale green like my room and it had golden edging.

Feeling refreshed I decided to see what was through the third door. I had not noticed it when I came in but it was definitely there now. I walked through to find a room almost identical to mine except it was furnished in scarlet and bronze. Suddenly the bathroom door of this room opened and Di came out wearing a towel. She took one look at me and groaned.
"So that is where that infernal door leads." She turned to face me again. "Your room." I chuckled as she grabbed a red dress and retreated into the bathroom to change. After a few seconds she returned and gave me a lopsided smile.
"Do you wish to go and collect some food with me? I find myself rather ravenous." I grinned at her extensive vocabulary. She had a larger mental dictionary that 99.9% of the adult population back on earth. The 0.1% is her father Artemis who has to be the cleverest man I have ever met (perhaps excluding Elrond). Diana had inherited his talents.

We walked down several corridors until I smelt food, at which point I began to follow my now very keen sense of smell. We arrived at a large hall decorated lavishly with tapestries. We sat down at the long table and began a quick conversation on what things we were not looking forward to seeing again. School was one of them, although Diana strongly disagreed.
"I am sorry. Are we interrupting something?" I turned to see two young identical elf men that looked strangely similar to Elrond.
"No." I replied quickly.
"Good. We thought you might be hungry." The first explained placing a bowl of warm soup in front of each of us. I drank and was immediately struck by how delicious this elven food was.
"I'm Elrohir by the way and this is my twin Elladan. We are Elrond's sons."
"I had guessed." They both laughed happily and I was surprised at how similar they seemed to Kelly. Not physically but they had the same laughter in their eyes. In fact it was so similar that I had to look away to stop myself from breaking down.
"We heard that you know things. Tell us something - anything." I looked up at them. They were staring at me like puppies waiting for treats.
"Arwen," I said turning back to my bowl of soup and drinking some more of the delicious liquid.
"Did you say Arwen?" I turned back again. They looked shocked.
"Indeed I did..."
"Yes I did," Elrohir sighed. "Our sister… She was with our mother when the orcs attacked them. My mother was kidnapped and," he paused, his face twisted with a deep sadness that wrenched at my heart. "Sorry, we don't really like to talk about it…" He gave me an awkward, half smile and I murmured in return,

"I understand." I knew what had happened to the twin's mother anyway. It was simply horrific and was one thing that I had hoped Tolkien had gotten wrong ever since we arrived in Middle Earth.

"Thank you," Elrohir let out a sigh of relief. "Even after all this time, it is as fresh in our memories as the day it happened. Our little sister was dead and mother mutilated beyond even my father's skilled hands."
"She's dead?" I was stunned. No Arwen? This was sad and shocking despite my hatred of the woman.
Well at least it saves you the trouble of killing her.
Seph's voice pointed out. I was still pretty shocked though.
"Yes…" Their eyes were sad so I stood up and hugged them to offer a little comfort. I felt bad for hating Arwen now, she must have been quite a lovely person for her brothers to love and miss her so much. Pulling back I smiled sadly.
"We came here with our sisters. We were very close but we had an argument over the stupidest thing and split up. I don't know if we'll ever see them again for, if we return home, they will not be coming with us." I closed my eyes and a tear trailed down my cheek.
My fault.
One of the twins touched my shoulder and wiped the tear away with his thumb.
"It will be Ok. It isn't your fault." I nodded my head as more tears escaped and he hugged me to his chest. I sat there sobbing for a while before pulling back.
"Thank you Lord Elladan." He nodded and gave a small smile before pushing my soup towards me, encouraging me to eat.

I finished off my soup at the same time as Di and we both stood up.
"Thank you my lords for your hospitality but I believe that it is time for us to retire to our rooms." I turned to leave but Elladan stopped me.
"It was our pleasure. But please just call us Elladan and Elrohir, lords is too formal. In fact, since I suspect that we shall grow to be great friends call me Dan and you can call him Roh."
I smiled slightly at the nicknames.
"Then you may call me Fin and her Di." The twins grinned and laughed again.
"Would you like us to give you a tour of Rivendell tomorrow?"
"Why certainly. We are already looking forward to it." said Di who proceeded to take my hand and lead the way back to our rooms. We were followed by their laughter almost all the way down the corridor.

I looked out over the valley. The corridor was open on one side so I had a perfect view of the crystalline waterfalls. I hadn't realised that the sun had set until that point and I found myself feeling suddenly tired. I said my goodnights to Di before retreating to my room. I changed quickly into a thin satin nightgown and slid beneath the silk covers, closing the bed drapes. I placed my head in the soft goose down pillow and basked in the comfort and warmth of my bed. The mattress seemed to be some natural memory foam and I mentally declared it the most comfortable bed I had ever slept in. I realised that I would lose all of this if we returned home and I feared it. I drowned the worrying thoughts with thoughts of tomorrow, all the possible activities. I fell into a deep, warm, comforting and happy sleep.

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