Mortal Elf Chapter 11, a lord of the rings fanfic

A/N: I own nothing.

***Chapter 11***

**Deirdre's POV**

I stumble back from the mirror, confusion marring my face. Glancing up at Galadriel, I see her smiling gently.

"You saw." I said hoping that she could explain what exactly was going on.

"I did." She said, her voice sounding soft and lovely as always. "Did you get the answers that you sought?"

"I don't know." I said, still confused. "I don't understand how I can be that elf."

"I know not how you came to be this way, but one day you may no longer be mortal. Your true form in this world may in fact be an elf." Galadriel tried to explain.

I thought this over for a moment. I knew that I would see the elf from my dream once again when I fall asleep. He had said that I would speak with him again once I had spoken with Galadriel. Then, my mind jumped somewhere else entirely.

"Who was that elf with Saffy?" I asked Galadriel, hoping that she may know who my friend was going to love.

"That I do know." Galadriel said with a smile. "Her name is Nimiwen. She resides here in Lothlorien, and is one of the warriors."

"Really?" I asked excitedly, I was so happy for Saffy her love was in Lothlorien. "Galadriel, if possible could I request a favor. I know this may seem odd, but you see the future. If ever a time comes when the elves go to aid another kingdom, can she go with?" I asked.

"I believe that I know of the time which you are speaking of. And I believe that may be possible. You may even meet her while you are here. She has an affinity for being at the practice fields often when she is here." Galadriel said, knowing what I was thinking and contributing in her own way to the romance that we both knew would happen.

"Thanks, Galadriel." I said brightly.

"You are welcome, Deirdre. Now go rest, otherwise your friends may wonder what you have been doing all night that made you sleep in." Galadriel said, her tone amused as she spoke.

I nodded my head to her and took my leave, returning to the camp and lying down with a smile on my face. Sleep came incredibly easy after that.

**Dream**

I was back on the beach and looked around for the male elf. Since he was nowhere in sight, I rushed into the water wanting to enjoy myself a little before he showed up for what was sure to be a serious conversation. The waves felt as amazing as they had the last time that I was here. It was fun and when I glanced back at the shore the elf was standing there waiting for me once again. When I made it back out of the water, he had an amused look on his face.

"Maybe I should stop bringing you here. You always get distracted by the ocean." He said, amusement clear in his voice.

"You could always enjoy yourself and join me in the water sometime." I said brightly, although my limbs were tired from playing in the water I was still really happy.

"I don't think that would help with having a conversation, I'm afraid." He said, still sounding amused at my childish nature.

"Right. So I talked to Lady Galadriel." I said getting us on topic.

"I know, otherwise I would not be here." He replied. "What do you think of what you saw in the mirror."

"I'm confused. I don't understand how I could be an elf. Both my parents are mortal, so therefore I should be as well."

"Physically, you are human. Or as human as your soul will allow. In your world that meant merely a pointed ear. But now that you are in Middle Earth, where there are such things as elves you are beginning to change."

"Wait. So you're saying that my mind and spirit are elven or something?"

"Your soul is that of an elf. One of the Valar wanted an elf warrior to come to Middle Earth from afar with knowledge of what would come to pass, which is why you were born in your world. But your soul longed to return to the land it truly belonged in."

"But how did Saffy get here then?"

"The inner longing to come to Middle Earth opened a portal of sorts, the fairy ring which you stepped in. Your friend walked into the fairy ring and was transported here just as you were."

"Oh." I said simply, not really understanding how to respond to what he told me. "What I saw in the mirror? Will that all come true?"

"The possibility of the events seen in the mirror is the highest. Though there may be a change, that is most likely going to be the future."

"So, I'm going to marry Legolas?" I asked.

"One day you may. It is not certain, but that chance lies in your future."

I nodded my head and looked back out over the ocean, thinking on what the elf had said. I understood looking into Galadriel's mirror that the mirror showed what may come to pass. There was no certainty in the future.

"It is time for you to awaken, Deirdre. Your friends will worry if you do not wake soon." He said, beginning to walk away down the beach.

"Wait. You still haven't told me who you are." I called out to him.

"One day you may meet me in the world, when you reach the grey havens or the Halls of Mandos." He told me just before he vanished.

***End Dream***

My eyes snapped open. Around me the fellowship was beginning to wake up, Frodo still slept tired from the night before. I stretched as I rose from my sleeping mat, as soon as I regained consciousness a smile spread across my face.

"Hey Saffy? After breakfast do you want to visit the training fields and get a little practice in?" I asked her.

"I guess it can't hurt." Saffy replied.

"Awesome." I said smiling at the thought of Nimiwen being at the training fields today and meeting Saffy.

Sam prepared breakfast and we all ate the wonderful food. There was a little more cheer today than there had been last night. Once the meal had been finished I stood up and grabbed both my blades. Saffy was moving a little slower, not sharing my enthusiasm for getting to the training fields. When I was completely ready and Saffy was taking forever, I rushed over to her and finished grabbing her stuff then dragged her to the practice fields waving farewell to the fellowship who stared at me in confusion.

"Alright, spill. What is so special about the practice fields that you were practically jumping up and down in excitement to go?" Saffy asked me, she stopped on our walk there and stared at me.

"I spoke to Lady Galadriel last night." I said, starting out simple.

"Oh? Spill." Saffy said again, sounding as she did back when we sat on my bed having 'girl talk'.

"Well, I've had a few dreams. Where a male elf speaks to me, the same elf each time and in the same place." I began, trying to explain what I was thinking. "He came and talked to me again last night about what I had seen in Galadriel's Mirror. He said, that my soul was that of an elf and that it was placed into a human body when I was born, which is why my ear is pointed my soul was altering my body."

There was a look of concentration on Saffy's face, a look typically reserved for the AP courses that she took in mass quantity in high school. She was obviously digesting what I told her. As this happened I decided to continue walking, which she began and walked along with me.

"I saw what may be the future in Galadriel's mirror, the things that we know will come to pass as the fellowship ends and the war of the One Ring completes. But also of life here after that, I get married and you find love and we all leave for the grey havens together." I said my words coming out softly as I figure out the best way to phrase them.

"You know who we are going to marry?" she asks me.

"I know who there is a high possibility of us marrying, though I'm not sure if you ever get married. My wedding was included in the vision, but there was nothing of yours." I said making sure she understood what I was saying in that we had no way to guarantee what would happen.

"So why are we going to the practice fields?"

"Because, there is absolutely no way to have 'girl talk' with a bunch of males around." I lied.

Saffy didn't realize that it was a lie, I had gotten good at hiding the truth, it was a skill of mine. Something that some of the time I was proud of and others it made me feel guilty. But I pushed that thought from my mind as we continued walking to the practice fields.

There were a few elves in the field, but none of them was Nimiwen. I frowned for a moment, then pulled my cloak off. Saffy did the same, we both drew our dual swords out. Standing facing one another we both smiled. This was going to be for fun as well as kind of for practice, after all when it came down to leaving Lothlorien we would need to be able to fight again.

"First blood?" I asked, questioning the guide lines for this fight. Once it would come down to drawing blood it would be time for it to end, otherwise we might get angry at the other for causing a wound and the fight could turn deadly.

Dueling with dual swords was more difficult than with only one. It would be easier to slice down orcs with the second blade, but meeting blows was a little different. Especially considering that we didn't want to hurt one another. The clashing of swords rang out from the practice fields, with every strike the sound resonated around the practice field. It was like an elegant dance between the two of us, the swords extensions from our arms. And it felt amazing, having the endorphins flowing through my body, the adrenaline, but still knowing that I didn't have to fear for my life.

The clashing continued for a while, minutes went by but the fight felt timeless. There was only the slight strain in my muscles reminding me that time did matter and that I didn't have the strength to wield both blades forever. I don't know how it happened. A scream issued from Saffy as my sword missed hers and dragged along her arm. Then just as her scream began to subside, the pain of her blade drawing across my skin caused me to issue out a cry of my own. We stopped moving, our arms falling down to our sides as the blades dropped from our hands. I immediately grasped at the cut, applying pressure to the cut. It wasn't a deep gash and only a small amount of the red liquid seeped onto my palm, and oozed between my fingers. I picked up my swords and sheathed them.

Apparently, a crowd had gathered around to watch the two of us fight. When we both cried out, they had begun to rush in until noticing that the swords were still raised. But when I sheathed my swords some of the elves came over to me. Grabbing me by the lower part of my injured arm, and leading me toward a bench where they sat me down.

"That was a good match." The elf said as he pulled the sleeve of my dress apart, revealing the gash on my forearm.

"Thank you." I said distractedly, my eyes followed the female elf attending to Saffy's own wound.

The elf had long blonde hair and had a quiver of arrows strapped across her back along with a bow. A long blade hung down at her side. Resisting the urge to smile, I watched the encounter. My arm was bandaged rather quickly, Saffy's took longer. When I was finished I stood up and glanced over at Saffy and her elf.

"I'm heading back to camp. Why don't you hang out here? I'm done practicing for the day." I called to her as I began heading in the direction of camp.

When I glanced back at her she nodded her head and there was a grateful look on her face. It seemed that she was going to be hanging around the practice fields more often. I arrived in camp to find most of the group still there. I unfastened the swords from my waist and picked up my bow and arrow. There was bound to be a target somewhere around here, probably close to the practice fields.

"Legolas, do you know where I can go to practice with my bow?" I asked a little embarrassed.

"There is a range beyond the practice fields, you can go there." He said with a smile.

I nodded my head and left in the direction of the archery range that he had mentioned.

**Legolas' POV**

I watched Deirdre walk away from the camp once more, confused as to where Saffron had gone, as they had left camp to train together about half an hour prior. After a few minutes, I also left the fellowship, walking into the woods and then heading in the direction that Deirdre had gone.

Standing on the edge of the cover beside the archery range, I watched as Deirdre, being the only one using this field at the moment, notched an arrow and fire it into a tree. Her aim seemed much better, especially compared to her hitting herself in the forehead and then missing the tree for a time. I watched for a few minutes, waiting for Saffron to show up and keep her company as she fired the arrows.

When most of her arrows were buried into the body of the tree, all rather close together, she walked forward to retrieve the arrows and an idea struck me. She hadn't noticed me, so I thought maybe I could pay her back for all the times that she had teased me. I slipped from my place and drawing one of the knives from my boots, held the flat side of the blade against her neck as my arm wrapped around her waist. Her body was rigid in my grasp, and she was pressed firmly against me. The sweet scent of vanilla wafted off of her, it was stronger now than it had been before.

"You are lucky we are in Lothlorien. Otherwise an orc may have gotten the same upper hand on you that I managed." I said with a smile into her ear, causing her body to tighten once again. "I doubt you could do much damage with your bow this close up."

A smile tugged on her lips, and I could see her cheeks rise as she smiled. She turned around in my arms to face me, then pulled my body tight against her. I breathed in sharply at the close contact, enjoying the feel of her pressing herself further into me. That is, until she moved her leg behind my knees and knocked me to the ground. I hit the ground with a thump and the landing hurt to some extent.

"Who said that I needed the bow?" She questioned, her voice coming out huskily.

She was trying to hold my shoulders down with just her arms. I gave a smile as she said this. Then I grabbed her wrists, pulled them across my body so she fell across me and rolled so that I was now pinning her to the ground, with her legs on either side of me.

"Considering you just got pinned once more. I do." I said with a smirk.

She squirmed beneath me, accidentally grinding herself against me. She gasped when she realized what she had done and she looked almost apologetic. Now that wouldn't do. I thought to myself. I leaned down nearer to her, her struggling was minimal now. Her breathing had quickened as I neared her face. I was sure that I was looking triumphant at getting her struggling to halt. A look appeared in her eyes as though she just had a brilliant idea. And before I could think of anything, I felt her warm lips pressing against mine. I was shocked for a moment, but decided that maybe for once I could act now and think later, and kissed her back. Her tongue brushed against my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I opened my mouth and as she tentatively began exploring my mouth, I pressed down harder and tasted hers. She tasted as sweet as fresh fruit. My hands released her wrists and moved to support me over her, while her hands reached up behind my back. Before I knew it she had reversed our position so that she was straddling me and had me laying on my back on the ground. She pulled away from our kiss, her face flushed a bright pink. She leaned down for a second and placed a quick chaste kiss on my lips. Then she stood up and left. Grabbing her bow and arrows and leaving the practice field before I had time to stand up.

**Deirdre's POV**

Wow, I had kissed Legolas. I thought as I hastened back through the woods, not planning on returning to camp just yet and went to the river. I needed a little while to calm the flush that had undoubtedly spread across my face. My fingers touched my swollen lips, they felt softer after kissing him. It had been something that I discovered, lips always grew softer after a make-out session. And while that hadn't been a full on session, it was the start of one. I could feel my face growing redder as I thought. He had tasted better than any guy I had ever kissed before, almost sweet. Girls tasted sweet normally, not guys. I had kissed girls before, there were a lot of games of truth or dare and I've never which resulted in all sorts of different experiences. And kissing my female friends had been some of those experiences. I pressed my lips together, trying to rid my mind of the thought. Yeah, I had liked kissing him, and would be more than willing to do it again. I don't know how much practice he has had, but he was definitely not a bad kisser. But I wasn't sure that this was the best time to start a relationship, I mean there was a chance I was going to die pretty soon. Sure he was going to live, and Galadriel's mirror had suggested that I would live. But one can never be certain.

I removed my boots and pulled my dress up a little. I dipped my toes into the cool water, then searched out a rock that stood on the edge of the river. Once upon the rock, I sat down and let my feet dangle into the water. The cool water felt lovely on my feet, and the icy feeling pierced up to my ankles. Leaving my feet in the water, I laid back on the rock and stared up at the sky. I stayed this way until the sun had sunken down on the horizon. My feet were numb from the cold, I pulled them out of the water and slipped my boots back on. My stomach growled for the first time.

When I arrived back in camp the fellowship was just beginning to eat dinner. Sam was still serving out the food that he had prepared. I would miss him when he left with Frodo, to be honest I wasn't sure that I trusted Aragorn, Gimli, or Legolas' cooking. Wasn't even too sure about Saffy, it seemed that though we spent so much time together, it was never at her house and when it came to cooking it was normally me.

"Are you hungry, Miss Deirdre?" Sam asked me.

"Yes, thank you Sam." I said with a smile, when my name had been said Legolas had glanced up at me.

He looked slightly uncomfortable to be here. Welcome to the Awkward zone. I thought, too bad I didn't have my t-shirt with me. It was from a webcomic that I liked to read, and had a picture of two guys in fancy clothing drinking beer together with the title "Defeat Awkwardness with Maximum Ridiculosity". I took the food that Sam offered me and took a seat beside Merry and Pippin. Glancing around the encampment I noticed that Saffy wasn't here.

"I take it Saffy has yet to return?" I asked with a smile on my face.

"No, she hasn't. But I take from your smile you know where she is?" Aragorn asked.

"Not in the slightest. However, I have a good idea who she is with." I said, my smile once again appearing on my face.

"Oh?" Was the question from the Aragorn as the hobbits piped up with their "Who?"

"You can find out when Saffy comes back." I said smugly.

With a few disgruntled noises at being denied the latest gossip, the conversation lulled.

"So where have you been all this time?" Merry asked me.

"Well, I sparred a little with Saffy, then worked a little on archery and finally went down and relaxed by the river." I said.

I could feel piercing eyes upon as I spoke, and I knew that if I looked up, Legolas would be staring at me. But I kept my eyes averted as I ate my dinner and removed my bow and quiver and set it down on my bed roll.

This was what I was always afraid of. The one time that I had actually started something, it became awkward almost immediately. I was currently wishing that I hadn't kissed him, but the tension had been driving me insane.

It was a quiet somewhat awkward evening, I had been avoiding meeting Legolas' intense gaze. The quiet was brought to an end when Saffy arrived back into camp. She was alone, though I couldn't blame her. As soon as she stepped into camp I jumped up from my seat and quickly rushed to grab her. I grabbed her hand and literally dragged her back to where our bedrolls lay.

"Spill. Or do I have to drag you off into the forest?" I demanded, wanting to know how her day went.

The eyes of the fellowship were upon us as Saffy sighed, she had to have known that this was coming. After all, this was me, and 'girl talk' was well 'girl talk'. She motioned slightly with her head to imply that she would prefer we go into the forest instead of talk about this while the males were within hearing distance.

"Fine." I sighed out, slightly exasperated that she was stalling about spilling, but at the same time I understood that she didn't want the others to hear.

So I stood up and began dragging her into the woods toward the river and away from the rest of the fellowship.

"So, now that the boys are out of hearing distance. Spill." I ordered.

"Alright. Her name is Nimiwen and she is really hot." Saffy said.

"Yeah, well what did you do all day?" I asked.

"We mainly just hung out and talked. We ended up eating at her talan and then I came back to the encampment."

"What is she like?"

"Well, she is an elf but she also has the brave part of her. She's a warrior, you know. She has that more reserved nature in front of people, but she can be a lot of fun."

"And? Do you think that she likes you? Do you like her? Did you get a hug before you came back? Did she walk you part of the way back?"

"I think she may like me, and yeah so far I like her too. She walked me as far as the training fields and yes I got a hug."

I couldn't help it, I squealed. Then jumping up I gave her a tight hug with a massive smile on my face. Suddenly there was a rustling in the bushes as Aragorn, Boromir, and Legolas came rushing through the underbrush weapons drawn as they stared at us. I laughed when I saw them.

"What happened? Are you alright?" Aragorn asked, concern flooding his voice.

"I thought you said that the borders of Lothlorien are well guarded?" I teased him.

"They are. But there was a sound that sounded like you were being attacked." Aragorn explained, at this point he Boromir and Legolas all put away their weapons.

"No, that was just Di's happy squeal." Saffy explained.

Their faces made the expression of "Oh", and Boromir turned and walked away into the bushes, shaking his head and chuckling as he went. Obviously he was amused that when I got excited I sounded like I was being murdered.

"Sorry" I muttered, ashamed that I had been causing trouble accidentally.

"Well, as long as you aren't dying." Aragorn said and he and Legolas turned back around heading back to camp.

As soon as they left we both cracked up that my squeal had caused them to come rushing to our aid. It may be different for them having women be put in dangerous situations and fighting through it, that now they were all used to responding and treating us like damsels in distress.

"Anyway. Now your turn. Where did you disappear off to?" Saffy asked, reminding me of the awkward tension between Legolas and I.

I dropped my head into my hands and groaned. Shaking my head back and forth I kept the light from my eyes and my head down as I spoke.

"I kissed Legolas."

Dead Silence. I think the world paused for a moment at that point, at least the world right around me and Saffy.

"Awesome."

"No, not awesome. Right after I kissed him, he had this shocked look on his face, so I just took off. And now it's massively awkward whenever we are in the same area. I can't look him in the eyes."

"I have an idea. Talk to him."

"Oh, yes. Right now I'm going to go walk up to him with everyone around and say 'Sorry I kissed you. If I had known it would bother you I wouldn't have done it.' That's exactly how I want the rest of the fellowship to see me."

"What do you plan on doing then? Just keep going on with the fellowship not looking at him. How do you suppose that is going to work? There are only the ten of us, you have to interact with him at some point." Saffy pointed out.

"I know." I said miserably. "But I don't know how I would go about talking to him about it. You know I have never been good when it comes to taking control."

"Di, you have to do something. You can't just sit back and wait for things to fall apart."

"I know, I just don't know how to do it."

"We should probably head back to camp. I'm sure they are worried about what is going on with us." Saffy said.

We began walking back through the trees to the camp and settled down with the fellowship for the night.

**Legolas' POV**

After the shriek was heard and we went to find if Deirdre and Saffron were alright, we began walking back to the camp. But there was something tugging on my consciousness, we got about halfway back to the camp when I looked to Aragorn.

"I think I'm going to go for a walk." I said to him, he nodded his head understanding that I didn't want to go back to the fellowship. Not right now.

So once he had continued on back to the camp, I turned back around and began walking back toward where we had left the girls. I'm not sure why, but it was tugging on me that I needed to talk to Deirdre and clear the air about earlier. I couldn't understand why she had just taken off. I mean sure, I leaned in first, but she was the one who initiated the kiss as well as the minor wrestling match beforehand.

I waited within the treeline, not wanting to interrupt them but wanting to speak with Deirdre. And because of this I heard their conversation.

"No, not awesome. Right after I kissed him, he had this shocked look on his face, so I just took off. And now it's massively awkward whenever we are in the same area. I can't look him in the eyes." Deirdre said, making me hurt a little inside.

I hadn't known that I had made a shocked face after she had kissed me. But honestly, she did surprise me with the kiss but even more when her soft body left me alone. I thought she had been regretting what had happened, which was why she avoided looking at me at camp.

"I have an idea. Talk to him." Saffron said, that girl was a genius and I only hoped that Deirdre would take her advice.

She shouldn't apologize for kissing me, I thought, I should be thanking her and then promptly kissing her myself.

"I know." Deirdre said, she sounded miserable as the words came out. "But I don't know how I would go about talking to him about it. You know I have never been good when it comes to taking control."

If that is what it takes to get her to talk to me again, to meet my eyes, then taking control is just a simple matter.

"Di, you have to do something. You can't just sit back and wait for things to fall apart."

"I know, I just don't know how to do it."

"We should probably head back to camp. I'm sure they are worried about what is going on with us." Saffron said.

I heard them stand up and began walking away from both them and the camp, not wanting to show up merely moments before them from the same direction. Or them running into me on the way back to camp. So I took a brisk walk around the wood. My mind churning about how I would fix things with Deirdre. Once the idea had come to me, I turned back around and headed to the encampment.

She was awake when I walked back into the encampment. I had been gone long enough that the others had all lain down for the night and fallen asleep. But her and her restless nights, which more often than not worked in my favor, kept her awake for me to approach.

***End Chapter 11***

Alright everyone, that's it. I apologize in advance but there may be a delay before I can get the next chapter up. I'm going to be in the process of using a new beta, being Lady of Em, rather than having to try and grammar correct it myself. It shouldn't take too very long, but I'm not promising that it will be up by the normal time.

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