Disclaimer: I do not own Lord of the Rings, its characters, plot or anything else to do with it. I own my OC Clara. I also own any other OCs(besides Melinda), changes and anything else I added.
Arianna Le Fay: Yep it's a love triangle, you'll have to wait and see ^_^
Weighty Ghost: Of course I'm going to explain the locket. Clara's father had the locket made for her, hence why her name was on it. If it had been her mother's then the name on it would've been Christa. Everything will be explained don't worry.
Notes before you read: Frodo Baggins is 3 ft 6in in height and Clara is 5 ft 6in.
Frodo Baggins, book in hand, walked through the forest about half a mile from Hobbiton. He was about to sit down to relax against a tree when he noticed something black on the deep green grass a few yards away. He placed his book down and slowly made his way over. As he got closer he realized it was a woman in a black dress lying in the grass on her side. Her light brown hair was covering her face as it fanned out around her. She was no hobbit; she looked to be two feet taller than him. Frodo's eyes widened and he quickly went over to her.
"Miss?" He asked as he kneeled in front of her. He could see her back slowly rising and falling assuring him she was alive. He slowly reached down and moved her hair from her face slowly, brushing it behind her ear. He took note of the barley noticeable point to them. "Miss?" He asked. The woman didn't stir. "Miss, are you alright?" He gently shook her shoulder. She began to stir and her eyes fluttered open slowly. Green met blue and both of their eyes widened. Clara sat up suddenly with a yelp of surprise. Frodo fell back in surprise at her outburst. Clara crawled back as best she could in her dress, breathing heavily.
"Where-? How-?" She breathed. She looked around with wide eyes before her eyes landed on the hobbit. Frodo blinked from his spot on the ground.
"A-Are you alright?" He asked.
"You-you're…." She pointed at him and struggled to find a word. "S-small." She said bluntly. Frodo blinked again.
"That is to be expected for a hobbit." he said with a slight chuckle. "Are you an Elf?"
"An elf?" Clara's eyes widened.
"You ears have a point to them and you're too tall to be a hobbit." Frodo said.
"My ears have always looked like this." Clara muttered as she covered them.
"I meant no offence by it." Frodo said quickly when he noticed her frown. He stood up and walked up to her with a polite smile. "Are you alright?" He asked with genuine concern. Clara swallowed.
"Where am I?" She asked in a small voice as she lowered her hands.
"The Shire." Frodo said simply.
"The what-?" Clara's eyebrows came together in confusion. "A-And what's a hobbit?"
"The Shire." Frodo said with a small frown. "And I'm a hobbit." He said putting a hand to his chest. "I'm Frodo Baggins." He said with a smile.
"Clara Kingsley- uh I mean Drake… Clara Drake." she said before looking around. She put a hand on her locket only to find it missing. "My locket!" she gasped as she felt around her neck. Clara suddenly stood and Frodo took a few steps back. "Where did it go?" She looked around frantically before looking down at Frodo. "I-I lost my locket, it's heart shaped with a diamond on it, at least I think it's a diamond…" she muttered.
"I'm sorry, I haven't seen it." He said shaking his head.
"It has to be nearby." Clara said before walking around Frodo and looking around at the ground.
"I'll help you look for it." Frodo said as he began to look as well. Clara suddenly stopped. She turned to Frodo.
"You said we were in the Shire, where is that?" She asked. Frodo blinked.
"Uh… here." He said.
"No no I mean... what city are we in."
"We're not in any city, Miss." Frodo said with a frown.
"Can you... Um.." She looked around. "Can you point me to the nearest phone or gas station?" Frodo looked adorably confused.
"A what?" He blinked as he tilted his head to the side.
"Can you get me out of the woods?" Clara asked biting her bottom lip again. "After I find my locket, I mean."
"Of course." Frodo smiled comfortingly before motioning her to follow him. "My uncle Bilbo has maps, I'm sure he could help you."
"Bilbo?" Clara muttered. "Such strange names." Frodo looked back at her, his smile still on his face.
"Clara is a rather strange name." He said. "But it is a pretty one." he added with a smile.
"Thank you, Mr. Baggins." Clara said giving a small, but weak, smile back.
"Just call me Frodo." He told her. Clara nodded. "Now, let's find this locket of yours."
"Thank you."
"You've already thanked me." he told her with a smile.
"I know."
"Ah! Is this it?" Frodo asked as he picked something up. Clara's eyes widened.
"My locket!" she gasped. Frodo smiled as he handed it to her. She quickly put it on and felt a sigh of relief. "I've never taken it off before… the clasp isn't broken so it couldn't have fallen off." She muttered.
"Shall we see my uncle?"
"Oh yes, thank you again." Clara said. Frodo smiled.
…
"They're all staring at me." Clara said quietly to Frodo, hugging herself, as they walked down a dirt road through Hobbiton and past other hobbits.
"Well, Men normally don't come here. For many of them it's a first." Frodo said with a shrug, not admitting that for himself, too, it was a first.
"I'm a woman…" Clara said as she bit her bottom lip.
"Oh, no I didn't mean to call you a man I was saying that the race of Men not men… does that make sense."
"Kind of… you could say human, can't you?"
"Oh well, Hobbits are humans too." Frodo explained.
"My brain is starting to hurt." Clara said with a forced chuckled.
"I'll try explaining again later, just don't mind them. We're almost there." Clara swallowed.
"Thank gods. I stick out like a sore thumb." Frodo chuckled slightly and gave Clara a reassuring look when he noticed her frown. She gave him a small grateful smile back. The two walked through the Hobbiton till they reached Bag End. Frodo opened the door and Clara slowly ducked down and followed him inside. Frodo told Clara to wait there then called for his cousin and walked down a hallway.
"Here, here!" Clara heard an older, yet equally short, man shout before said man turned the corner from the kitchen. He noticed Clara and blinked. Her face flushed as she stood there awkwardly. Frodo came back and walked up to the man.
"Bilbo, this is Clara Drake. I found her unconscious out in the woods." Frodo explained.
"Oh dear." Bilbo frowned and walked over to Clara. "Well come in, come in, dear girl." He said motioning for her to come through the study into the kitchen. Clara hesitantly walked over, she didn't have to duck too much, and entered the kitchen. "Sit sit. Don't worry the chairs are sturdy." Bilbo said motioning to the dining table. Clara slowly sat in a chair and swallowed. "Would you like some tea, cheese?" He asked. Clara shook her head.
"N-no thank you."
"You act as though you've never seen a hobbit."
"I-I haven't."
"Nor heard of them?" Bilbo asked. Clara shook her head looking between the two Baggins'. Frodo had sat down at the table across from her while Bilbo remained standing. "Hmm…" Bilbo hummed in thought.
"To be perfectly honest I don't even know where I am or what happened." Clara said quietly.
"Why don't you start from the beginning? That's always a good place to start." Bilbo said with a smile.
"My sister was throwing a party at our new place and… I could've sworn I heard something from outside in the woods…"
"Do you remember what is was?"
"It was a voice… it wasn't speaking English though."
"English?" Frodo asked.
"Yeah… what we're speaking right now." Clara said when the two looked at her curiously.
"Oh, the common tongue."
"That's what you call it?" Clara asked. The two nodded. "There can't be that many languages then…"
"Oh there are quite a few." Bilbo said.
"How many are there where you're from?" Frodo asked.
"Uh I think there's like… over 6,000." Clara said with a shrug. Bilbo and Frodo's eyes widened. "I can only speak three of them."
"Uh, do you remember what you heard the voice saying?" Bilbo asked after composing himself.
"Um… sell… sell something… it said nin twice."
"Elvish." Bilbo said recognizing the word.
"It said something about an Ellen too."
"Elen?"
"Yeah."
"Do you know what it means?" Frodo asked his cousin.
"I'm afraid I do not." Bilbo said as he shook his head. "What happened after that?"
"My locket started glowing." Clara took out her locket and Bilbo leaned forward to look at it. "Then I felt this pull into the woods so I went in… and that's all I remember. The next thing I know I'm being woken by Frodo." Clara said. Bilbo frowned in thought.
"Hmm... Very strange. Where did you say you were before these events happened?"
"At the estate my grandmother left for me in Holmes Chapel."
"Where?"
"Holmes Chapel." She received confused looked from both hobbits.
"England." She said. The poor hobbits looked even more lost. "Europe. Planet Earth."
"You mean Middle Earth?" Frodo asked.
"Middle?" Clara shook her head. "No just- just Earth." The hobbits looked at one another. Bilbo looked to have an idea as he held up a finger before he walked into the study. There was some shuffling and soon he came back with a map. He placed it on the table in front of Clara.
"Where is this estate located?" He asked. Clara looked at the map utterly bewildered.
"What is this map of?" She asked with a frown.
"Middle Earth." Bilbo said as if it were obvious. Frodo reached over and pointed at a section of the map.
"This is where we are now, the Shire," He moved his finger over an inch. "more specifically Hobbiton."
"I don't recognize anything on this map." Clara said shaking her head. "This... This can't be right." She put a hand over her mouth. "This has got to be some weird… and extremely vivid dream." Clara said as she began to nod slowly. "That's it; I'm simply dreaming." She let out a breathy laugh. "I can wake up whenever I want." She closed her eyes and willed herself to wake up. A moment later she opened them to see the two hobbits blink at her.
"I'm afraid you're quite awake, dear." Bilbo said.
"But.. how? I must have fell and hit my head or something otherwise." The two looked at her sympathetically. "Right? …What am I going to do?" Clara said burying her face in her hands. "I don't know where I am, I've no where to stay, I'm lost..."
"Why don't you stay here?" Frodo suggested.
"Where? This place is so small." Clara said, her voice slightly muffled by her hands. She lifted her head and brushed a hand through her hair, letting out a shaky breath.
"You're only a couple feet taller, you can fit in the spare room." Frodo said.
"I once had thirteen dwarves in this small house." Bilbo said with a chuckle.
"Dwarves?" Clara said blinking.
"Oh my.." Bilbo said noting her confused expression on her face and the disbelieving tone in her voice. "What, my dear, do you know about Middle Earth?"
"Absolutely nothing but the fact that there are people half my size and apparently dwarves exist." Clara said.
"Well, we are called hobbits, halflings." Bilbo clarified. "And along with dwarves there are elves, orcs, goblins-"
"Wait wait- I'm sorry to interrupt but orcs? Goblins?" Clara asked.
"And elves." Frodo added with a nod. "Do you not have any where you're from?" Clara shook her head.
"We only have… well humans." Clara said. "But not hobbits, we have really short humans but they're just shorter not smaller." Frodo looked shocked but a bit amazed. He wanted to know more about the foreign place that Clara had come from.
"Frodo, why don't you prepare the guest bedroom while Clara and I talk?" Bilbo suggested. Frodo frowned but nodded before he left the room. Bilbo looked at Clara. "I'm sure you're frightened; you're far from home in a place completely unfamiliar to you." Clara nodded. Bilbo took a kettle from its place hanging over a fire and poured the water into a smaller tea pot. He put the kettle back and pushed a small plate with bread and cheese on it towards Clara. "I want you to know you're welcome here; stay as long as you wish." He said before he poured her a cup of tea.
"Thank you for being so kind to me even though I'm a complete stranger." Clara said.
"It's nice to see a new pretty face." Bilbo said with a smile which made Clara smile back. She brushed her hair behind her ear and Bilbo tilted his head. "Your ears… are you certain you're of the race of Men?"
"What? Oh-" Clara reached up to touch her ear. "Yeah, my ears have always had this little point to them."
"Does your sister have them as well?" Bilbo asked.
"Well, she's not my real sister; her parents adopted me when I was a baby." Clara explained.
"Oh." Bilbo nodded with a thoughtful frown.
Well we're finally in middle earth… how am I doing? I have the first movie for the story story pretty much done which never happens. I normally write as I post but now I just have to edit and revise as I post.
Before anyone says anything humans can have points to their ears too, not as much as a Hobbit or an Elf but they can have a point. People in real life have some points to their ears, Clara's ears didn't change when she got to middle earth, they've always been like that. (Maybe I should've mentioned it earlier but I forgot to.)
This was kinda short but I didn't update too long ago.