Special thanks to Constellationsoftears and Mizuki-the-dead. Your review and follows made me so happy! *Air high five* If you liked chapter one, hopefully you'll like chapter two and stick with me! Leave a review if you can; tell me what you like, don't like, what I should do to improve, if you hate me and what not.

I don't own The Hobbit and I don't know a lot about The Hobbit – so if you got some info, feel free to share – especially if anyone knows dwarfish words or phrases that would be awesome. Read somewhere that Westron is the language spoken in The Hobbit so I hope I at least got that right. : ) Fair warning – there is some mild cursing.

Wishing Well

**Two**

I took a seat on the grass under the east end of the bridge, facing the supporting pillar that was most distant from my house. I stared up at the concrete arches that had graffiti on them, thinking on what to do. I wanted to say I was like Wendy and could sense bad things so I could pinpoint the energy and –bam- cast it out but I couldn't. To be honest, I wasn't even one hundred percent sure this would work. My abilities weren't great and I didn't always get a sense of accomplishment whenever I finished a spell. Heck, even a few spells have back fired on me. The few times I was absolutely confident in my self was when I purified my old apartment that my ex and I shared and when I placed protection spells on my and Wendy's jewelry. When we were 12, Wendy went to Japan to visit some relatives and brought back some friendship bracelets for us. She gave me a dark jade beaded Buddha bracelet that had four silver beads in it that had the Kanji symbols for "Strength", "Honor", "Love" and "Courage" engraved on them. Wendy had gotten herself the same thing except hers in moonstone. We wore them all the time and I felt successful casting a protection charm on those. A bridge – not so much. Oh, here's some background information on this bridge so you'll understand why I'm so paranoid about it. Since the beginning of this month, five girls had been robbed or assaulted for their things on this bridge. Yeah people get attacked on campuses everywhere but this is a new record of assault and robberies in just one month here. Wendy and other girls (well people in general) walked the bridge daily and I was taking it upon myself to ensure their safety! Ba da da - Super El!

I sighed, figuring out the best thing I could do was a combination; I'd purify the bridge and cast a safe journey spell on it. I got up and pulled off my hoodie and tied it to my waist - why I put in on in this hot weather was beyond me. It had been cool and windy the other day but I guess Mother Nature was in a "let's make it hot" mood. I dug around momentarily into my satchel and pulled out a white stick of chalk. Carefully I began making the triquetra, or the trinity symbol, on a part of the concrete pillar that was free of graffiti. I started with the top, curving and dragging the chalk downwards towards the left creating a half circle. I continued on, slowly dragging the chalk back up a tiny bit and over to the right, moving across the first mark and making a rounded point on the left side. Once I was level with the left point on the right side, I drew the curve back up towards the top, creating another rounded point and closing the symbol where I first started. I pocketed the chalk then dug around in my bag, pulling out a lighter and a tea light candle. I lit the tea light and placed it in the bottom right position under the trinity symbol in the pentagram spot for fire.

"By fire be cleansed." I chanted.

I dug around in my satchel again and pulled out a small plastic baggie that held my vanilla scented incenses and pulled out a stick. I lit the end of it with the tea light and stuck the wooden end in the earth in the air position under the symbol.

"By air be cleansed."

I glanced around, making sure everything was still clear. So far so good! Quickly I made my way towards the river and dipped my hands into the cold water, cupping the liquid as best as I could in both my hands. I shuffled back to my spot and began pouring the water up and to the right above the tea light.

"By water be cleansed."

I ran back towards the edge of the bank and picked up a handful of wet dirt and tiny pebbles this time. I hurried back towards the pillar and began sprinkling the dirt and stones below and left near the incense completing the pentagram.

"By earth be cleansed." I finished, waiting till the flame and the incense went out before I made my way back up the bank and onto the bridge. There were a few joggers passing by and I gave them a polite nod when they looked over at me. Once they left I dug around in my bag for my amethyst crystal and began lightly dragging the stone over the concrete railings, leaving little marks as I walked across the bridge.

"Bless our journey and keep us from harm, with light of protection and amethyst charm." I murmured, keeping my voice low as I traveled. Some more people passed on by but they paid no attention to me, scuttling on about their business. "Our path be straight and free from strife, many more adventures left upon our life." I finished, reaching the end of the bridge. I quickly scanned around, seeing no people on the west end and dashed downhill to the bank and towards the pillar. I began drawing the triquetra again and repeated the same ritual I did on the other side, lighting a tea light and incense and sprinkling some water and dirt in the spots of the pentagram.

"By earth be cleansed." I finished off, waiting for the incense and tea light to go out. A slight breeze blew by and nothing happened. The bridge didn't collapse or catch on fire. A portal didn't appear in the river. Dead bodies didn't rise from the ground to devour us and aliens didn't abduct me.

Success!

I grinned and danced around, jumping up and down and pumping my fists into the air. Oh Wendy you were wrong – I just successfully completed an improvised spell to protect everyone who travel on this bridge. Woohoo! You are welcome everyone who may cross this bridge! I continued my victory dance, doing a cartwheel the same time another gust of wind blew on by. It was the most random, abnormal gust of wind and it made me tumble onto my butt when I was trying to land on feet.

"Fuuuuuudge." I whined from my seat on the ground. I was about to yell some profanities into the wind but a dark mass floating down the river caught my eye. It was just exiting out from under the shadow of the bridge and looked a lot like two bodies floating along. Well, one looked like it was floating, while the other appeared to be struggling to keep it and the other's head above water while it drifted on its back. I stared at it, thinking that it wasn't going to make it, flailing like it did in the middle of the river.

I sat there thinking. It could be dangerous - like the high school gym teacher always said, "Never jump into the water to rescue a drowning person because most likely they'll be panicking and drown you too." It's not like I was carrying one of those stupid, white, circular floatation devices in my satchel to toss to them. The moving body flailed some more, struggling for the shore.

I pushed myself from off the ground and ran toward the edge of the river, hauling ass like nobody's business. Saving two bodies from a river isn't really "something bad". I hoped it wasn't too late and that maybe Wendy's senses were off today.

(Wishing Well)

**In the wet, wet world of the White River**

Fíli struggled, body aching and mind spinning as he surfaced. He gasped for air, coughing up water and trying to replace the fluid in his lungs with air. He held Kíli close, leaning back so his brother could lay his back onto his chest and keep both their heads above water. Everything suddenly felt wrong to Fíli. Little black spots moved in and out of his field of vision as his eyes slowly began focusing on the white clouds in the blue sky above him.

First off, that was wrong. Last time he was above water, it was raining and cold and dreary. Now it was bright and warm. Well, the sunlight that was beaming on them was warm - the water was still cold. There was the faint sound of birds chirping that replaced the shouting of the company and the wind. That too, was wrong. Fíli pushed the inaccuracies out of his mind. They didn't matter at the moment. What was important right now was his and Kíli's safety and he could see a blurry image of the shoreline in the corner of his eye. He made some pitiful strokes to get to the safety of land. There was a sudden commotion of splashing coming somewhere out of Fíli's field of vision, causing him to tense up as he tried to turn over to better swim to shore.

"What in Durin's name is going on?" Fíli asked out loud to himself, finally reaching the shallower part of the river. Fíli pulled his brother up, trying to support him as he attempted walking but his legs trembled under him, fatigued from all the kicking in the water. His clothes were soaked and weighing him down, making moving more difficult than what it should have been. The being that had been making the noises was running through the water, stumbling about in the shallower end, saying things the dwarf couldn't recognize.

It was a female human dressed in the most ridiculous and slightly revealing outfit he'd ever seen. She had on a pair of blue, weird looking pants that clung to her legs and waist, a green sweater that was tied around her waist and a too revealing form of a black shirt that had thin straps covered her upper half, exposing too much of her chest, shoulders and arms. The person said something to him, wading in the water and reaching her arms out to them. She was about knee deep into the water when Fíli reached her. He didn't complain when she grabbed one side of his brother, placing Kíli's arm over her shoulder as she helped pull him towards land. He preferred the presence and aid of his kin but this person was helping and didn't appear to be threatening in any way.

"Thank you." He managed to say tiredly, looking over at the girl. She blinked at him, confusion appearing in her blue eyes. She opened her mouth to say something but decided against it as they stumbled onto the land. "My brother," Fíli panted, trying to regain his breath, "can you help him?" His lungs still burned and his body ached. Physically and mentally he was drained and didn't know what to do next. The blonde looked between him and Kíli, touching his brother's neck before she mumbled something in another language he wasn't familiar with.

(Wishing Well)

**Back to Elli**

I panicked.

First off, this guy was sputtering nonsense.

Complete gibberish.

Also, he looked like he just came from a Renaissance fair via river. His long, blond hair was a wet mess with stray strands and braids clinging onto his face. He had the weirdest form of mustache and beard combination, his mustache being braided with little clasps on the end. What really threw me off was the outfit he was wearing – thick, dark blue fabric that seemed like it was from some medieval era and a dark green coat that had some kind of fur trimming on it. He was completely soaked, his clothing clinging to him awkwardly making him looked like a drowned puppy. A weird, drowned, medieval puppy.

Cold, pale, and a little lifeless almost looked the same. Well, Lifeless (let's call him that) actually had long, dark hair and dark facial stubble instead of a beard. He looked mildly normal but his outfit was similar to whoever he was with. Dark blue material piled on in layers with intricate stitching on the ends and also completely soaked. He too had a hooded coat on him. Blondie said something to me, causing me to stare at him. He motioned to the body on the ground and I blanked out. Wendy's the nurse, not me. My brain couldn't comprehend what I should do next and Lifeless wasn't looking too good.

"If I was Wendy, what would I do?" I whispered to myself, wide eyed and tense. I reached out a trembling hand and placed my fingertips against Lifeless's throat.

When in doubt, check the pulse I guess. I could feel a faint pulse racing under my fingertips. Okay, he's still pumping blood. Good.

Blondie eyed me cautiously, tensed up just about as much as I was and looking ready to attack. I moved my fingers off whatever artery that was in his neck and placed the palm of my hand over Lifeless's mouth. I glanced down at his chest and watched for any rise and fall. Warm air grazed my palm and I could see the slightest movement of his chest moving up and down. There was something that came next after checking pulses and signs of breathing. I couldn't quite remember what that was so the only next logical thing that popped into my head was to hit him.

Wendy would have lost it if she saw me do this.

I quickly glanced at Blondie and muttered a quick apology as I turned his friend over onto his side and delivered some hard hits to the guy's back. There was a sudden gasp from the man and then a coughing fit as he began coughing up whatever water he had gotten into his lungs. Blondie grabbed his friend and tried to get the man to focus on him, shaking him a bit and saying things I couldn't understand. The now slightly alive man's eyes fluttered momentarily and he mumbled something before coughing up some more water and going unconscious.

"Are you alright?" I asked. It was useless, really. It's not like we could understand each other. I reached out and turned the brunette's head towards me, catching a glimpse of something trailing down the side of his face I hadn't noticed before. I made a face, grimacing as my fingers touched the thin line of blood running down from the side of his head. I quickly unwrapped the sweater from around my waist and pressed it up against his head, earning a hiss from him.

Noises meant he was doing good, right? I wiped off whatever blood I could see before tossing my sweater over my shoulder. "Let's get him out of here." I stated to Blondie, slipping one of Slightly Alive's arms around my shoulder while I held him around the waist. Blondie did the same on the opposite side and followed me up the hill. A crowd started forming on the sidewalk and people were stopping what they were doing to stare at us as we awkwardly walked towards them.

"Is everything alright? Do you need us to call 911?" A few people asked, eyeing us suspiciously. Blondie was glancing around wearily and protectively holding his friend close as I lead the way, brushing everyone aside. I was getting the vibe that this guy was about to attack the next person that came too close to him. It didn't help that they looked funny and wet which was probably drawing everyone in.

"Nope. We're good. Just a couple of college kids getting a little too drunk by the river." I stated, hoping everyone would take the lie and would back off. A few people began leaving, not wanting to actually deal with us (probably because there was a crazy looking guy shooting glares at everyone) and eventually the crowd dispersed. I waited on the sidewalk, glancing left and right to make sure no cars were coming by before I stepped into the street. The house was literally right across the street and I thought that maybe if I got over there quick enough I could figure out what in the world was going on before Wendy came back. Unfortunately Blondie yanked me back, eyeing the road cautiously and glaring between me and it like he was expecting it to swallow us whole. I rolled my eyes at him and pulled on forward.

"C'mon. Please." I begged, pulling him along. He hesitantly gave in, putting one foot onto the black asphalt to test it before following me across the street. We darted through the yard and up to the porch, scrambling into the house. Oh Gods, Wendy was gonna kill me.

(*****)

I paced back and forth, covering my mouth with my hands as I crossed form one end of the living room to the other. Weirdo One and Two (I can't keep calling them Blondie and Slightly Alive) were in Wendy's room. My room was a total wreck and hers was the cleanest and closest place to get too. I managed to get the two in there and the second Weirdo One set the other guy down on the bed I bolted out of the room. It hadn't even been five minutes and I was pacing back and forth, violently glancing at the clock on the DVD player every so often. Wendy was coming home soon and she was gonna flip. Freak out. Murder me. Murder them. Destroy the world!

Actually I had no clue what she'd do but it wasn't going to be good.

"What am I gonna do?!" I yelled, covering my face with my hands. I heard the squeak of the knob turning and then the door opening.

Wendy was home.

There was the usual thud of her book bag hitting the floor and I looked up to see Wendy standing in the doorway in her olive green scrubs, staring at the floor. Maybe she was in a nursing kind of mood since she was in uniform and would be all about taking care of the two in her room.

"Why is the carpet wet?" She asked, looking up at me.

"I was in the river." I blurted out, causing her to make a face at me.

"Are you okay?"

"Mmhmm." We eyed each other cautiously for a moment.

"Before you freak out," I began, cringing in fear. "There are two guys in your room." There was a quiet pause between us and I feared she'd freak out.

"What?"

Well that wasn't that bad. She stared at me, wide eyed and fearful as if I said I brought serial killers home. Oooh, didn't think about that. I possibly could have. That could've been the bad thing she was feeling.

"They were in the water and they were drowning and I didn't know what to do…"

"So you brought them home? Did it not occur to you to call 911?!" Wendy shouted, quickly walking towards her room. "Are they okay?"

"I don't know, I kinda just left them in your room." Wendy whipped around and stared incredulously at me.

"You just left them?" I wasn't scoring any brownie points with her today. "Did you talk to them about going on the hospital? Oh my God, El, they could be dead. In my room." I cringed again.

"I kinda can't."

"Why not?"

"They're a little weird. And they don't speak English." I added timidly. Wendy stopped in front of her door as it slowly creaked open. Weirdo One was peering out at us from behind the door. I blinked a few times and stared between the two. I never really noticed how short he was till I saw Wendy standing in front of him. She was about 5' 2" with shoes on and he seemed about an inch or two shorter than her. I felt like I was a giant, me being around 5' 5".

"Are you okay?" She asked quietly, staring at the guy. He said something in a language I didn't understand and I'm pretty sure Wendy didn't either. She knew some Japanese but even I knew he wasn't speaking that. She turned her attention to me, her face blank. "Why is he wet?"

"Pretty sure I mentioned we were in the river. It has water which is kinda wet." I mouthed off. She shook her head at me and timidly asked him if she could enter the room. I rolled my eyes. I don't know what part of him not speaking English she did not understand. Wendy squeezed between the guy and the door and made her way into the room. I walked over to them and peeked in, seeing if the second guy was awake. Wendy squeaked, rushing over to the bed and tilted the guy's head to the side, eyeing the wound on his head that started bleeding again.

"Elli!" She whined, sounding incredibly childish. "He's bleeding and cold! They're both sopping wet and shaking!"

Ooh! Sorry! Not a nursing student. I was in the same river and I'm fine. But then again I was only knee deep in it for a few minutes. I like how she failed to notice my sweater on her dresser that had his blood on it. At least I applied pressure to it momentarily and cleaned it up.

"What do you want me to do?" I huffed.

"Grab some towels and blankets. See if you have any of your ex's old clothes they can change into. Let's get them dried off and warm before they die from hypothermia." She answered as if it was the most obvious thing to do in the world.

"I'll see what I can do." I mumbled and walked off, looking for some of Cole's old clothes they might fit into.

(Wishing Well)

**Fíli and Kíli**

Fíli had no idea what was going on. Everything was different. The people here wore weird clothes, the roads and pathways were paved in grey and black stones he'd never seen before, and nobody spoke Westron. Once they had entered a weird house, the blonde girl led Fíli and his brother through the front room and into another room. One second the human girl was there helping him then next second she was gone. Fíli barely had Kíli on the bed when she decided to disappear. There was slight movement coming for the young dwarf on the bed so Fíli took a seat at the foot of the bed, waiting on his brother to come to.

"What happened?" Kíli groaned, eyeing the room around him as he slowly gained consciousness. Everything was visually fuzzy to the younger dwarf, making it hard for him to focus on the figure at the end of the bed.

"I'm not entirely sure." Fíli replied, "What happened when you were cutting Myrtle lose?"

Kíli put his hand to his head getting the blood on his fingertips.

"Myrtle kicked me in the head." Kíli replied, wincing and wiping the blood down the front of his tunic. "Where are we? Where is everyone?" The image of the room was slowly becoming clear.

"Not sure about that either." Fíli replied back, beginning to worry about the company now that Kíli was safe. The two dwarves glanced around the room, getting familiar with their surroundings for the moment. Kíli was on a bed that was centered up against the wall. On either side of the bed were nightstands that had a random assortment of books and knick-knacks on them. There were a few items the two couldn't recognize placed on the dresser which was on the wall furthest from the door. Fíli kept his spot at the foot of the bed, giving his brother some space to recover. There was muffled yelling coming from outside the room that caught the boys' attention.

"Is there somebody out there?" Kíli asked still trying to wipe the blood off his forehead and hand. Fíli moved off the bed and to the door to see what was happening on the other side.

"Last I knew it was just one other person here." He mumbled, opening up the door and almost getting bumped into by another person. He stared at a pair of big, green eyes that had a look between panic and fear in them. The girl had a good inch on him but she was pretty petite compared to the other female and appeared completely unthreatening. Her outfit was weird, being a tunic and pair of pants that were olive green but at least modest. She said something quietly and if he didn't watch her mouth move he probably would've missed her statement.

"I'm sorry but I don't understand you." He replied back to the girl. She turned to the blonde behind her and started saying a few things. She said something timidly back to him and squeezed between him and the door and into the room without a reply. The girl emitted a squeak dashed over to Kíli who was looked at his bother in confusion. Fíli almost jumped her when she reached out to Kíli, laying her hand on his face. She gently tilted his head to the side and both brothers eyed each other in confusion as she started saying things to the other girl who was hiding behind the door. The blonde grumbled something and left the room, leaving the dark haired girl to mess with them.

"What is she doing?" Kíli asked as the dark haired girl hopped off the bed and began rummaging through her night stand. Women didn't frequently throw themselves at Kíli and this was mildly surprising and creepy for the younger dwarf.

"Honestly I don't know." Fíli replied back, moving closer to the girl who was still rummaging around. She pulled out a small white box that had a red symbol on it and began pulling out white packages from within it. She said something sounding mildly apologetic as she opened a pack and placed a tiny, wet, cloth to Kíli's forehead. The younger dwarf winced, feeling a slight sting and pouted. Fíli almost chuckled at his brother's expression. They both had experienced this before when they were younger, getting hurt when they were first learning to fight with practice swords with Dwalin or Uncle Thorin. Their mother fretted over them, trying to clean and patch up every little scratch on them. Kíli was pouting like he was a child again – he never liked it when their mother fussed over his wounds, babying him, and this stranger was all over him trying to clean him up. Granted this wound actually need attention compared to some of the tiny scratches their mother worried over.

Kíli pulled back out of her grasp and made a face at her. "You really don't have to do that." He grumbled, trying to get her to stop. Apparently she didn't care and opened up another package, placing the white, square bandage to Kíli's cut and saying something.

"I think she might like you." Fíli teased as Kíli tried to move her hand away from his head. She shot him a look that obviously meant "Don't-you-dare-move-this-bandage" and continued to apply pressure.

"I think she is over reacting." Kíli griped. The girl repeated her statement again, motioning for Kíli to put his hand on the bandage which he did reluctantly. Looking like she was satisfied that Kíli was going to keep pressure on the wound, the girl moved away from him. She said something and pointed to herself, causing the brothers stare at each other than to her.

"Wendy." She repeated, pointing to herself again.

"Wendy?" They repeated simultaneously, causing the girl to smile and nod her head. She then said something and pointed to Kíli who frowned at her, not quiet catching on.

"I think her name is Wendy and she wants to know our names." Fíli guessed. The girl, Wendy, looked between the two timidly.

"Kíli, at your service," Kíli stated bowing his head slightly. She awkwardly repeated his name then turned her attention over to Fíli.

"Fíli, at your service." Wendy made a face and repeated his name. At least they had their names down now. There was a squeak from the door and the blonde girl came in carrying a handful of linens and clothes. Wendy stated some things and motioned over to the blonde, causing the other girl to look confused. Eventually the blonde nodded and simply said, "Elli" to them. Both dwarves introduced themselves to Elli, bowing their heads towards her. Elli glanced between the three of them and handed over some things to Wendy who placed them on the dresser. The other items she handed over to Fíli and Kíli. Wendy stated a few things and motioned to their clothes before grabbing her friend and pulling her out of the room a little too quickly. The door shut behind them and the two brothers stared at each other digesting what just happened. Kíli waited a moment before he peeled the bandage off his head and tossed it randomly somewhere across the room. He unfolded the items that he was given and looked to his older brother.

"Are you going to change into these…clothes?" Kíli asked, watching as his brother took a towel off the dresser and began drying himself off as best as he could.

"I'm thinking it would be better if we did." Fíli stated taking of his coat and shirt and using the towel to dry off his arms and chest. Kíli set the clothes on the side of the bed, no intention of changing into the clean, dry outfit. Fíli watched his brother act like a stubborn child who was refusing to wear the clothes his mother put out for him. "Would be awkward if Wendy had to come back in here and force the wet clothes off you and the new ones on because you didn't change." Fíli joked. He knew the statement was a pathetic attempt to get his brother to comply but the look on Kíli's face was mildly surprising. Shock, embarrassment, and disbelief ran across Kíli's face.

"She wouldn't." Kíli replied back, eyeing the dry clothes again. A seed of fear was slowly growing in his mind.

"She might. She forced that bandage onto you. Wouldn't be surprised if she did it with the clothes too." Kíli shot the dry clothes a glare and then hopped off to the bed to the dresser to grab a towel. "Better safe than sorry." Fíli joked again, earning a towel to the face from his brother.

Not much of an ending for chapter but oh well. Reviews make my world turn and me happy. Also, let me know if I need to change Fíli and Kíli. Not 100% sure on how to do their personalities. See any errors? Let me know about those too.