When she went to sleep that night, she dreamed she would never go home. Kelsey had always had wierd dreams, some extremely wierd, others, just wierd. But this one was a nightmare.
She dreamed that she never saw her dad again. She had dreamed that once before and woke up crying. But she dreamed that she never saw any of her friends again. Never saw her mom, or Aunt Rosemary, or even her evil brothers ever again. This time she woke up half-screaming.
Kelsey breathed in deeply as she sat up and flung her long legs over the edge of the bed. She gripped the bedpost as if it was her life source. She closed her eyes and breathed in once again. Running her fingers through her hair, she heard the door open. It was Haldir.
His room was on the ‘floor’ above Kelsey’s. He had heard her stifled yell and came running.
“What’s wrong?” he asked as he sat down next to her. He had been asking that a lot lately.
“Galadriel and Celeborn have told you I’m not from here, right?” he nodded. “I dreamed I never saw my family or friends again. That I was to stay here for the rest of my life.” It had began to rain lightly by now.
He took her hand. “That wouldn’t be to bad, though, would it? I mean, you have friends here. You could have a new family.”
She just stared at him. “How would it feel if you were sent to a different time and place, never to see anything there again? Nothing you knew was real there, and you had to get used to everything all over again? Imagine it. That’s what I feel like.”
“I’m sorry. Surely some of it is the same?”
“The only things that are the same,” she said as she got up and walked to the balcony, almost in the rain, “are the weather, me, and this.” she held up her left hand and showed him her ring.
He peered at it, his brow furrowed. “I’ve seen that before. Where did you get it?”
“It was a gift. My mom bought it for me. Do you remember when you found me outside of the forest?”
He laughed. “Yes. You were dressed most interestingly, as I recall.”
“Hey, I liked those shorts. Anyway, all the other jewelry I had on disappeared. My bracelets, my ankle-bracelets, everything. Everything but this. Have you ever met a man called Aragorn?”
“That’s where I’ve seen it! It’s his, isn’t it?”
“Yeah. I’ve been wondering if he still has it, or if this is his, and I’m supposed to give it to him. But I still have to wait four years until the Fellowship comes from Moria.”
“No you don’t. He’s here.”
Her mouth almost hit the floor. “No joke, he’s really here?! Now?!”
“Yes.” he smiled at her show of enthusiasm.
She flung her arms around his neck. She laughed her head off. “Yes! I finally get to meet him! I wonder if I’ll see Arwen…”
He pushed her off gently and looked at her. “Aragorn’s not anyone I need to worry about, is he?”
“What do you mean…oh! Gosh no. He’s like seventy.”
“I’m four-thousand. He’s an infant compared to me.”
She’d calmed down from her former, rather childish self. “Yes, but he has already pledged his love to someone.”
He drew her closer. “What makes you think I haven’t?”
“No way.” Her heart was pumping a thousand miles an hour.
“Yes way.” he whispered. His lips met hers in a gentle kiss that lasted only three seconds. He drew back reluctantly, wishing it could have lasted longer. He strode to the door, but turned with his hand on the knob.
“See you at practice?” he was reffering to the daily sword/archery practice they had arranged.
She nodded, unable to speak.