I would like to send out a fair warning about this story. It will not be true to books or character that was set out by Tolkien. The characters are for entertainment purposes only. If you are a purest, read no further! But if you have a guilty pleasure for reading anything about Elves, read on! There will be swearing and drinking, and probably detailed descriptions of bodily functions, and of course, sex. You've been warned!

Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Lord of the Rings.

When one is thrown unexpectedly into a situation that one has absolutely no control over, one must adapt to survive. When Audrey is thrown into such a situation after a night out with her friends, she did what any respectable mid twenties lady would do. She swore. A lot.

"Well fuck", Audrey sighed and looked up at the trees. She had been lost for the better part of an hour. "Fuck fuck fuck fuck." What she couldn't figure out was the fact that she often took this short cut through the part after a night out at a bar with her friends. It was a relatively safe neighbourhood that she had been living in for the past few years while attending university, and she had never had any problems before. Its not like it was that big.

"Im preeeetty sure thats the same tree". Letting out an over dramatic sigh, she plopped down next to the tree and ripped her heels off. Five inch stilettos weren't exactly the most favourable foot wear for an impromptu nature walk. She was starting to sober and the reality of the situation was beginning to sink in. She looked around and realized how utterly dark it had gotten, how cold she was getting because she had stopped moving. And finally, how completely alone she was.

Audrey rummaged through her bag and found her cell phone, holding it up she got no signal. "Fuck", she whispered. Okay, think about this logically. You always come this way, WHAT DID I DO DIFFERENT? Maybe I was drugged at the bar and have actually been lost for days and Im just coming to! She looked at her phone again. It was still keeping time. "Huh, okay, probably not drugged."

Then she started to cry. This was not suppose to happen. She hugged her knees to her chest, pulling her small dress as far down as it would go in an attempt to ward off the creeping cold. Luckily it was a warm summer night. She looked up and saw that it was now overcast, and was getting nearly impossible to see anything. Laying down on her side, sobbing, exhaustion came and she dozed on and off, but the sounds of the forest woke her multiple times from an already uneasy sleep.

After an excruciating night, the wood started to lighten, but the fog was thick and provided nothing to see beyond. She contemplated what to do next. To continue to move or to stay in one place. All her instincts told her she should probably stay where she was, but moving might keep her warm.

Slowly getting up she made an obvious mess at the tree, she left some old receipts from her bag in hopes that if anyone came by they might realize there was someone out here. Stumbling on, she started wandering barefoot through the forest.

When it had started to rain, she took cover under a large tree, and often put her hands out to drink the rain water. But hunger was setting in and so was her hangover. Miserable, alone, tired beyond fear, she sat down under the tree, defeated. She stayed there that night again. Having no will to continue on. The night was brutal and fitful. The rain stopped overnight and the clouds cleared. She awoke shivering and looked up, searching to recognize the stars in an attempt to see something, anything, familiar. There was nothing, not that her knowledge was that extensive, but not even the big dipper was to be found.

She buried herself deeper into the fallen leaves, not caring what creepy crawlies were there, in an attempt to get warm. She tried to ignore the sounds of the night, but this time, there was definitely something out there. She had a very bad feeling about it.

Light came again, which made her feel slightly better. But things were getting worse for her physically. She was so hungry she was almost delusional, her pee was starting to burn, her feet were sore and scratched, she went from shivering to fevers and mentally she was lost.

Audrey stopped. Something really really didn't feel right. The woods had gone extremely quite. She looked around nervously and clutched her bag to her chest, along with her shoes which she has been carrying as some connection to her humanity. Backing herself into a tree, she looked around with wild eyes. Then, she saw it. Something was coming towards her from between the trees. Her mind couldn't even fathom at first what she was seeing. A giant spider was moving in quick bursts from tree to tree. Audrey slowly sank down and squeezed her eyes shut in hopes of the spider just disappearing.

Oh, my god. This isn't happening. This isn't happening. She chanted over and over in her head. There is no way. No way. Opening her eyes again, she was not prepared for the spider to be right in front of her face. Its large black eyes staring at her, and if Audrey didn't know any better she would say that the spider was just as confused to see her as she was to see it. A few seconds passed where they just stared at each other, all of a sudden the spider was reaching up one hairy leg to strike her. And Audrey, with some previously unknown instinct of survival, reacted by hitting the spider directly in the eye with the heel of her stiletto which she was still clutching in her hand.

The spider reeled back and hissed, clawing at the ground. Audrey wasted no time, and simply bolted. She dropped all she was holding and ran. Ignoring the pain in her feet and the branches whipping at her face. She could still hear the awful noises that thing was making.

Despite her desperate attempt at flight, Audrey tripped and fell, landing on her stomach. Rolling over she started to shuffle backwards as she noticed the spider had caught up and was coming towards her quickly. It was clicking and hissing and then there was another. And another. They formed a circle around her and were all making horrifying noises, and it almost seemed as if they were communicating with each other.

Having no idea what possessed her, Audrey started talking to them. Maybe they just needed a soft voice. Yeah right, like they'll understand what you're saying.

"Guys, look, I didn't mean to hurt you. Im scared just like you. Im really sorry, I just want to go on my way..." As soon as she opened her mouth, all the spiders ceased their noises and were staring at her with such disturbing faces that her words died on her lips. The spider that she stabbed slowly started to come towards her and Audrey threw up her hands in front of her face, and was rocking slightly back and forth.

"Im so sorry, Im sorry. I just want to go home. Please, I don't want to die!" She was whispering to herself, but in her heart she knew this was probably it. She braised herself, waiting for an impact that never came. Just then she started hearing a huge commotion. She looked up and the spider was right next to her but looking away and hissing. There was chaos about her. Strange things moving so quickly Audrey found them hard to follow. The spiders were scurrying away in confusion and fear. Audrey took the opportunity and started crawling away on her hands and knees and hid behind a tree. Peeking out, her she got a better look at what was going on. The things were actually people. They had bows and knives and were attacking the spiders. If Audrey was in any kind of right mind, it might have been amazing to watch. But at the moment she could hardly fathom which way was up.

A spiders body came flying at the tree she was hiding behind, and Audrey quickly ducked back, and curled once again into a fetal position. After a few seconds, or maybe it was minutes. No sounds were heard. Audrey tentatively lifted her head and got back on all fours and peeked around the tree. Only to be met with the tip of an arrow in her face.

She followed the tip along the shaft to a hand that was holding the string back, looking further she found a face. The face spoke in some language that she couldn't even begin to understand. She looked at him, yes it was a him, but with long blonde hair. It was such a pretty face, it was disappointing that he had such a foul look.

"I-I'm sorry", she stuttered, "I have no idea what you're saying". Glancing around she realized there were quite a few of these men pointing arrows at her.

Another one of them came walking towards her and stood by the first man, looking at her with narrowed eyes.

"My companion has asked, what exactly you think you are doing in these woods, so close to the Palace at that, in naught but your skin." His voice was hard, just strangely comforting? Audrey did not feel fear despite the mass amounts of deadly weapons ready to kill her at a moments notice.

She opened and closed her mouth in answer. She fell back on her butt and put up her hands. "I am so, so lost" She said, looking at him pleadingly. Mental and physical exhaustion struck her, these were the first people she had seen in days. "Please", she whispered. His face seemed to soften, and with a quiet words all the bows were lowered except one. Beyond all shame, Audrey gave up and simply started crying. She was so confused and tired. She wiped her dirty face with her dirty hands and sobbed. Ugly sobs with no hope or reason in them.

Legolas looked upon the girl with pity. Never before had he seen a child of man look so utterly hopeless and desolate. His heart ached at the sight of her, yet his suspicion was stronger. These were dark times, and she was so completely out of place and foreign here that he could not help but feel doubt about her.

Coming down to his knees next to her, he reached out to take her hands away from her face, so that he may look into her eyes. One of his guard said something in warning but he shushed them. She stopped crying when she realized he was touching her, and gently pulled on her wrists and was at first met with slight resistance, but then they came away and went limp. He let them go and they fell at her side. Her face was down and he moved two fingers under her chin to catch her eyes. Eventually he did, and he could see her utter confusion, and even fear.

"Get a blindfold", he said in his own tongue, to his guardsmen. She looked up at him quickly, and he reached out and put his hands under her arms to help her up. She stumbled to her feet and then simply fainted. Caught by surprise, Legolas reacted and caught her.

"I suppose we shall not need a blindfold after all", he said, looking down at the girl now in his arms. A few elves chuckled at this.