Deloreans and Detectives three

The drunken Hobbit patrons took no notice of this occurrence, as a lot of hobbits often fell down in a dead drunken stupor.
"Quick, help me get him, we've gotta get him to the Delorean." Ella said to Legolas, rising slowly from her stool as to not repeat Marty's mistake.
Then it hit both Legolas and Ella at the same time. How on Middle-Earth did they shrink in size?
On normal occasions,  the three friends would have to taking a shrinking potion of some sort in order to get into the tavern, but not this time. They had just walked right in without any trouble.
"What in the blazes is going on around here?!" Ella asked Legolas, who could only shrug his shoulders.
"I have absolutely no idea." He answered, as he and Ella each grabbed Marty by one end of his body.
Legolas took Marty by his shoulders, and Ella supported him by his feet, and they  slowly dragged their best friend out of the tavern, and back to the Delorean.
Legolas slammed the doors of the time machine closed from the inside as he sat in the driver side seat and manned the controls.
"Oh, wait where's Holmes and Watson?" Ella asked she buckled her passenger side seat belt."
Legolas looked into the back seat of the car where Marty was slumped unconscious, strapped into the middle seat.
"they had followed us out and had also gotten into the car with us…" Legolas said in confusion, gripping the steering wheel.
Now it was Ella's turn to raise her eyebrows in amazement.  "Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, this can't be happening ."  she cried, opening up the car's door with the intention of going back into the Green dragon to look for the two men.
"Don 't even bother, they're not in there." Legolas told her.
"Maybe, but I have to check anyways.  I can't just let them there." Ella answered, rushing back into the noisy tavern.
She ducked her head into the door, and looked around.
But, alas, Legolas was right. The two men weren't in the tavern at all.
But where were they?
Ella ran back out to the waiting Delorean, trembling with nervousness because she couldn't find Holmes and Watson.
Legolas opened the car door for her and =let her in, and she sank weakly to the seat and closed the door behind herself.
"I don't know what to do. I don't know where they are!"  Ella burst out, trying not panic.
"Just calm down, and we'll try to find them somehow." Legolas tried to assure her, but to no avail.
Legolas got out of the car and searched for a few minutes, but found and heard nothing at all.  Legolas returned to the car and started it up.
"No sign of anyone?"  Ella asked Legolas, who shook his head in a negative.  Ella looked out of the car window as the time machine began to ascend higher and higher into the air.
Her nose pressed against the cold glass of the Delorean's window, she began to remember things that she had observed out of the corner of her eye as she and Legolas had put Marty in the car after he had passed out from hitting his head.
She remembered seeing a distant flash of blue in the corner of her eye, but she had just assumed it was fireworks or something of the sort.
"Hey, I did remember seeing a flash of blue light when we rescued Marty." Ella said to Legolas without turning away from the window.
"Where?" he asked, pushing a few buttons on the dashboard.
"Over in the left side field, way out in the distance." She answered.
"Odd.' He said. "But where are we going?" he asked her.
Ella thought for a moment.   
"There's only one thing left to do." Ella said quietly.    She punched in  the time and the destination into the time circuits, and the Delorean time-traveled.
Meanwhile, in "real life" as some people call it, Ella Gill was really sitting at her computer in her room, or in a car, or in a musty hotel room, but bored out of her mind no matter what.
As of late, she'd had barely inspiration for her book, and her parents and friends weren't being much of a help to her self-confidence at any rate.
She wanted to curl u into a ball and fade away, but she knew that she needed to do better than that.
Clicking her mouse and staring fixedly at the screen, she made her resolve to write a fun fanfiction to amuse and inspire herself.
At least, in her fictional world, she was a hero, she had real friends, and it was fun.  She vowed to lose herself in fiction in order to forget reality.
She hoped that by this method of self-hypnotization, she could make her fantasy a reality.
So, now, she began to type, orchestrating this entire story that you have just spent time reading, and she is going to continue to do so.
The computer keys began to click faster and faster, and the room began to disappear.
Ella smiled. It was working. She waved goodbye to the world she had known, happy to leave it.
She didn't care if people called her crazy,. She was doing what she loved the most.
Ella looked up from where she was, and she found herself to be in her room, but the room had that weird fuzzy lack of visual clarity and feeling that was a figment of her imagination it.
She smiled. Her escape had been a success.   She looked up again, eager to see what her imagination would conjure up now. It didn't matter what others said. This fictional life of hers was just as real as her normal one, if she thought of it like that.
Oddly enough, Legolas opened up her bedroom door to see her.
"Have you finished packing yet?" he asked curiously.
"No, not yet, just give me a minute." She answered, grabbing her Darth Vader backpack, shoving in some spare clothes and other things into it.
She slipped her Chuck Taylors back onto her feet, and at the last moment, she grabbed her Doctor Who trench coat out of her closet and put it on
Legolas, who had already gone down the stairs, was already in the delorean. Ella opened up her bedroom window and yelled out of it. "I'm coming!"

She heard footsteps on the third floor steps, and without a second's delay, she opened the door of her closet and threw herself into it.
Another rumble was heard, and then silence. Ella crawled further into her closet, and was greeted by a mouthful of fresh snow.
she pulled herself up off of her closet floor, and stepped out into the snow.
She looked up at the gray sky as fat snowflakes fell on her.    Drawing her coat closer to herself, she began to twirl around in the snow.
"It's always winter but never Christmas." she sang softly as she spun around in the snow, and after a moment or so, Ella stopped her song and froze in her step, not making a sound.
She could hear the sound of tramping hooves on the snow, and she had pretty good feeling of who it was.
The sounds of those hooves were undoubtedly coming from the trees  that lay ahead of where Ella was now standing.
Ella looked around at the snowy world she was now in. it was absolutely beautiful, despite the bitter cold.   To Ella, it was also a sad thing, to see a world where there was no warmth and hardly and real light in it.
Why was this so sad?   Well, I'm sure that you would understand it perfectly if you knew the history of the land of Narnia like Ella did.
And then, there was the Lamp –post, covered in frost, but still burning brightly about twenty feet to Ella's right.
Staying hidden in the thick o the trees near the glowing Lamp-Post, Ella watched and listened, hardly daring to breathe too deeply, lest she alert whoever it was that was coming nearer and nearer to her in those dark, snowy woods.
Ella stepped backwards slowly, making sure that she wasn't stepping on leaves or other noise making things that lay in the forest.
the hooves got closer and closer,  if they were in a hurry. She saw a shadow in the woods about 15 feet in front of her.
Then another sound was heard.
Ella perceived it to be the crunch of hard-soled boots on the snow, right near her these boots were as fast as the hooves, and they were both approaching at a rapid pace.
Then, suddenly, everything became clear to Ella. Seconds later, Sherlock Holmes came crashing through the woods, at exactly the same time as tumnus the faun came out as well, waving his little parasol. Both of them screamed in fright and shrank back from each other. Ella took advantage of the moment, and jumped out into the clearing.
"Surprise!" she shouted. The faun and detective screamed again in surprise, and Ella fell down into the snow in fits of wild laughter.
Tumnus, who didn't recognize the girl at first, remember her again. "Oh, Ella, I didn't know it was you in that coat..." he said sheepishly. Ella stood up and brushed the snow off of herself.
"Of course it was me, tumnus. Who else would it be?"  The girl answered the faun with a laugh.
Sherlock stepped out of the brush and bushes, his curiosity getting the better of Him. Oddly, when he saw her, Sherlock blushed a deep shade of red from embarrassment.
"I'm sorry for my intrusion." he said, "and I for mine." said tumnus with a slight bow, dropping his packages at the same time.
Ella, with unusual speed and accuracy, snatched the parcels out of the air before they fell to the ground.
"How did you do that?" tumnus asked. She smiled. "I knew you were going to drop the parcels just now, so i caught them." she answered, putting her hands into her coat pockets coolly.
Sherlock just raised one of his eyebrows in confusion. "oh, I'll explain it later." ella answered his unspoken question, running back into the woods. Sherlock and tumnus followed her instinctively.
Sherlock observed the girl who had surprised him.
she was tall, about 5"8, pale skin and hair almost as dark as his own, she wore glasses, and had her most of her hair pulled back into a ponytail. The last bit of her hair was two strands on either side of her head, braided neatly.
Sherlock stared at this girl, who that goat-man thing had called "Ella". She was wearing that strange brown coat. He could only tell several things by looking at this girl: her coat was at least 15 years old, but in excellent shape, so it must've been a favorite of hers. She had a mischievous, but sad look in her brown eyes that betrayed her smile
"Come on!" she called behind them. "Do hurry, because there isn't much time left!"
"Time for what?" asked tumnus. "You'll see soon enough." she answered. "And what about me?" asked Sherlock, half jumping through the snow to catch up with her. "Oh," she said.
"I don't need to tell you to come, because you'll follow me anyways, Sherlock Holmes." he pushed some branches of pine trees out of his face, and caught up with her
"How did you know my name?" he asked.
"Oh, I know a lot about you." she answered without looking back at him.
"How much further? " tumnus asked. Ella stopped in her tracks.
"We're here." she said, looking up.
Sherlock almost knocked her over as he caught up with her.as soon as Sherlock and tumnus looked up like Ella was, she took 3 steps back and shoved both the detective and the faun forward, through the tree branches. Sherlock found himself on the stone floor of King's Cross Station, in between platforms 9 and 10.
"Welcome to platform 9 and 3/4, but we aren't going to Hogwarts today, we're going to Sherlock's flat." Ella told them. Sherlock looked up at her as he didn't know what she was talking about.
"what about my flat?" he asked, frowning slightly. Ella just smiled at him, offering him a hand to help him to his feet. Ella had to look up at Sherlock when he stood up fully, as he was almost a foot taller than her. She shook his hand, and formally introduced herself.
"I'm Gabriella, and you can call me Ella."
Sherlock allowed himself a small smile. He didn't bother introducing himself, as this Ella already seemed to know exactly who he was and what he did for a living.
"The address is 221b Baker Street, of course, I just wish I knew how to get to your flat from here." she said wistfully, looking down at her feet and shuffling them awkwardly.
Sherlock stared at her in an appraising sort of way that made Ella uncomfortable.
"Oh, don't look at me like that! Let's hurry to Baker Street. You know every bit of London like the back of your hand, so let's get on with it." she cried exasperatedly, looking up at Sherlock, like she was trying to shake his gaze off of her.it wasn't working, so Ella turned on her heel, causing her wet shoes to squeak loudly on the floor.
Tumnus winced at the sound, and followed the girl, his cloven hooves clomping on the stone floor.
Sherlock, who knew the way, followed Ella, then ran past her
Ella followed the running Sherlock, and tumnus followed Ella, calling out "wait for me!"
Sherlock Holmes darted through the usual crowd that swarmed through King's Cross Station.
he paused his running every other minute or so to make sure that Ella and Tumnus were still following him.
Meanwhile and elsewhere, Ella Legolas and a still unconscious Marty were back at the her family's house.in order to avoid a run-in with her parents, Legolas and Ella had time-traveled two days back into the past from the Friday that had been the cause of most of their trouble.
Now, Ella had programmed it to Wednesday night, while she knew that she and all of the other members of her family were at her church.
That meant that she had two hours to get everything in her order before she, Legolas and Marty had to leave.
if they didn't leave in time. They would cause a paradox, which would destroy the universe. Ella and Legolas had to be very, very careful with whatever they did in the house, so as to not mess themselves over for the sake of a paradox, and so that they wouldn't seriously rewrite their adventures that they were making now.