Hey guys! I've been super busy with everything. I just can't simply get time to update my stories but don't worry. This story will be done before Summer starts. WARNING: This chapter is short. 

Angela's POV

It has been a week since we went to Disney. I was in a car driving Thranduil to come meet my Grandma. Although I knew I asked him too much still he considered me even if we were from different worlds. 

Flashback:

"I know asking you to stay is selfish--" I was suddenly cut off by Thranduil putting a finger to my lips. "Nothing is certain at the moment. I'm in a whole different world with no way back home. So I'll just hold you now until I can... If I never find a way home then I have you but if there's a way back to my world then... Something that Miley said once we'll walk upon that bridge when we get there." This made me chuckle but I agree with him.

"We'll cross that bridge when we get there." I corrected him.

End of flashback. 

Ever since then I've been having normal days. Eric gave me a short paid vacation. Thranduil and I got into an argument about my work since he doesn't want me to work at a strip club anymore since I am "his". I told him that I could never quit my job. We did what normal couples would do and I've never felt this more content than I had in my life. Although from time to time Thranduil would freak out and sometimes I would forget that he's not from this world. 

When we got to my Grandma's house I didn't stop and wait for Thranduil as I ran inside to be welcomed to the smell of baked cherry pie and roast chicken. I moaned in delight and called out "I sure do miss that smell." My grandma's head poked out with a smile plastered on her face. "Angela!" as she came slowly walking towards me with her funny apron on. We both enveloped each other in a hug. 

"I missed you grandma."

"I missed you more my sweet Angela."

Thranduil then awkwardly walked in holding the plate of baked yeast rolls that I brought with me. Once me and grandma pulled apart she noticed Thranduil and gasped. She then grinned towards me and whispered "He's handsome." 

I saw Thranduil smirk and I knew he heard her. 

Way to stroke his ego grandma it's not like he already has a big one. 

"My dear Chandel." grandma mispronounced his name. "Grandma it's Thranduil." I corrected her. "Sorry dear but my mouth can't pronounce the name. Please do make yourself at home." she told Thranduil as she rushed back towards the kitchen right as she grabbed the plate out of Thranduil's hands. 

Thranduil looked around and I knew he was intrigued by my grandma's weird decoration. It was a nice visit and grandma simply adored Thranduil but she questioned his ears and we just had to laugh it off although I can tell Thranduil doesn't appreciate being made fun of. But I kicked his leg under the table. 

Grandma was washing the plates since she doesn't like washing machines and I offered to help her but she wanted me and Thranduil to relax and talk to her. Everything was going smoothly until Thranduil was distracted with something on the ground and I saw him bend down to grab it...

"What's this?" he asked.

"No Thranduil that's--" I couldn't finish what I was about to say because Thranduil screamed out in pain. I cringed and my grandma yelped at the sudden scream.

"--mouse trap." I finished.