A/N- Welcome to the final part of the trilogy. I hope you enjoy. And just to let all of you faithful readers out there know. This part will only be three chapters because that's all that is needed and I am a firm believer in less is more. So enjoy ! And be kind to a starving artist, read and review. Thanks.
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A Lot Can Happen In A Breath
Beep. Beep. Beep.
Time passes too slow here. A lot has happened since I returned from Scotland. Too much has happened. But it was as how fate wanted it. A year after I returned home with the twins O.C. and I divorced. It was my idea. He shouldn't be with me just to help me out. That wasn't a good reason to be with anyone. So we divorced. He bought the house next door to me so that he could still be close to us. O.C. started dating immediately after I threatened him with castration if he didn't. I never did date though. I knew I would never find anyone like Haldir so I didn't even try.
A year after our divorce O.C. met Jayme. He insisted that I meet her so he could get my approval. I told him he didn't need it that if she was what made him happy then that was all of the approval he needed. He insisted anyway. So I met Jayme. I knew immediately that she was the one for him. We hit it off and soon became the best of friends. The three of us helped to raise the twins. And when it was time I helped them with their children.
Forced breath in. Blow it out. Beep. Beep.
I searched the world for Nienna, too. I never did find her. I did see a guy who looked a lot like Legolas but his ears were all wrong. He did stare at me quite a bit though now that I think about it. But it probably wasn't him. I was perfectly happy to believe that Nienna was living the life of her dreams in the Shire with the hobbit of her dreams, Frodo.
As the twins grew up I grew older. Grey hair did soon take the place of my brown hair. The twins became the light of my life. Jordan grew out of her destructiveness and Logan learned to like his sister. They became best friends. One thing I was not prepared for though came soon after they had turned eighteen and had graduated from high school. They were both waiting for me when I came home from work. I knew something was up. They didn't beat around the bush either. They told me they wanted to go back to Middle Earth. That college didn't hold the education for them that the Shire, Lothlorien, Rivendale, Minas Tirith, and the Grey Havens did. Both of them were surprised when I didn't argue with them about it. They did have the right to know where they come from. What their father really is like. I just hoped that they gave him a better chance than they did last time. The next morning when I woke up they were gone. Figures they wouldn't even say good-bye but that's just them.
Breathe in. Force it out. Beep. Beep.
Sometime after I'd turned forty-two O.C. went on an adventure that Jayme and I couldn't follow him on. He was hit head on in a car crash. I'm sure that he's having fun right now without the two of us nagging him constantly. Right after the crash I got cancer. Fought it off for two years until it finally went into remission. For those two years it rained at least once a day, usually whenever I found myself in a very bad mood. I called those two years my black period.
Beep. Beep. Beepbeep.
So then I turned seventy-three. I went to the doctor and was told that I was as healthy as any twenty year old could only wish to be and that I had many more years in front of me. Then the next day I got out of the shower, felt dizzy, and fainted. When I came to, well, I really didn't come to since I couldn't open my eyes. I could hear though. I heard the doctors discussing me. I found out that I had been on my bathroom floor for over a day before Jayme had come over to check on me when I didn't answer my phone.
Beepbeepbeepbeep.
So, here I am. Valentina Baker, mother of the children of Haldir o'Lorien. The orc's bane. The killer of the dark forces of Sauron and Saruman. Friend to the Fellowship of the Ring. Do I get injured heroically ? No. How do I get brought down ? A brain infection. How the hell does your brain get infected ? How can someone manage to sneeze on it ? Its in your damn skull ! Oh, I think the Valor is having way too much fun with me. I'm sure they are just up there wherever they are laughing their holier than thou asses off.
Beepbeepbeep. Forced breath in. Breathe out. Forced breath...no. No more.
There's a light up ahead. I'm getting tired of talking to myself. Maybe I can find better company there.
Beeeeeeeeee.
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A Lot Can Happen In A Breath
Beep. Beep. Beep.
Time passes too slow here. A lot has happened since I returned from Scotland. Too much has happened. But it was as how fate wanted it. A year after I returned home with the twins O.C. and I divorced. It was my idea. He shouldn't be with me just to help me out. That wasn't a good reason to be with anyone. So we divorced. He bought the house next door to me so that he could still be close to us. O.C. started dating immediately after I threatened him with castration if he didn't. I never did date though. I knew I would never find anyone like Haldir so I didn't even try.
A year after our divorce O.C. met Jayme. He insisted that I meet her so he could get my approval. I told him he didn't need it that if she was what made him happy then that was all of the approval he needed. He insisted anyway. So I met Jayme. I knew immediately that she was the one for him. We hit it off and soon became the best of friends. The three of us helped to raise the twins. And when it was time I helped them with their children.
Forced breath in. Blow it out. Beep. Beep.
I searched the world for Nienna, too. I never did find her. I did see a guy who looked a lot like Legolas but his ears were all wrong. He did stare at me quite a bit though now that I think about it. But it probably wasn't him. I was perfectly happy to believe that Nienna was living the life of her dreams in the Shire with the hobbit of her dreams, Frodo.
As the twins grew up I grew older. Grey hair did soon take the place of my brown hair. The twins became the light of my life. Jordan grew out of her destructiveness and Logan learned to like his sister. They became best friends. One thing I was not prepared for though came soon after they had turned eighteen and had graduated from high school. They were both waiting for me when I came home from work. I knew something was up. They didn't beat around the bush either. They told me they wanted to go back to Middle Earth. That college didn't hold the education for them that the Shire, Lothlorien, Rivendale, Minas Tirith, and the Grey Havens did. Both of them were surprised when I didn't argue with them about it. They did have the right to know where they come from. What their father really is like. I just hoped that they gave him a better chance than they did last time. The next morning when I woke up they were gone. Figures they wouldn't even say good-bye but that's just them.
Breathe in. Force it out. Beep. Beep.
Sometime after I'd turned forty-two O.C. went on an adventure that Jayme and I couldn't follow him on. He was hit head on in a car crash. I'm sure that he's having fun right now without the two of us nagging him constantly. Right after the crash I got cancer. Fought it off for two years until it finally went into remission. For those two years it rained at least once a day, usually whenever I found myself in a very bad mood. I called those two years my black period.
Beep. Beep. Beepbeep.
So then I turned seventy-three. I went to the doctor and was told that I was as healthy as any twenty year old could only wish to be and that I had many more years in front of me. Then the next day I got out of the shower, felt dizzy, and fainted. When I came to, well, I really didn't come to since I couldn't open my eyes. I could hear though. I heard the doctors discussing me. I found out that I had been on my bathroom floor for over a day before Jayme had come over to check on me when I didn't answer my phone.
Beepbeepbeepbeep.
So, here I am. Valentina Baker, mother of the children of Haldir o'Lorien. The orc's bane. The killer of the dark forces of Sauron and Saruman. Friend to the Fellowship of the Ring. Do I get injured heroically ? No. How do I get brought down ? A brain infection. How the hell does your brain get infected ? How can someone manage to sneeze on it ? Its in your damn skull ! Oh, I think the Valor is having way too much fun with me. I'm sure they are just up there wherever they are laughing their holier than thou asses off.
Beepbeepbeep. Forced breath in. Breathe out. Forced breath...no. No more.
There's a light up ahead. I'm getting tired of talking to myself. Maybe I can find better company there.
Beeeeeeeeee.