Disclaimer: So far I own nothing in this story but the story itself, and Julia is a character I made up but that could very well be one of the many daughters of Aragorn. I do not own King Elessar, Arwen, Rivendell, Middle Earth, Sauron, Ecthelion, Gondor, The shire, Minas Tirith, Samwise Gamgee, Meriadoc Brandybuck, Peregrin Took, or any such elements of Lord of the Rings. Eldarion is actually not mine, it is actually written (in the appendices I think) that Aragorn had one son named Eldarion.

A/N: Hey! Welcome to another one of my Fanfics. This is one of my firsts. Please R&R, especially if you catch ANY inaccuracies.

Summary: The members of the fellowship go on one last adventure.........

Chapter I: The Half lings

Eldarion was King Ellesar of Gondor's only son & heir. Years ago at the beginning of the fourth age, King Ellesar (or as he was called by his more close friends 'Strider' or 'Aragorn' ) married a mistress named Arwen of Rivendell, who was now one of the last elves in Middle-earth. Together they had a son, Eldarion, and several daughters. And at the beginning of the fourth age their empire began to repair the damage that Sauron had left behind.

Eldarion gazed off one of the windows in the white tower of Ecthelion. He felt trapped, incomplete. But why should he? He was a noble prince, heir to the throne of Gondor! He had it all! But yet something lagged at him. Something was still missing. But what? What more could a 14 year old boy ask for? He wondered, seeing small figures on horseback off in the distance.

"Julia!" he called to one of his many younger sisters "Come here! There are strange men off in the distance!"

Julia was 7 and had more of an elvish type sight range than Eldarion or any of her sisters. She had elf like vision, inherited from her mother.

"Who are they?"

"There are 3 of them, they look like children. Yes, Halflings from the shire."

Eldarion smiled "We must tell father to come greet out guests." said Eldarion.

And so they ran to Aragorn 's quarters. They stood at the archway into Minas Tirith and waited to greet their guests.

As the Halflings approached, Eldarion saw that they were clad in Gondorian armor. But how could this be? There were no creatures of this manner in Gondor, or he surely would've seen them.

They finally reached the archway and Aragorn called out to them " Samwise Gamgee, Meriadoc Brandybuck, and Peregrin Took. It has been all too long since I've heard word from you"

"Nor I you" said Samwise Gamgee.

Eldarion got excited. He had not had a visit from Sam, Merry, or Pippin since he was very little, and Julia had never seen them before. They used to visit very often and tell Eldarion tales of Elves and dragons, orcs and goblins, wizards and dark lords and all kinds of exciting adventures.

Sam gave Eldarion a friendly hug. "My you've sprouted!"

Eldarion smiled "And you've grown old! How come you stopped visiting?"

"For that very reason" replied Sam "I'm too old. Plus the children and......."

Sam looked depressed all of the sudden, like a balloon without air in it. And then he started to cry a little.

Merry patted his back "There, there, old friend."

"What's wrong?" asked Aragorn.

"It's Rosy, his wife." said Pippin "She passed away two years ago this June."

Aragorn had a look of pity for Sam "Well you may grieve then. But be not ill of heart. For tonight you will be Gondor's guest of honor."

That night was a good night indeed. There was singing, dancing, eating and drinking and all around merryness.

Meanwhile the children were intently listening to Merry, Pippin, and Sam.

" And so then who should show up" said Pippin "But Gandalf, Aragorn, Legolas, Gimli, Theoden, Eomer, and all of Rohan. Well of course Merry and I were well under the influence by then."- and he went on and on and on.

Eldarion was somewhat isolated from the rest, He had no desire to hear those far off journeys that he hadn't got to go on. Aragorn noticed this and took leave to talk with his son.

"What troubles you my son?" he asked

Eldarion looked at his father " You got your journey" he motioned to the three hobbits "They got theirs. I can't stay in this prison forever."

" I do know what you feel." said Aragorn "And one day a task may come to you. But you must also remember that the third age of this world was a dark one. Now you may want to be on an adventure, but when you are on an adventure, you will wonder why you ever wanted to leave home." Aragorn hugged his son " Your day will come"

That night, Eldarion slept little due to the loud talking throughout the night. Although Aragorn, Merry, Pippin, and Sam did not seem to be discussing something pleasant. No indeed, they seemed to be conversing a serious matter.

So Eldarion decided to listen in. He put his ear to the door and he made out a few words:

"WHAT?! he is far too young!! I was 87 when I went with the fellowship."

"Hey Pippin! Fill me up old boy!"

"Aragorn, you have to let the boy spread his wings if he is ever going to fly!"

"Boy you sure are enjoying your ale, eh merry?"

"Well I suppose you're right, but I'm coming too!"

"Oh no you're not! You're too old!"

" Oooh! boy, my sword sure is light!"

" Why not? I got a good 180 years ahead of me!"

"OW!!! PIPPEN THAT'S MY FOOT!!!!"

Just then, the door knob accidentally turned and Eldarion fell in to see Arwen next to Aragorn conversing with Sam, and Pippin in the corner with Merry, who was clutching his bloody foot.

But what caught his attention was a small black sphere on the table next to them.

"Well Eldarion, it looks like you're going to get your adventure."

What does he mean by that? You'll just have to wait until my next chapter. Please Review!