A/N: Lont time, no update...LOOOOOOONG TIME! I'm SUPER, SUPER sorry. I hope the Explaination didn't confuse anybody too much. I'll explain more as I go along. Anyway, I know it's short, but it's a chapter, so here.

"It has been nearly two weeks," Lord Elrond said softly, "you are healing amazingly and soon will not need any assistance. And though you will never be able to fight physically again, you are far from useless."

We were in his office. He sat behind his large, elegant mahogany desk and I was across from him. The room was large and spacious with bookshelves lining all the walls, leaving room for two windows, with window seats and the door, which lead into his study. His study was very similar in the respect that it too was covered in floor-to-ceiling bookshelves, but it had couches and arm chairs, meant for relaxing in.

"I have an offer, for you." I cocked my head to the side and regarded him curiously. An offer? It was constantly baffling and amazing that, though I could acutely guess the reactions the elves often gave to certain situations, they were constantly surprising me with their decision-making abilities and the heart they put into everything. "When you feel ready, I would like you to come to the Healing Halls and learn under me."

My mouth dropped. "What?! You want to teach me how to be a healer?"

He nodded. "Your necklace will be useful and your amazing memory would be a great help. I get the feeling, though you have a very strict schedule, you do not like to be idle. This would give you something to work for and fill your day. I also believe you have a kind heart, which is very important for being a healer."

I looked down at my hands, resting on the top of the walking stick Lord Elrond had gifted to me, when I first started walking again. It was dark cherry wood with beautiful vines carved on it and painted black. The bottom and top were capped with smooth silver, save the round top had an elegant raised impression of a rearing stallion on it.

"I—um," I looked back up at him as he regarded me curiously. "I'm honored." I answered. "You're right, I hate not having something to do. I'll be very glad to have some way to earn back all that you've given me."

His eyebrows drew down into a V and his silver eyes darkened. "I will not have you think like that." He said sternly. "All that I or my family have given to you so far are given freely with no desire of payment. We are more than happy to help you and are very happy to see you mending so well." He stood and came around the desk to kneel in front of me. His eyes softened and the kindness I saw in them make my heart warm. He took my hands, engulfing them in his large calloused ones. "I may not be able to speak for my family on this, but I say, I have grown rather fond of you. You are different and refreshing. You are kind, but lost."

He reached up and brushed a wayward strand of hair out of my eyes. "There is something more I would like to ask you." He said carefully. I nodded. He looked down at my hands, rubbing circles over the backs, with his thumbs, something I found very soothing. "If you would, I would—" he paused and looked back up at my face. "How would you like to become part of my family?"

I gasped and on instinct jerked my hands away from his, clapping them over my mouth. Tears prickled in my eyes, blurring my vision, as I stared at the beautiful elf kneeling before me. A thousand thoughts and images ran through my head in that moment, but the most prominent one was the image of a bright, kind smile, accompanied by sterling eyes full of soft joy and love.

Before I over thought the rationality of it, I leapt forward and tackled him in a bone crushing hug. He gasped and lost his balance, falling backward. He let out a light chuckle, that vibrated through his chest, against my ear, and accepted my hug. "May I take that as a yes?" He whispered in my ear. I nodded into his chest as I closed my eyes and took a deep breath in through my nose. He smelt of old books, ink, and honey, which I found interesting.

I wouldn't have minded staying there, wrapped in his arms, both of us sitting on the ground, listening to the sound of his heart, but the office door opened. "Oh Valar! Elrond, is she alright?!" Lady Celebrian's voice sounded rather panicked.

Lord Elrond chuckled again, the sound resonated beneath me and his heart rate quickened ever so slightly. "She is fine, Meleth. She has accepted." I nodded without speaking and tightened my hug. Lord Elrond's arms tightened in return and Lady Celebrian knelt beside us on the floor, running her hand over my hair gently.

"I am glad." She said softly. "Arwen and I have been outnumbered for far too long."

I pulled out of Lord Elrond's arms and turned to her. Her deep blue eyes were bright as she smiled at me. She opened her arms and I returned the smile before falling into her arms. "Thank you, so much!" I exclaimed. "Julien and Mom loved me and I'll miss them, but I'll never see them again and they are the only family I had."

"Were," Lady Celebrian corrected. "You're ours now." She pulled back and held my shoulders at arm's length. She beamed at me, her face showing every ounce of joy that I felt. "There's no escaping us now."

I laughed. "That's okay." Drawing me close, she rested her forehead on mine. My heart soured and even as I watched, a soft glow appeared around her, bathing her in pure light. She already looked like an angel, but now she looked like the sun itself. The light reached out and touched my heart, wrapping me warmly, much as Legolas had, when I first woke.

"Yes, it is." She said softly. "I love you, my daughter."

I pulled forward and wrapped my arms around her neck, letting her mane of platinum blonde hair fall over me. She smelt of wildflowers and rosemary. "I love you, too." I answered. I pulled back and looked at Lord Elrond. "I love you both. I can't believe you'd let me join your family without a thought! I'll never be able to thank you enough!"

The tears from before returned and I couldn't help sobbing as Lord Elrond took my hands again. "You never need thank us more than to love us as we have come to love you. Welcome to the family, Éponine Peredhil." I burst out laughing, absolutely loving the sound of that. I learned a few days ago that that meant half-elven. I may be full elven now, but I think it applied nicely due to my original heritage.

He helped me to my feet and Lady Celebrian handed me my walking stick. "Come, let us seek out your new family and give them the news.

~X~X~X~X~

We found Elladan, Elrohir, and Arwen with the royal family of Mirkwood or the Woodland Realm, the kingdom King Thranduil and Queen Tarellethiel ruled. They were in the main gardens on the west side of the Homely House, the name that was given to the main building. The whole city and the valley we were in was called Imlardis in elven, Rivendell in what the others called the Common Tongue, which was virtually an accented form of English.

"Don't let him get it!" Princess Caranloth shouted as she struggled against Legolas' grip. They seemed to be playing some form of Monkey-in-the-Middle, except with teams.

Arwen, who was on Princess Caranloth's team, leapt away from Elladan and threw a dark red book to Prince Nimoron, just as her brother caught her around the middle, causing her to shriek and burst out laughing. "Go, Oron!" Prince Nimoron caught the book expertly and leaping into a tree, disappeared.

"What?!" Elrohir cried. "That's not fair! You know we don't stand a chance against you tree elves in the trees!"

Princess Caranloth burst out laughing as she prevented her elder brother from following her younger. "Oh, poor little Princes can't keep up in the trees!" She taunted. "What shall we do for you?!"

I let out a soft chuckle as Prince Nimoron dropped quietly to the ground behind where his parents sat on the grass watching. With amazing slight-of-hand, he switched the red book out with a dark green one set beside Queen Tarellethiel's hand. Hearing my laugh, he looked up and placed a finger to his lips, his eyes dancing with laughter as he disappeared back up the nearest tree.

Queen Tarellethiel and King Thranduil glanced over, then exchanged amused looks, when Lord Elrond and Lady Celebrian helped me sit, then made themselves comfortable on either side. "Good afternoon, Elrond," the King stated, raising one dark eyebrow at him.

Lord Elrond inclined his head to the couple, resisting a smile as he winked at me, but gave his friend no explanation. Lady Celebrian chuckled. "Oh, stop being dramatic, you two," She chastised. "Éponine has agreed to be adopted into our family."

Both King Thranduil's eyebrows rose at this, though he didn't look surprised, and Queen Tarellethiel beamed. "Congratulations!" She exclaimed reaching across Lady Celebrian to squeeze my hand. "I can safely say you have made these two very happy. They've been brooding over asking you since you told us of The Sisters."

Heat flooded into my cheeks, but I couldn't help my smile. "I'm glad," I answered softly, "I don't know what I would do without their constant help."

Lord Elrond kissed the side of my head and Arwen suddenly gasped. We all turned as she bound up to us. "She said yes?!" She exclaimed, the excitement in her eyes made her positively glow. "Holy Valar!" She dropped to her knees and pulled me into a tight hug, letting out an excited squeak right in my acute elven ear. "Welcome to the family, Sister! I am so happy you agreed!"

I smiled at her as she pulled away, to let her—our twin brothers near me. They beamed at me, nearly identical images of pure happiness. "Welcome to the family, little lost thing." Though I am averse to most touching, I was expecting and didn't mind the double hug, they then laid upon me.

"Thank you," I whispered, "I am so happy and thankful to have a family again."

They pulled away and over the top of their heads, I caught Legolas' eyes. He smiled kindly and winked, mouthing 'well done'. I chuckled softly, but my attention turned as Arwen inserted herself between her—our father and me, wrapping her arm around my shoulders.

"When you're all healed and after you get used to the turmoil of learning and working in the Healing Wings, I want us to spend a few hours each day together, that we might get to know each other better. I'd like to make up for lost time."

I smiled and nodded. "I think I could handle that, though I'm not quite sure how well you would."

The whole group laughed, for the most part. "Congratulations, Lady Éponine," Prince Nimoron said smoothly, coming to stand beside Legolas and Princess Caranloth. She nodded her agreement, though her face said she wasn't sure if she approved.

I didn't care though, if I was to be totally honest. I'd fallen in love with the Peredhil family, and now I got the chance to be part of it, I wouldn't turn that down for all the gold in the world.