I opened my eyes to the smell of Gandalf's pipe. My blurry vision was starting to clear and I could see Gandalf sitting in a corner of the room, and Radagast whispering to some birds. I slowly sat up and Gandalf noticed I was awake. Just as he was about to speak I interrupted.

"Yeah, Yeah, I know."

He smiled and got up to sit next to me. I noticed his eyes wandering to my necklace.

"Seems you have been up to something while I was gone," he said chuckling.

"Your one to talk," I answered with a smile.

"Do not attach yourself too much," he said.

"I know..." I paused, wanting to lighten the mood. "Is that what you told Galadriel?" I asked trying to hold in laughter.

Gandalf choked on his smoke at the sound of her name. Radagast came over to where we were.

"What do we do now Gandalf?" he asked.

Gandalf sat back and thought.

"You left us, you need to return back to the dwarves, both of us do," I said.

"No, just you. Radagast and I have business to attend to," he said.

"Oh no. I was there. I saw the darkness. I will accompany you until we meet up with the dwarves. Whatever business you have to take care of you can count me in," I said, standing up.

"You've changed," Radagast said.

"How?" I asked.

"There's a flame inside you, like a great passion," he answered.

"I haven't changed. It just took me a while to realize something," I answered.

"Realize what?" he asked me.

I didn't answer but just smiled at him.

After traveling with them for some time that's when I reunited with the dwarves. For some reason I could not stop thinking about how I almost died. I had almost lost Thranduil as well, everything devastating that had happened, no matter what there seemed to light at the end of it.

My mind flipped back to reality as I began to think. If I had not left Thranduil in the beginning none of this would've happened so maybe it was meant to be. I looked down at Thranduil and helped him up. He didn't ask any questions but simply held my hand as we started walking, walking back home.

****( 2 year later)

I turned over and met Thranduil's gaze. I smiled at him. It still felt strange, being married to him. Things didn't really change except now I'm technically a queen and it still feels strange to hear Legolas call me mom. I have not heard from the dwarves which hurts my heart. I understood that they had to continue their quest but even at my wedding when I wanted to see them most, they were not there. I began thinking about that and a sad look came over my face. I noticed I had been very emotional lately. My head began to hurt as my stomach began to churn.

"Anya.."

I jolted up from the bed and ran to the bathroom. I felt so sick and wished it would just end. Thranduil walked into the bathroom despite me telling him I looked a mess. He got down on his knees and stroked my back.

"You must be very sick," he sighed. "And I had a surprise for you..." he said.

I wanted to perk up and smile but whatever sickness I had it was not giving up.

"Really?" I was able to ask.

Thranduil nodded and got up before leaving the room. While he was gone I washed myself up. This wasn't normal, maybe it was because I was worried about the dwarves but I've been sick for a while now. I decided to get dressed and visit the doctor. I slowly walked down there and waited for him to tell me what was wrong.

"I think it's stress," I told him.

"No your highness, not stress," he said with a smile.

"Then what?" I asked him.

"A child, you're pregnant," he said.

I was shocked. I was flooded with happiness. A child, a girl or a boy, but it didn't matter. I was going to be a mother, but how do I tell Thranduil? How will he react? My happiness soon faded back to worry as I thanked the doctor and left the room. I returned back to our bedroom and Thranduil was standing there waiting for me.

"Where did you go?" he asked.

"Wake up Legolas," I lied.

"Oh okay, well you'll be excited for the surprise I have for you," he said.

"Not as surprised as you'll be," I whispered.