I don't know what all of you are thinking, thinking last chapter was the last one? I did say in the author's note that there were two/three chapters left!? Have you not been catching the hints I've been dropping all through the story ;)

Some of you got what was going on :) so that made me happy. It was mentioned near the beginning of the story.

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From my falling in to Middle-Earth to dying out of it took the same amount of time I had spent in Middle-Earth. They ran on the same time frame, which is good because I'm not sure if I could've handled any Narnia shit. I was reunited with my family who had barged in the moment my mother had given a sharp squawk of joy. She started sobbing over and over 'you're back you're back'. I just sat there feeling numb as they cooed over and petted me. I asked what the hell was going on and what the hell was a Karnok. All three exchanged glances, sat me down and explained to me what had happened in slow tones.

I had been picked out of the water in New Zealand by the rescue team. When I'd awoken in hospital I'd started spitting out some language they couldn't understand but when Michael, my brother, tried giving me an example I identified it as Khuzdul. Basically a She-Dwarf called Karnok had just been falling asleep on the side of the road (Karnok was writing a diary here) when Mahal had decided to use her body as my vessel or whatever. My family hadn't quite known what to do but had coped by becoming part of my 'delusion'. They accepted that for now Kayleigh Gallagher had become Karnok a dwarf from Lord of the Rings as they thought. They promised to look after 'her' and help 'her' until I returned. Every day my mother would ask if it was Karnok or Kayleigh and the answer would continuously disappoint her. Until the day I said my name. As soon as my mother told me that though I broke down much, much worse than I had that first day in the Shire. Because I knew I wasn't staying here. Somehow I would find my way back to Middle-Earth and hopefully Karnok would return.

It took me a month to tell them this however. In that time barricaded myself in my old room and poured over Karnok's diary, wondering if she would be able to endure a return to this world. My worries were unfounded as she appeared to love it as much as I loved being in Middle-Earth. Naturally it had taken her time to adjust but eventually her natural talents as a travelling toy-maker had helped her enough that Michael had set up an online website for her. Karnok took to modern day technology like a duck to water. However it held no clues on how to get back. When I finally figured out that, interesting though the reading was, ultimately it couldn't help me I started crying again. Loud, angry sobbing that caused all of my concerned family to panic and settle me down in the kitchen with a nice cup of tea. I explained all to them. After my very long explanation, in which the sun was beginning to set when once it had been four in the afternoon, there was a long silence.

"You want us to allow you to be your alternate personality because you're happier that way?" Mum raised her eyebrows, her face betraying how selfish and deluded she thought me. I didn't bother to correct her on the alternate personality theory. As usual my father was stoic and my brother thoughtful. We all sat around the table of the kitchen that I grew up in. On the wooden door frame you could see where my father's trusty knife had dug grooves to record me and my brother's heights. When my brother had finally overtaken me I'd thrown a giant tantrum. There was still a mark on the floor where Michael had dropped a Christmas pudding already on fire and scorched a tile. There was bread cooking in the Aga and the smell was heavenly. Even with all of these though, even with my family in front of me I wanted nothing more than to be with Fili. And Kili. Hell even Uncle Thorin was starting to grow on me slightly.

"We'd never see you... well this side of you again?" Michael stammered over what to say. I guessed it was pretty weird seeing my body walking around but it wasn't me in it. It was Michael who was most accepting of Karnok in my body. Intuitively he understood that it wasn't me. I shook my head and cried. Maybe one day I'd come back but I truly doubted it so I didn't bother giving them false hope. Finally my father spoke after being silent for the past two days. Couldn't blame him, it was a lot to take it.

"I always knew we'd lose you Kayleigh but I never thought it would be to madness. I can't claim to understand it but if you're happier as this Karnok," I tried to protest that it wasn't me being Karnok, that we'd swapped, but my father changed his sentence just as I began, "sorry, in her place over there. If you're happier there then I ask that you go there. I'd rather have you not in this world then see you wander morosely around it. You're dreadful when you don't get what you want." Despite the weak joke I could tell that my father wasn't very happy. But it made me deliriously so. Until my mother spoke.

"Leave. If you have to abandon us do it somewhere I can't see. Somehow make this 'other you' know she's not welcome here again." My horror at the thought of my mother rejecting my choice and the idea that the She-Dwarf inhabiting my body may be without help in this world must have been palpable because Michael reached over and squeezed my hand before saying,

"I will help her. I liked her before, reminded me of you slightly. Now, how do we get you back there?"

It took a year and it was completely by accident that I returned to Middle-Earth. By the end of that year I too had begun to doubt my own sanity. Although my memories of my other life never faded it started to feel further and further away somehow. Like I'd never get back. Michael and I hunted in all the places we knew, using up the money and interest that had been gathering in my bank account in my absence, to find some kind of workshop for Karnok. In the end and not shockingly at all we found it in New Zealand and it came with its own orchard for her to replant trees and use the wood. My mother hadn't spoken to me and it still hurts that I never got to say my goodbyes. I spoke daily to my father and informed that I loved him and Mum everyday as if it were my last chance. Michael listened to me exclaim excitedly over Fili, Kili, Bilbo and Thorin but I changed the names just in case he truly thought I was mad. If I caught Michael crying sometimes which led me to crying and apologising then we never told our parents.

The day I crossed back over to Middle-Earth there was no dying involved. I had set myself up in New Zealand, claimed the visa required for Karnok to live under my name until she would legally change it to hers and was, at that point, climbing the apple tree. Tonight I had planned to make apple pie. I'd picked up the recipe for Bilbo and was going to practice when I just fell out of the tree. It was so weird. I hadn't lost my grip and I didn't even notice what was happening until I was falling. Then, as per usual, the world went black.

"Fili!" Were the first words ripped from my lips as I sat up from my sleeping position. I glanced around wildly trying to ascertain where I was. I couldn't recognise the area. It was neither a bit of the mountain or a medicinal tent. No it was a forest from the looks of it, Mirkwood maybe. Except that it was no longer Mirkwood but Greenwood. There were three prone bodies sleeping by a fire, two dwarrows and an elf. Two with beautiful blonde hair and one with dark. Three guesses as to who these were.

"Karnok, go back to sleep." Kili grumbled in his angry, sleepy voice. GODAMNIT KARNOK.

"Seriously! I am going to scream if I hear that woman's name again!" I screeched loudly in to the night. Not gonna lie, I was slightly emotional. I'd just spent the past year putting my family through the emotional trauma of watching their daughter choose perceived madness over them. But here the She-Dwarf was again, through no fault of her own, having taken over my life for a second time, "Fili get up. We've come to the part where you tell me exactly what the shit is going on. You too Legolas, come on. Up all three of you." All three of them did get up. They got up only to tackle me to the ground and poke me all over. Fee pulled at my cheeks to make my eyes go all wide as if peering in to my soul. Kee was checking out my fingers although I still have no idea what he was looking for and I'm pretty sure Legolas just wanted a cuddle.

"It's you! Kayleigh it's you." My Fee was crying, smiling and crying again. His hands were in my hair braiding of all things.

"Yes it's me. Now, I'd ask you to get off-" they squeezed tighter, "but you'd do that so I won't. Just tell me everything that's happened since I left please."

I almost wish I hadn't asked.