AN: Ok, this is the last chapter, Thanks so much for your coments, Syvia(I hope I spelled that right..) Anyhows, there is a sequel in the works, not by me though, by the other Listian in the fic, so when she starts to post it I will link it at the end of this story :D Hope this clears some stuff up for you!

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Anne-Marie

A-M blew her hair out of her face, Norma and Puck had been fantasitc all week, and she had had a good time.

"Hey Norma! Do I have to get dressed up for this party?"

"Yes!"

"Argh!"

"Just put on the dress I picked out for you."

"Fine, fine"

"Hurry up! Puck is meeting us there, and I don't want him to get too bored."

"Oo, good point, bored Puck equals trouble, ok hold on, almost ready," A-M hopped around looking for her other shoe, finding it she dove under the bed and pulled it on. Norma and A-M had arrived fashionably late, and both greeted Sir Didymus warmly.

He felt the boat rocking, it was lulling him back to sleep, but not before he caught a glimpse of the stars above him set against the black sky, he could see his favorite constellation, and smiled as he thought of it, closing his eyes again. Not questioning why he was in a boat.

Puck spied the boat coming in, however he didn't see anyone in it, it looked like a heap of blankets to him, then he caught sight of a shield glinting in the light and grinned. He would have recognized that anywhere, spryly he leapt into the boat and leaned over its only inhabitant.

"Time to wake up sleeping beauty," he poked at the warrior's shoulder.

Boromir's eyes fluttered open, he focus on Puck's cheery face and sat bolt upright.

"What"

"I am sure Jareth will have a fantastic explaination for us, in the meantime, we have some ladies waiting for us, and he is with them, so it is off to the party. By the way, how do you feel about being captain of the royal guard?"

"Are we enjoying ourselves ladies?" Jareth queried his fairy god daughter and her muse, who had been happily munching on an appetizer.

"Great food!" she managed to say before popping in another bite sized snack.

"Fantastic Uncle J! Hey, have you seen Puck?"

"He is running a little errand for me, he should be here shortly." Jareth scanned the crowd.

"Oh I see him!" Norma waved over her fiancee.

"Ah, I see he has brought my new captain of the guard, excellent."

"Really?" A-M asked.

"Yes, I believe you know him, hails from Gondor." A-M whipped her head around at this, of course she did so in time to smack the chin of the man who had just walked behind her, in an effort to surprise her.

"Ow"

"Gee, you two, just keep bumping into each other," Puck laughed as he walked over to Norma.

"Uncle J, I think you owe us a story."

"Well, perhaps I do." He grinned.

A-M and Boromir, both rubbing their injuries looked at the Goblin King expectantly.

"You see, your people, Boromir, once had magic, still do in small amounts."

"The dreams--"

"Yes. But when your ancestors had first come to Gondor, they knew that by going so far beyond where any other magic dwelt they would slowly loose their own. They felt their people needed to grow beyond the dependency on it, however they were unwilling to part with it all. So they created the Horn of Gondor, it was to protect their legacy. And it did, whenever blown it would summon help for its bearer. However, when it was broken in your last battle, no one was able to observe, save myself, that this magic no longer had a vessel, while it was still bound to protect the bearer of the horn it had no way of manifesting itself. This is where I come in, and perhaps, dear Muse, your wish. I was able to see this magic and redirect it, to your body. You did die, and you fulfilled your purpose as a member of the Fellowship and as a man of Middle Earth, however, that being done, the river's currents and your life has lead you here. The magic was able to restore what the arrows had destroyed, and you are now a living member of my community and if you accept, the new Captain of my Royal Guard."

"I would be honored sir. For you to offer me a place when I am without one, is indeed a sign of great trust. Most especially when you know my failings, are you certain I am the best man for the job?"

"I don't see too many others leaping at the chance, lad. I know you are what I need."

And so ended Boromir's adventure in the Labyrinth or perhaps more correctly so it began.