Disclaimer: it's the last chapter and I still don't own LotR!
When the group arrived in Gondor's capital, the sun was just setting, but there were parties being thrown in the streets. News had traveled fast, and everyone knew of Mordor's defeat. They were taken to where Aragorn, Legolas, Gandalf, and Gimli were staying, and joined in on the party that had erupted there.

Frodo had tracked Hallie down and demanded to know where his Ring was. When Blaire told him that she'd tossed it into the Cracks of Doom, he passed out and Sam started attacking them. It took the strength of both Boromir and Aragorn to pull him off. Blaire and Hallie backed away and went to find somewhere safe to hide until Sam calmed down. The Ring was gone, but its effects would live on for a very long time after.

After a few hours of dancing their hearts out, the exhausted group sat down around the fire and talked. No one mentioned Mordor's defeat, as Blaire seemed a little distressed over it, so they laughed and told jokes and had fun.

Blaire was content to just lay in Damrod's arms and listen. She was completely worn out, and was nearly asleep when she started to feel a bit odd.

She sat up and looked around for Allyn or Rachael. She was both happy and worried to see similar expressions on their faces. "I think it's happening," she said softly.

"What's happening?" Damrod asked as he sat up.

"I-I think we're going back!" That was all Blaire managed to say. Everything started spinning and going black, just like it had when she'd disappeared from the karate school. When things finally straightened out again, she was standing in the high school parking lot. So it's over, she thought sadly. I didn't even get to say goodbye.

She turned around and saw that Rachael, Sean, Allyn, and Hallie were appearing also. Allyn landed smack on her butt, and Blaire, while laughing, helped her up.

Rachael looked around. "So I guess that's it, huh?"

Blaire nodded. "I was right though, wasn't I? We did what we were supposed to do." She paused, then said, "Let's get out of here before someone wonders what we're doing here."

They began walking away, but stopped dead in their tracks when they heard seven consecutive thumps behind them.

They all pivoted very, very slowly around. Standing together were Aragorn, Legolas, Boromir, Faramir, Damrod, Mablung, and the Witch King of Angmar.

"This is not good," Blaire said, and covered her face with her hands