Title: Meant To Be

Author/E-mail: Larien Ancalimë ShireBabi@aol.com

Pairing: Legolas/Tinylia

Genre: Action/Romance

Rating: PG-13

Summary: Tinylia is the daughter of Aragorn and Arwen. She grows up in Rivendell and becomes very close with Legolas. The two of them love each other as brother and sister and treat each other the way brothers and sisters do. Legolas stays with them in Rivendell until Tinylia is 11 years old and then is called back home by his father, Lord Thranduil. He stays in Mirkwood for 7 years when he finally returns to Rivendell to reunite with his old friends and sees Tinylia as a beautiful young woman.

Disclaimers: All places and peoples of Middle-Earth are not mine, they are respectively Tolkien's. Tinylia, however, is mine.

Warnings: some swearing here-and-there.

Author's Notes: I would just like to say that I truly appreciate all of the feedback I have been getting from all of my readers. It helps me out a lot. I would also like to thank Marie for giving me the opportunity to post my fiction on here. I finally have some people to read my work!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Chapter One

Several years had passed since the Prince of Mirkwood left Rivendell to tend to his father. Lord Thranduil was preparing to send some of the woodland elves to the Grey Havens, Legolas being his top priority. It was hard for him to make the decision but he knew it was a must. What he did not know, was that Legolas had other plans in mind. He had promised to return to Tinylia in Rivendell once his father no longer needed him. And now, that time had finally come.

"Father, I know you wish of me to travel to the Grey Havens. That is a place I desire to go to in my life but now is not the time. I have made a promise to a very dear friend of mine that I would return to Rivendell. It has been 7 long years and I know she awaits my return." Legolas said walking in the woods with his father.

"I understand.though I prefer you journey to the Grey Havens. The time of the elves will soon be at an end, I do not know how much longer we have. But, as you wish, I give you my permission to travel to Rivendell once again." Thranduil said turning to his son.

"Thank you, Father. This means very much to me and the one I long to see. I will return to you when the time has come for us to pass. Namárië." Legolas gave his father one last hug and turned to the palace.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Tinylia had grown into a beautiful young woman in the years that Legolas was gone. She made a few elf friends and met with them daily for their own little archery competitions. She was very good for being of the mortal race, and the others admired that about her. Aragorn taught her the skill of the sword and even let her practice a few times with the great Anduril. Arwen and Tinylia would sing together when they had their daily walks among the elven city. Their beautiful voices echoed throughout Rivendell, which others loved to hear. But life was still hard for Tinylia at times, she loved her father and wanted to be with him as much as she could but did not want to leave Rivendell to travel to Gondor, for she feared Legolas would come and go if she was not there. She wished to see him again; she missed their archery lessons and the warmth of his smile. What she did not know was that her wish would come true sooner than she thought.

Tinylia was just finishing up her archery competition with her friends, she had won again. After she was sure everyone had gone, she placed another arrow on her bow. She enjoyed practicing alone, the sound of the arrow flying through the air and then hitting the target. After she shot a few arrows, she retrieved them and placed them back in her quiver. She was beginning to learn to use daggers and thought that would need more practice than her archery. Just as she was about to throw a dagger at the target, her mother interrupted her.

"Tinylia? Where are y- oh, there you are. I need you to come back to the palace with me immediately. There is something very important I need to speak to you about." Arwen said picking up Tinylia's quiver and then grabbing her daughter's hand.

"Why can't we speak of it here? There is no one around, everyone has gone." Tinylia said grabbing her bow and following her mother.

"You never know who could be watching. You know how elves can sneak about. You've picked up that skill yourself; I'd say you were an elf if I did not know you." Her mother said pulling her daughter up the steps and into the main hall.

"Alright, Mother. As you wish. What is this all about anyways?" Tinylia asked becoming very curious about the matter her mother was speaking of.

"Just go into your chamber, I'll be there in a moment." Arwen motioned for Tinylia to go down the hall and then turned into the den.

Tinylia did as she was told and walked slowly down the hall. As she passed a mirror that hung on the wall, she noticed a patch of dirt on her light blue trousers. She rubbed it but quickly gave up when it would not brush off. She walked a bit further down the hall and stopped in front of her door.

"I don't remember closing the door when I left this morn." She said looking at it confused.

She slowly turned the handle and then cautiously stepped inside. She had the feeling someone, or something, was inside her chamber. What it was, she did not know. She walked slowly to her bed and placed her bow on top of it. She looked around the room and stopped on a figure that was standing outside on her balcony.

"Who are you? And what are you doing in my chamber?" she asked stepping warily towards the figure which quickly turned around after hearing her voice.

"Aiya (hello), Tinylia." The mysterious person said. "Do you not remember who I am?"

Tinylia's eyes lit up when she heard the voice of her old friend. "LEGOLAS!" she screamed.

She ran to him and gave him a hug. He hugged her back for a long while, breathing in her beautiful scent. Tinylia's eyes began to tear as she stepped back.

"Manen nar tyë? (How are you?)" She asked with a wide smile.

"Very well." Legolas said while wiping the tears from Tinylia's cheek with his soft hands. "Ar manen nar tyë?"

"I am very well also, but have missed you greatly." She said taking Legolas' hand in hers.

Legolas smiled at her, struck by her beauty. She had blossomed into a beautiful young woman and he immediately took notice of this. Tinylia blushed and looked away when Legolas would not take his eyes off of hers. She had always found him very attractive, even at the tender age of eleven.

"You've grown, Tinylia, into a beautiful being." Legolas said lifting her head gently by the chin. He placed a gentle kiss on her forehead and hugged her again.

Tinylia grinned and hugged him back. His body was so warm. She loved the feel of his arms wrapped tightly around her. She felt safe, and loved.

"Well, I believe we have much catching up to do." Tinylia said as she stepped back from him. She brushed a piece of loose hair out of her eyes and turned to her bed.

"Yes, we do. I did not hear much about Rivendell while I was home. I'm sure you have much to tell." Legolas said following her.

Tinylia picked up her bow and placed it on the hook beside her bed. Legolas saw how worn out it had become and assumed she had kept with her hobby.

"You still enjoy your old hobby, I can see. Perhaps you need a new bow?" Legolas asked as he turned to where his belongings lay. He picked up something large wrapped in a gray cloth. "Here, this is for you. I remembered you wanting a bow from Mirkwood. I had them craft it especially for you."

Tinylia took the bow in her hands and unwrapped the cloth. Her eyes widened when the saw the beauty of it. Small designs were intricately carved into the dark wood. A silver design was placed where you held the wood. The string was silver and very thin. She held it with ease for it was very light.

"Oh, Legolas. It's.wonderful. It's more than I could have imagined." She said as she ran her fingers over the bow. At the bottom she found her name inscribed in silver.

"I was hoping you'd like it. I have arrows for you also. Shall we go and test them?" he asked, a smile appearing on his face.

"Yes, that would be wonderful. If, you don't mind doing so." Tinylia said as she stood.

"Not at all. I'll bring my bow as well." Legolas said retrieving his bow. "I haven't had much practice for a while, I must admit. We'll see what skill I still posses."