Oh, it's been such a beautiful journey. But all good things must come to an end for even better things to start. That's what I say about my ex. Something way better than him is around the bend and I know that I'll be just fine without him, but this story has become my favorite of all my stories. I really hope you've enjoyed it too. I will let you know by posting on this story when I've started the sequel, which I know I will, give me any ideas you have for it, cause I really don't know much about what I'm gonna do with it. You guys rock for being with me on this ride. I luv ya guys! Here's the last Friggin Chapter.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, but the word "gsugnjfhf" I also don't own the song Headstrong, I don't even know who sings it. Go fig. I also do not own Girls and Boys by Good Charlotte.

Chap. 11: Amen mela lle.

Legolas stood in front of Galadriel as she gave him the most beautiful bow he'd ever seen. When she leaned in to hug him goodbye she whisper in his ear.

"Do not give up hope, for good things come to those who wait." He nodded his head at her as she moved on.

Galadiel stood in front of Med. Her hand was outstretched. "Give me the paperclip you hold in your pocket," she ordered. Med handed over the office utensil. "Amazing to think something so small could start all of this," she remarked looking it over and handing it back to Med who quickly stuffed it back in her pocket. "I have nothing to give you but advice, to use that again would not send you home. I think you understand what I mean." Med just nodded her head as the graceful elf walked past her.

The seating order for the boats sat her between Legolas and Gimli in the very last boat. She knew nothing about the water so the two men did the work paddling, she just sat there and either made small talk or just hummed to her self.

"Headstrong I'll take you on, headstrong to take on anyone," she murmured to herself one day. She turned her head slightly to see the elf behind her quickly look away. It was a miracle he was even looking at her. Ever since she confronted him about their out of hand wrestling match he would barely acknowledge her existence. That made her feel terrible.

At that exact same time Legolas was thinking about that "out of hand wrestling match." Only he was reminiscing about it. He longed to feel her in his arms again. The feeling of her letting down all those barriers was so wonderful. He wished she would come to her senses and let him kiss her again. If only she could see how much they were right for each other. He loved her enough to forsake his people and kill himself the day she died. Why couldn't she see that?

In the boat ahead Boromir sat think too. But about what he could do with the ring. How he could save Gondor. How he could get it away from that hobbit. He could get it to let Med see it and then taking advantage of Med's childlike state grab it from her and then. Oh it was too wonderful to think about. He could almost feel the power now.

"Girls don't like boys, girls like cars and money," she sang, "Boys will laugh at girls when they're not funny!"

"What are these infernal noises you keep making?" asked Gimli looking over his shoulder at the girl behind him.

"They're songs I knew from back home," retorted Med.

"I should've known," he scoffed, "Be it you snogging with the elf or singing crazy songs, I never know what to expect from you."

"WHAT??!!" asked a very shocked Med as Legolas' eyes grew very wide.

"Oh don't pretend like it didn't happen," Gimli nonchalantly blabbered, "That little hobbit, Perigrin saw the whole thing and I over heard him explaining the whole thing in livid detail to the rest of the hobbits the other day."

"Oh, my," breathed Med pushing her hair back with her hand. She looked over her shoulder to see Legolas looking right at her. She gave him a pleading look, but he just shrugged his shoulders. She turned around and bit her lip. She had to tell Gimli that nothing was going on between them, but she could make herself be so mean again.

"Gimli," started Legolas, "I won't deny that it happened. But it had no bases behind it. We were just rough-housing and it got a little. out of hand. Besides, if was mainly my fault, the love I was feeling about being with the elves again kinda of spilled over into her."

"Well, then," said the dwarf very flustered, "If that's all I should straighten that young hobbit out.

Med looked over her shoulder and caught Legolas' eye. She mouthed Thanks to him and he nodded in return. He couldn't let her know how much it had hurt for him to tell Gimli that he had no feelings for her. In fact he loved her more than ever after the incident. He wanted so much for another moment like that. 'Good things come to those who wait.' He remembered her words. He'd just have to wait he guessed.

They arrived at Amon Hen the very next day. Med knew all that was about to happen and she mourned already the loss of Boromir. But she also relished the chance to fight orcs again. But these were stronger, bred as killing machines. She hoped she would be okay.

Frodo went off by himself to think over what he wanted to do. Med knew that his decision would lead him and Sam down treacherous paths, but she knew he was strong enough to make it through. She saw Boromir sneak off and she watched as soon everyone was about looking for Frodo and Boromir. Then. the battle started.

Med really didn't expect it, one minute she was alone calling Frodo's name the next an orc was charging at her. She quickly whipped out her knife and sliced through the damned creature. More were racing towards her. She wouldn't be able to take that many alone.

"Orcs! Help!" she cried slicing another one's neck open. As they came she did her best to hit the most lethal areas. She continued to yell but no one came. They were probably all busy. She began to back away and try to find someone and still continue to destroy the onslaught of orcs coming her way. An orc got past her and was about to slice her arm when an arrow whizzed past her ear and into the orcs skull. She turned to see Legolas smiling at her. She nodded her head back and gored another orc as it tried to get her.

She was to busy with the orcs in front of her, to realize that there were more behind her. She didn't till she felt the arrow pierce the small of her back. She swung and killed another orc as she fell to the ground Legolas saw and shot every orc that tried to come her way. It was a long hard battle till they were all gone but as soon as they were gone Legolas bent down to look at Med.

She was in so much pain. It figured that she would die here by some orc's hand and not her own. That was her destiny. That really sucked.

"Med?" asked Legolas, "Med? Can you hear me?"

"Oh Leggy," she rasped.

"Oh please don't die on me!" he pleaded holding her close to his chest.

"Leggy?" she asked.

"Yes Med," he answered looking down at her eyes.

"Boromir is dead, you need to go help Aragorn with him," she insisted.

"I would rather die than leave you here by yourself to die," he proclaimed, "But you aren't going to die, You hear me?"

"Yes, Leggy," she whispered, "I have to tell you something."

"What Med?"

"When you kissed me."

"Yes?"

"You weren't like Games at all, he never had the nerve to kiss me, and I bet 10 to 1 you were better at it,"

"Thank you Med," he smiled.

"Amen mela lle, Legolas Greenleaf ," she whispered.

"I love you too, Medalia D'oro Graysler," he answered bending down and kissing her on her forehead.

Med felt his lips graze her forehead, but after that she felt cold. She saw nothing but black and she heard a voice, a voice from long ago. Maybe about 12 years ago, he was calling her name.

*^*^*^*^**^*^*^**^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^* And there you have it. Love don live here anymore, Do you think I should do a sequel???? Tell me, cause if you don't it won't happen. Peace out you guys! Love yas!!!!!! 3