Thank you all for reviewing, here's the last chapter of DOOM! Sorry it took so long to put up. It's a nice, happy ending for Aragorn. WARNING: This by no means is as good as told in ME132's fic, 'Behind the Silver Banner'. Just bear with me.

Chapter Four: Return to the Living

The crown of Gondor sits heavily on my brow, a reminder of the responsibility I now bear. I feel strange wearing this crown, accepting this title. I do not feel like a king.

I turn slowly to face the people of Minas Tirith. They cheer happily and I realize just how much I care about this country.

The crowd grows quiet as I begin to sing the words Elendil once said. "Et Earello Endorenna utulien. Sinome maruvan ar Hildinyar tenn' Ambar-metta!"

Out of the Great Sea to Middle Earth I am come. In this place will I abide, and my heirs, unto the ending of the world!

Yet even as I sing this, I know there will be no heirs. My line will diminish before it begins, for Arwen is dead. I have loved and I have lost, and I must suffer for the rest of my days.

May they be short, I think, unable to shake the darkness that surrounds me.

I walk down the stairs, watching in amusement as friends and strangers bow slightly. When I reach Legolas, he claps me on the shoulder and smiles.

Smile, I think wryly. There is a thing I have forgotten how to do. When Arwen drew her last breath I forgot how to smile.

Legolas looks pointedly to his left. I raise my eyes over his shoulder and see Elrond. He whispers to the banner in front of him. Or, rather, the maiden behind the banner.

I watch in disbelief as Arwen steps out from her hiding place. I cannot take my eyes from her half-hidden face. A faint song mingles with my thoughts as she moves closer.

She is alive. My hope and love has not fallen into the silent darkness they call death.

For the first time since Sauron's lie I notice the sunshine, the blooming White Tree, and the joy of everyone around me. Arwen smiles shyly and I feel a grin on my lips.

I lift her face to mine and see my happiness mirrored in her eyes. We are finally together. Nothing can tear us apart now.

I press my lips to hers and for a moment absolutely everything in all the world is right. The justice of this moment astounds me. The first person to see past the Ranger in me is the first to see me as King. I feel like a King now, and the crown I wear is not so uncomfortable as it was minutes ago.

When I pull out of the kiss, a huge gin plays on my face. With the Shadow defeated and my Evenstar at my side, the smile will never go away.

Not the best chapter, I'm sorry. But review still. Next fic up will be 'Forbidden' a story that takes place very early in Aragorn and Arwen's relationship. Look out for that.

Also, let me know if I should put up a fic about some mischief Aragorn and Arwen got into separately with the twins. My editor hates it, but I'm beginning to wonder.

Thanks for reading!