Hello once again, this is the last chapter and it is acctually an epilogue. If you do not get it please tell me and I will explain to you in an email or something.

Haha, no grumpy. We can not have a ranger running around in the dark, and seeing how it is Estel, he'd probably run into gobs and gobs of orcs. :) LOL. Here is your next chapter!!!!!

Hannon le mellon nin, Linwen, Thanks!!! Hope you like this next bit!!!

No BabeyRachey, Estel will not have a relapse. And, I thin it could happen, but the poor boy has been through enough already. I think I will cut him some slack, and yes, poor Leggy. But in our next story you will see him not so sad anymore because he will have a crush on someone, I think. I will have to talk to Linwen about that. Anyway, here is more!!! P.S.-The Passion was so amazing and touching!!!!

Don't worry Deana, I am sure you will be fine. I would rather have cried my eyes out than what I did do, I didn't cry at all. Which was quite embarrasing and odd feeling since everyone else had tears in their eyes. And yes it is good for our favorite ranger and elf again! Well somewhat! Here's chapter five!!!!!

Well here it is!!!!

Epilogue

It had been two months since the departure of Taran and Lingwen, they had left with tears in their eyes and broken hearts, and Legolas had watched.

He would rather have not, but because of his royal blood, his father and him had to be there to bid them farewell, and worst of all, Legolas had to kiss Lingwen upon the cheek as a sign of saddness.

Both had been reluctant and Aragorn had held his breaht, but the kiss had been placed with no grudge and they had departed.

Now, Legolas sat upon his bed in his room, sorrow etching his fair features and his eyes sad as he looked at an old arrow, Lingwen had made it for him when they were both elflings. Legolas had never used it before, for fear of losing the precious keepsake.

A knock on his door announced that Aragorn was there and he looked up. He smiled sadly.

"You ready?" the young amn asked, his eyes searching his friend for the answer.

Ever since he had gotten his sight back, Aragorn had not taken it for granted. He had stayed up for each sunset and woken up for each sunrise and looked at everything that his frined had pointed to.

The prince nodded, putting the arrow in his quiver he strapped it upon his back.

"I am ready. Where is Alede?"

"Right here, let's go." The elf-maiden popped round the corner.

All made their way down the hall and through the corridors to the stables were they each picked out their mounts.

"Let's make this quick." Aragorn whispered to Legolas and the prince nodded, knowing that he could not spend time afterwards. He did not want to.

Riding out, all three waved to the elves that guarded the gates ad galloped down the winding path.

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Legolas sighed and looked ahead, his eyes seeing the tree before him.

It was the same tree many years ago that Lingwen and him had carved their names upon. It was a beautiful old oak that Legolas admired greatly. It was strong and it's boughs were wide.

Behind him, Alede and Aragorn wathed. Alede had said it might help if he did this, but he was still not quite willing.

He took one deep breath to still his madly beating heart, then reached his arm back and pulled out the wanted arrow, the one Lingwen had made him.

Placing it upon his bow and lowering the weapon to knock it, he sighed once more before rising it slowly to his face so he could aim.

Then, pulling back so the string could almost touch his ear, he let a tear fall from his eye.

He let go and the arrow hissed throgu the air, shimmering in the afternoon sunlight and fletching shifted lightly in the breeze.

He lowered his bow and watched as it hit it's mark, straight and true. The middle of heart where the two names were carved now held the long arrow. It shivered and shook until it had been afew minutes and then it stopped.

And today, the tree still stands there with the arrow stuck in the middle of the heart, a name on each side, devided by the silver shaft.

~END~

WELL!!! Tell me what you think!!!! Please R&R!! No flames!! And for once, it was exactly as I predicted, five chapters long!!!!!

The next story should be up within the week or next week at the latest.

Oh! And "The Passion"! Well I can't really say it was good, that would sound weird. It was really life changing though and it emotionally drained me for a while. I went to small group after and could barely talk. So ya! But I encourage you to go see it!!!!!!!!!

So, hope you liked this story and I will be looking forward to your reviews!!! Toodles!!!!

ANd here is the preview for the next story!!!

Generations of Hatred

By Firniswin and Linwen

Summary: When a good friend of Aragorn's is kidnapped on the night of his birthday, him Legolas, Alede, and Adenen must find him before it is too late. And if they can find him, will they be able to stand up to the past and something they do not understand?

Here is a bit:

Glorfindel could not believe what he was hearing; he listened with tired eyes listening to the twins babble about something that made his head pound and his mouth go dry.

"So Glorfindel, what we are saying is, we do not know how, but there is no meat left in the whole of Imladris and Estel's twentieth birthday is tonight!"

Growling impatiently, the elf turned round and rubbed his head.

He was excited that his best friend's son, Estel, was growing older and it felt as if he was his son also, but he had just went on a hunting trip a week ago to fill the pantry and was just wishing to rest.

"Ada says that you should take a hunting party and go along the borders." Elrohir explained softly as he saw the red anger flushing into the blonde's usually pale cheeks.

Instead of screaming, Glorfindel grinned as he looked at the twins.

Both were unsure of how to react so they smiled back, their eyes questioning.

"Well then, as my first two to invite, I would enjoy the trip much better if you came, and that is NOT a request. Ready your horses and gather a troop of five others, not including Estel, I believe he is talking to his father about something rather important."

Both starred at him a few moments, their identical eyes not wavering.

"Go, go now! Legolas will arrive with his father, as well as Lady Galadriel, Lady Arwen, and Lord Celeborn, in a few hours! Shoo!"

Both young elves raced off towards the stables, not even looking back at the blonde elf.