The walkway she entered loomed far out as Caitlin turned the corner, leaving the room.

She heard Eowyn fallowing in her footsteps as the noise built back to its former state. Caitlin leaned on the staff. Still looking ahead at the hallway before her.

She rested for a moment. Gathering her strength, feeling the pain in her leg. Then as Eowyn came to her side, Caitlin again took a step and then another, hobbling her way through the hall.

"Wizard, at least dress yourself before leaving the infirmary." Said Eowyn who had now given up her plee to try and stop Caitlin.

Caitlin stopped again looking down at the gown she wore, a thing she had not noticed before.

"Quickly then, my friend." She said, in an acceptance that walking around in a nightgown would be of no use.

Eowyn turned to leave... "Hold that request, shield maiden." Said a loud voice from the end of the hallway.

Two stood in the shadows as both Caitlin and Eowyn peered at them. "It will be attended to." She was familiar to him, his voice was one she knew well, and as they stepped from the corner Caitlin bowed.

"My lord Elrond." She stated with respect as he stepped toward her. His robes were elegant, a dark blue with silver sleeves. Caitlin noticed hadhafang, hanging from his belt.

Legolas stood beside him, his hand almost reached out to grasp her as she bowed. His step toward her, held back. His face aching to reach her. Caitlin could see how he yerned to be with her. Caitlin as well felt her heart leap as he came forth, her body staid from embracing him by shear will alone.

"I see you were to restless to await us in your chamber," he said. Caitlin heard his words, but her eyes staid locked on Legolas's face. "I know you are eager to great your companion, please do not deny your reunion on my account," he said.

Before elrond was even finished, both Caitlin and Legolas were in each other's arms. Their lips meeting first, in a long passionate kiss. Caitlin wrapped her arms around his back as he tilted his head, deepening the kiss.

Elrond coughed, clearing his throat at the surprising scene before him. He brought his hands behind his back and tilted his head to face Eowyn who was standing on the other side of the Caitlin and Legolas.

"I, um, guess she has grown close to her companions..." he said

Eowyn who was equally surprised looked at him. "y yes, it would appear that is the case, my lord." Eowyn then took her leave, heading back into the hospital.

Caitlin and Legolas released their embrace and faced Elrond. Feeling relieved. Caitlin smiled, feeling a great weight lifted from her as she was again united with Legolas.

"I imagine that is a.....greeting among your people." He said with a small smile. "A 'hello, how are you' kind of thing. I can only imagine the surprise on dear Legolas's face, the FIRST time you introduced yourself in such a manner." He said with a mischievous grin.

"Oh yes my lord, he was certainly surprised, but I think he has grown quite accustomed to that particular cultural difference." She said with a small smile, as they again made their way out of the hall, Caitlin limping as they walked.

"You are surprised to see me." Said Elrond as they walked to the main hall.

"Yes, it was my assumption that you would stay in Rivendell." Said Caitlin.

"And so I would have, but for my vision," he said. "Galadriel has seen it also." He stopped when they reached the gaila room that hung the flags of Ruhan. "the powers above have sent you to us as a guide. Those who fight to protect middle earth would do well to recognize how important you will be in the raging storm of sourons forces as they gather." He said.

Elrond and Caitlin took their seats at the table as legolas stood just next to them.

"This is a thing that has not gone unnoticed by the elves who, as you know are in the final stages of their time. Our ships leave the shores of this land to the race of men. But our affection and love of middle earth is no less. It is there fore our intention to leave you, its new guardian, with our blessing."

Caitlin saw Aragorn enter through the door from the left. He stood at the doorway and nodded his head to Elrond, who greeted him in kind.

Caitlin turned her attention back to Elrond. "My lord, your people have already given me so much, Queen Galadriel has presented me with her sword, which has saved my life more than once." She looked down at her injured leg for a moment before continuing. "I will not pretend to feel adequately prepared for the war to come. This battle was but a prelude to the death and destruction which awaits your forces my lord. But still I would ask nothing more of the elves, your time here has come to its end. And I know you long for your home in the gray havens, valinor." She said as she rose, painfully to her feet.

"I thank you for your help, I know you have healed my leg as best you could, I recall the smell of your ointments that saturates the bandage." She said. Extending her hand to him.

Elrond took it with confusion as she shook his hand. "oh, I forgot you don't... it's a greeting and a goodbye from my home." She said releasing his hand.

Elrond looked at her suspiciously. And Caitlin laughed, realizing his joke.

"don't worry my lord, I wont kiss you." She said with a laugh.

Elrond smiled, and laughed. As Caitlin turned to leave. "Wait, we are not finished here." he said as he nodded to Aragorn who opened the door he had entered from.

In walked five elven warriors, along with Haldir. Who carried a long slim object covered in cloth.

Caitlin felt his presence, her joy that he was alive was suppressed as he came toward her. Surrounded by the elves, their postures befitting their graceful kind. Their formation never broken.

Haldir smiled at her as he approached. He stopped a few feet in front of her and unwrapped the long object, kneeling to present it to her.

Caitlin gasped as she recognized this ancient and legendary tool. She could scarcely breath as she lifted her fingers to touch it.

"worthy of the great kings of my fathers, Gil-galad ech vaegannen matha aith helegin l orch gostatha; nin lniel na nguruthos hon essnln istatha: AIGLOS." Whispered Legolas.

"yes, Aiglos, otherwise known as icicle, it is nine feet tall, the blade is recurved and almost two feet long, etched in brass filigree, it is a mighty weapon, and though light, can be wielded by only the most powerful of warriors. Its glaive like appearance is meant to be wielded two handed by the High king. Gil Galad." Stated Elrond.

With trembling hands Caitlin took hold of the spear, as memories of its legend came rushing back to her. the blade was covered in a leather sheath, with gold filigree of leaves on it. she found her fingers fit neatly around grooves that seemed made for her in the middle of it.

"we have adjusted its grip, to meet your small frame, but it will be useful to you as a walking staff, as well as a weapon when you need distance between you and your opponent." Said Elrond.

"I trust it is of your approval." Said Haldir. As Caitlin took it with an astonished gaze on her face.

"oh, Elrond...." Caitlin seemed to pay no attention to her leg as she released the other staff she had been using and replaced its support with Aiglos. Caitlin loved the long staff, it was one of her favorite weapons, one she could recall was the subject of hours and hours of painstaking practice. She remembered all the times she had been hit on the head by her staff at home, otherwise known as a rokushaku bow.

She stepped back from the crowd, giving herself plenty of room, still mesmerized by the magnificent weapon that she held. She brought it out in front of herself and removed the leather casing from the blade, tossing it to Legolas.

She brought it in front of her, the blade glistening in the light, breathed a final breath of stillness and then began swinging it through her grip, striking and defeating imaginary orcs in all directions as the length of the staff reached her targets and simultaneously brought back the familiarity she had felt at home when working with the rokushaku bow.

She swung the blade, trying to find the weapons balance with its metal blade. She found that her body adjusted its movement to remove pressure from her injured leg, something she had not expected. But still accepted with happiness.

She came to a stop, bringing the blade back to its original point in front of her. Legolas smiled at her, throwing the sheath back to her, allowing her to replace it as she smiled back at him.

"this is more than I ever could have hoped for." She said. Bowing to them. "with all my heart, I thank you." She said

"your thanks are unwanted, only your promise to wield this weapon with the same fury and passion as you demonstrated beside me in battle." Said Haldir with a bow.

"I am glad to see you are well." She said. And though she thought it might be inappropriate, she walked to haldir and hugged him.

Haldir, at first seemed to not know what to do, as he was unaccustomed with such emotional, affectionate, humans. but he hugged her back after a moment.

Caitlin could feel the love in the room as she released Haldir.

Caitlin turned her attention back to Elrond, Aragorn, and Legolas, who stood by the table, with the elves.

"I am sorry sire, but I must retire if I am to regain my strength further, I accept this gift happily and I thank you all." She said.

"just one more thing, and then I will allow you to depart." He said as he approached.

Caitlin smiled as he stopped in front of her.

He stood there for a moment. Then extended his arms and gave her a hug. "we have given all we can to this home we love so dearly, we have lived among the beings of this place for thousands of years, and now as our time passes away, we are sent a gift from above. One final act of love and courage . may the grace of the Valinor, protect you my child, for evil awaits you on your path."

He released her and she stood holding his hands. she didn't know if she would see him again. Elrond was so magnificent, a true picture of elven grace and poise.

"will I see you later on, my lord?" she said, reluctant to hear his answer. Fearing he was to leave right away.

Elrond smiled and nodded to her, telling her that she would see him again before he departed. She smiled at him and released his grasp allowing him to turn to aragorn and speak with him.

Caitlin leaned back to find Legolas standing there. She closed her eyes for a moment bathing in the comfort of his skin

Legolas felt her lean against him, as the others were conversing.

"will you walk with me?" he whispered in her ear.

Caitlin turned to him, taking his hand as they slipped out of the room unnoticed.

They walked in silence until they were far from the great hall. passing through the corridors.

"where are you taking me?" said Caitlin as Legolas as he stood outside a large doorway. Not really caring where they were going, just happy to be with him again.

"I stayed by your side day and night while you were sick," he said as he grasped her hand tightly. "you spoke of me, and of your home, Cailfornia." Legolas spoke as though he couldn't say the rest but it wasn't a sad or uncomfortable silence as he thoughtfully chose his words.

Caitlin felt the warmth from his hands and the scent of him. She could scarcely hold back the temptation to hold onto him and never let go as he spoke.

"Elrond is here for more than the ceremony of that glave you hold in your hand, though he will not speak of it to anyone, I scene he is waiting for the opportune moment to speak with you about it." said Legolas as he opened the door.

Legolas could see her thoughts in the way she held his hands, the way she looked at him. and as he opened the door he felt a sigh of relief exhale from his breath and he knew it was because she was with him again. he wanted to sweep her from her feet and never let her down. Embrace her in his arms wile her hair fell around them.

"oh, legolas, this is so beautiful." She said as they entered the room. a bed was against the wall to the left, and a fireplace was on the opposite wall of the doorway. The room was enriched in dark wood with pillows and blankets that resembled the ones found from lothlorien. The flag of the elven warriors of lothlorien hung from the ceiling and a seating area was under the flag with a small coffee table. It was surrounded by flowers, and candles, and the white arches resembled a blend of both elvish and ruhan design. to the right an archway led to a balcony its rounded peaks covered in dark violet cloth which whimsically blew in the mid day air from the mountains that lay stretched out far from edoras. Green ivy crept its way in from the balcony and was making its way up the pillars that led out to the balcony.

"the king redesigned this room in your honor." Said Legolas.

Caitlin made her way around the room, feeling the soft light green fabric on the bed and then hobbling out to the balcony. Legolas watched her explore the details of the room.

Caitlin came back in from the balcony and directed her attention to him.

She practically ran to him, and dropping the glave to the ground she wrapped her arms around his neck. Kissing him passionately. Legolas met her eagerly as they both felt eachother. "I .....was....so .....worried.....about you." Said Legolas as he lifted her up off the ground. Caitlin could feel the serenity of this moment. How much she loved him. The quiet nature of their love. Caitlin closed her eyes as she rested her head against his shoulder. If only they could be together. Up until now she had taken their love as something the moment gave her, a gift for her services in this war. But she loved him completely, and now the realization of their love dawned on her. for her love, Legolas would bind himself eternally to her. and when she died, he would remain alone, without this kind of connection with anyone, forever. For a brief moment Caitlin opened her eyes and felt her love, selfish.

Suddenly the doors swung open and gandalf came rushing through in a sea of chattering noises and men.

"quickly, ready yourself, Edoras is under attack!!!"

ahhhhhh, oh man this was a long time coming. No worries. The next chapter will be no later than one week. I swear.

I love you all for being so loyal and patient with writers who are mean and leave you hanging.

Love aikoalima