Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters. I don't own Middle Earth, the Valinor, the Valar or any other things that I can't think of right now. I am just playing to make others happy.

A/N: Don't shoot me? I had writer's block for a week! And I'm ill! Please don't shoot!

elvendancer: Here's more for you to enjoy!

ky: Thank you very very very very very much! Hope you enjoy this chapter as well!

Elven Kitten: Help is finally on its way. I just hope they get there on time, cause I'm not waiting all day!

grumpy: Thank you. Where is Estel? Hum… a part of the Lands of the Dead, I won't say to much or I'll give away something I shouldn't. You're welcome about the previous chapters who's who, although I might have to do some adding soon! (grrr… evil characters.)

Schizo13: We'll see if it works or not. (Personally I hope it does, but we'll see there are a lot of factors Elrond doesn't know about. He is essentially going in blind.) No you didn't miss anything, it is just how the chapter reads. But feel free to ask me whatever questions you have, kay? I know I sometimes go off on little tangents and don't explain everything.

Lita of Jupiter: Long time no see… I mean hear from. But it's cool, I know I have senior stuff that I have to deal with before Christmas as well. Alas, school is evil. Thanks for the compliment, as for a tease, of course it's a tease! I have to keep you guys interested don't I? *smiles and laughs trying not to cough to hard.* There are getting closer to their goal, okay only beginning but a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. And a quest begins with a single dream. (sorry quote fanatic.) Yes I saw ROTK. I am thinking that I am going to rewrite the coronation scene so it fits into my story (whether its part of the rewrites of Ada's Memories or this story itself.) We'll see. I agree that one scene was a little disappointing, but Peter was never really big on showing the relationship between Elrond and Aragorn/Estel. I am thinking of rewriting that scene as well when he gives Estel the sword. But you have to think of it as Elrond being worried, and then it works out all right in your head. Gotta love those mental corrections, Peter doesn't always make things easy for us. But you can tell Elrond approves now (coronation scene), and you can take his smile as being mourning for loss of both his son and his daughter and you see what I mean.

Cat15: No m-preg. * laughs and smiles, thinking of an evil thing she could do. Shakes head, muttering not this time. * I am not a big fan of those, I read them occasionally when the story is one I really like. But I can see where you got that from. No that wasn't where Tindomiel (I think that is the character that says that line, actually I know that's who it is) was going for. Not opposed to it, just not a fan. Plus not the right story for that to happen. No one to do the deed. (No fears of slash for this story, and I'd warn those before if it was one. *which it isn't so all of those who don't like it don't worry!* And I can assure this is definitely not one, no matter how much Estel and Legolas joke about it with Arwen.)

Okay telling you now, we have a flash back to the ending of the first age/beginning of the second age. That's in italics. (I am a history major that is why there is so much reference to history, incase anyone just thinks I'm crazy. I'm not, really!)

Other italics are thoughts between Elros and Elrond (they are identical twins, so I'm going on the basis that they can talk to one another in their heads. They just don't do it often cause it is rude.) or just thoughts.

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"For the one I claim as my own child, grant me passage into the place were his soul is to regain what is mine. Let me bring my son back to his rightful place at our family's side." Elrond said quietly waving the burning dry sage bunch around the room.

Left to right the burning branch went its rich perfume casting its fragrance around the room. Elrond started at the north portion of the room near the door, then moving east towards the window facing the great white willow; south towards the elegant carved fireplace; and finally west towards his son's own bed "Allow me to pass into the place of human souls." His voice wavered as his eyes began to fill with tears. "Allow me to collect ion-nin from their midst."

As Elrond passed him as he moved towards the bed, Elros squeezed his brother's hand showing his support. Elrond returned the squeeze, although he made his face appear calm to all the others in the room his twin could see right through him. Elros gave him a smile, small, but it held a hope that Elrond's heart rejoiced to see. For that smile had given him a great promise once, one that Elros had kept.

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"Why did you choose not to be with the eldar? We will be sundered now, for we have chosen different kindreds."

"I have chosen with my heart brother, just as you have. Maybe one day you will understand why I chose this path."

"You are being foolish brother, there is no hope in these lands only death."

"Then you must ask yourself brother, why do you stay? You must hold some hope within your heart, for it lives. Although we have chosen which race we want to belong to, the blood of both people's still flows through both of our veins. After my death, we will be together once more, forever." Elros had said with a small hopeful smile. "You have to have estel."

"How can I hold onto estel, when it cannot be found. We will not be together again, the Valar have told us. Do you have no fear? Do you not see…"

"No folklore has told us Elrond, you of all people should know that." Elros gave an odd sort of smile. "You are a lore master after all, muindor."

"You know not what you promise muindor. Lore, as you say I know, and I know what it says about the race of man." Elrond looked deep into his brother's eyes, grabbing his hands. "You know Elros that they pass from this world. I cannot bear to be left alone here."

"You will not be alone muindor, you never will be. There will be others to take the place of me in your heart." Elrond opened his mouth, but Elros raised his hand placing his right index finger on his brother's lips. "But remember Elrond, I will not leave you, even if my spirit has to hide within yours. Never muindor-nin. You will hold to estel, you just have to find it." Elros brought his hand up to tilt his twin's face up to meet his. "Amine mela lle Elrond-nin"

Elrond looked into his brother's identical eyes, as his own teared, this would be the last day they would be together, truly as identical twins. "Always Elros-nin. Always and forever."

Elros smiled, yet tears came to his eyes as well, "As I will love you. Aye I fear Elrond, but there will come a time when you have to go into the unknown to follow your heart; and then…" Elros paused, tears running down his cheeks, his voice was so soft Elrond's elven hearing bearly allowed him to hear the new king of men's words. "And then my brother you will understand this and my promise to you."

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Elrond looked into his brother's eyes and smiled. I understand now. The words flowed in his mind allowing his twin to hear them.

Elros smiled again, I always knew you would Elrond. I knew before you knew it yourself.

Now it was Legolas' turn. The young prince moved forward towards Estel, he knelt next to the man that he considered to be a brother to him.

"Spirit of the gate, Mandos, allow me passage into the lands of the dead to bring back one who is terribly needed. Grant me safety, so my shieldbrother and I my once more be reunited under the sun." Legolas choked back a sob, as he paused. "Allow him to be strong. Let me bring back one who was taken unfairly. Grant me this boon."

"Open the gates and allow us to enter." The both intoned. Elrond placed his hand over his son's heart, just as Legolas did. Then the room went black…

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Then they were else, in a dark place where no light shown. Legolas stepped back in shock. "How can this be the place where the souls of men go." When he breathed he could see his breath, and he had to switch his breathing to his mouth so as not to become sick from the smell.

He looked over at Elrond. Elrond was dressed in only dark blue leggings, dark red tunic, and a heavy black cloak with a pack on his back holding supplies and a spare cloak for Estel. Two swords he carried. One, his own, lay in his scabbard, while the other, Estel's elven sword which he had taken with him when he had left the shores of Arda, was on his back.

Elrond nodded his agreement to Legolas, looking briefly into his son's friend's eyes. The he turned and stared at the oppressing sky, there were no stars in the sky. The Lands of the Dead, this was the land beyond the end of the world that Eru had set aside for the secondborn. Why would anyone choose this place opposed to the Valinor? Looking up at the sky again, he suddenly knew that Estel hated it here, not because he was without his family. But the heaviness the black placed upon one's heart.

"I do not know Legolas. I do not." Elrond took in a deep breath, then let it out slowly. He turned back to his left where Legolas was standing. "I know one thing for certain though young prince." He looked back up at the sky sadly.

"What is that Lord Elrond?" Legolas said with worry. He brought his hand up to Elrond's shoulder.

"Estel hates it here." Elrond said softly as he turned back to look at Legolas. He placed his hands on Legolas shoulders, then indicated towards the sky with his hands. "He hates being away from the stars."

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Elrond rushed to his ten-year-old son's pleas, he had not noticed the lack of stars until his son's had pointed it out. He curse himself for not noticing, apart of nature, hah, only when he was not busy talking to others. Young Estel had never been in a place without a least the moon shining brightly. Now Estel had seen many storms and cloudy nights, but there was just something wrong with this part of the world. It was dark and cold, and the darkness pressed down on you, as it tried to suck all hope out of your body. Your grew heavy in this place, robbing you of all joy and good feelings.

"It is alright ninion, I am here." Elrond gathered his foster son in his arms, rocking him back and forth slowly. His gentle light soothing the boy as it brought hope back into Estel's heart. Quietly Elrond sang him a small lullaby.

Hush my child there is no need to fear

For Ada is guarding you here

No evil shall take you on my guard

Though they try hard

Listen ninion and listen close

Ada will keep you safe from all the ghosts

That long to take my darling child away

From moonlight night and sunlit day…

After a long while Estel's eyes began to droop and Elrond carried his son to where his brothers and grandparents sat.

"I do not think it was very wise of us to bring Estel along with us." Elrond said quietly to his family.

"It had to be done, though." Galadriel said in the same whisper, "Erestor and Glorfindel told you what happened. He needs your love to guide him through this time of pain."

"Yes but what if this just makes everything worse. Estel has never been truly outside the borders of Imladris, the world outside is cold to one who does not understand all of its evil."

"All will be well Elrond just wait and see." Galadriel said softly as she looked at her foster grandchild, she no longer thought of him as that though. The two of them had become as close as birth grandmothers and grandsons.

But Elrond looked once more up at the stars then at Galadriel, "Yes it maybe but did you look up at the sky. Earendil does not even shine here." He could not keep the little fear out of his voice that there was. To which Galadriel just laughed…

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Well I hope you have enjoyed this story.