A/N: Last Chap...yes...this and a sort of lead in to the sequel will come next. I suppose I am going to do a sequel or all of you will hunt me down and kill me....or hold my cat hostage until I write a sequel. Thanks to all who have supported me and followed along with the story. I truly appreciate it.

Please don't...I can't take it, not now...not when I'm going to leave you so soon. Her eyes welled up...she knew now that they could never be together, and if he did love her, then the present moment was all they had left. His hand help hers as she looked up at the elf prince, she could never love anyone else.

Legolas wiped away her tears, a woeful smile on his lips and a silent lament for his love echoed through is heart. He knew that he would die, no matter what happened after she left him...he would die without her. Lips pressed together in their one and only embrace, he let himself take in every bit of her and fill his soul. No sorrow would truly live in him as long as he knew she loved him. "I love you..."

"I...love you too, please...don't let go, not yet." Now she let the steams of tears flow freely. He loved her, and they could never be together. Their embraced lasted until the final rays of the sun arose from the horizon.

His hands shook as he entered her room. Merry was still asleep but she was packing quietly, looking as stoic as she could in this moment of despair.

"May I speak with you...for a moment?" she nodded and followed him outside to the hall, shutting the bedroom door behind them. Boromir looked at her for a moment and sighed. "There is one thing that troubles me..."

"Yes?" Holly looked almost worried as she waited for his question.

"Why would you die in my place?"

The girl was silent for a minute, looking at the ground with sorrowful eyes. "I saw so much of myself in you...I did not want you to die for your father. I thought that maybe you would not be attacked by Lurtz, but you were, and I had no choice then but to change your destiny, and seal mine. Maybe I believed that there wouldn't need to be a replacement, but I would gladly give my life again for you." Holly smiled. "I love you, and I always will. Your friendship is the most understanding I've ever had, and I will always be grateful for that."

"And I will always be grateful for yours, and the love between us will remain even when we part, so will the love of Merry and the others. We will protect you and love you no matter how far destiny may part us..." Now he shed his tears openly to her, this girl was a sister to him, and he would never stop loving her. The two hugged for a short time and knew that this was the only proper way for them to part.

The water looked so calm and placid compared to the gloomy faces that reflected in it. They knew not how this was supposed to work, but Celebhiril assured them that this would send them home...to their proper places in life. Their things had already been thrown in, only to disappear under the water within a matter of seconds, which was not reassuring to the girls.

"Take care, my friends, and remember us with the same fondness in which we will remember you." Aragorn embraced them one by one and said his goodbyes quietly to each in his own way. The same was done for Gimli and Frodo. But Boromir could not help but embrace Holly the longest, and the others respected this with quiet understanding. Rachel and Tricia kissed their loves one last time, sharing silent goodbyes to make their wasted love a little less spiteful in their own hearts. Yet Merry refused to turn to Holly, and looked angrily at the ground as tears came to his eyes.

"Merry...please..." Holly was crying as she turned to the water... "I love you...goodbye."

"No! Wait!" The splashing is what awoke him from his anger, but he was too late. The three girls had thrown themselves in quickly to avoid in further pain. Merry waded into the pond water her, growing more desperate with every passing moment "Holly, wait! I love you too! Please...please don't leave me. I love you." The Hobbit stood in the water looking around for her, but cried openly when Pippin put a hand on his shoulder...they were...gone.

A/N: Ah, the sweet smell of angst. Our next chapter will be a short lead into the sequel. Please review and have a nice day.