A/N: Wow, I can't believe it. There is only one more chapter left of "Forget Tomorrow". My little hobby has turned into so much more than I ever imagined it would. I've had so much support I can't even begin to thank every single person. However, I do have individual replies to the reviews from last chapter at the end! So check it out if you reviewed for any chapter, because you have a little note. Also, everyone pray for Angelsmile06, she's having an ear problem and needs prayers and support. And go read her stories, they're awesome!

Disclaimer: I realize I forgot to put one last chapter, but you know I don't own anything but Ana and the Sensors and any other characters you don't recognize. Last chapters songs belong to Avril Lavigne. This chapter, I own NOTHING from the books or movies, but I did write the song that Ana sings. That's about it.

Several hours later Ana finally fell into bed beside Aimee who had decided to spend the night just in case the situation called for moral support. Barely had her eyes drifted shut when an enormous commotion sent both girls shooting straight up.

"I swear, one of the Valar hates me!" Aimee exclaimed. "Not one night, hear me, one night this week have I gotten more than THREE HOURS of sleep!!!"

Ana rubbed her eyes sympathetically, letting out a yawn large enough to crack her jaw. Massaging it tenderly she crawled out of bed, groping in the darkness for her everyday clothes.

"Where did I put... Oh right! Here they are," she muttered to herself.

The girls were dressed in a matter of seconds and they made their way towards the sounds of an ending struggle. Unconsciously Ana's hand slid to the hilt of her sword, preparing for whatever they might encounter.

Shock registered on both their faces when their quest landed them outside the room Gandalf and the hobbits occupied with some of the Rohan soldiers. Taking a deep breath they burst in, thoroughly unprepared for the sight that met their eyes.

Pippin lay unconscious on the floor with Gandalf bent over him, obviously reviving him. Merry crouched whimpering a few feet away, while Legolas held the shoulders of an unsteady Aragorn.

Instinctively knowing where their strengths would be of most use, Aimee sprinted over to where Gandalf knelt by the young hobbit who fluttered his eyes open, while Ana hurried to Aragorn's side.

Signaling for Legolas to sit Aragorn down, Ana dropped down beside him and laid a hand on his forehead. Focusing on searching out the hurt and pain from his psyche, she replaced them with peace and images of well being. Slowly the tension left the man's face and he flashed a smile of gratitude to the young Sensor.

Legolas's eyes followed her form as she joined Aimee at Pippin's side, helping her friend bring him back to normal. Gandalf had finally finished interrogating the little hobbit, and Aimee suggested that their group move somewhere more public so that the Sensors could keep an eye on their patients.

On their way to the great hall, Aimee slipped away for a moment, returning with a sleepy Kyle trailing in her wake. Ana smirked slightly, the smirk deepening into a smile as Legolas wound his arm around her waist, his hand laying on her hip. Snuggling up against him as they sat down in the Hall, a wave of tiredness washed over her.

Noticing, Aimee said, "Ana, why don't you just get some sleep. I'll wake you if anything happens."

"But Aimee, you're exhausted! You should be the one resting, and me watching."

Aimee shook her head, however, saying, "Now that I'm up there's no way I could get back to sleep, but if I get tired I'll wake you up and let you take the watch. Sound good?"

"Thanks, Aim. I'm exhausted."

Ana was out like a light almost immediately, leaving Kyle and Legolas sitting together in an uncomfortable silence. Gandalf and Aragorn sat in serious conference over in a corner, effectively removing themselves from the casual earshot of the Immortals.

Suddenly Kyle popped up and planted himself beside Legolas, catching him with a fixed stare. Before the Elf could begin to get nervous, Kyle held up his hands in a gesture of surrender and peace.

"Look, dude, Legolas, I just wanted to tell you... I'm happy for you. She's really something special, and I can tell she cares a lot about you. Now, I've been thinking a lot about how I felt about this and what I would say to you and there's really just one thing I can say. Good luck, best wishes, and if you hurt her I will personally rip your intestines out with my bare hands. Understand?"

The Elf nodded, looking fairly green; Kyle just smiled.

"I'm so glad we agree."

And with that he rose and strolled over to Aimee, dropping down to sit beside her. Within seconds Aimee could barely control her laughter at something Kyle had told her.

Sighing, Legolas looked contentedly down at the shining head resting against his shoulder. Leaning down he kissed her gently on the head, settling more comfortably against the wall. For once, all seemed right in the world.

Ana woke happily, almost purring under the hand that stroked her head. Wanting to stay that way forever she squeezed her eyes tighter, snuggling deeper against the warm arm that held her.

A whispery laugh sounded in her ear, causing her to giggle at the tickling sensation it caused. Reluctantly she peeled her eyes open staring into the blue ones barely inches from her own.

"Hey," she murmured softly.

Grasping at the last threads of control by reminding himself they were in a public Hall along with at least a half dozen other people, Legolas replied, "Good morning."

Wriggling out of his grasp, Ana hopped to her feat dragging him along with her. Her impatience humored him, so he rose gracefully to stand beside her.

"Come on, melleth, we should go join the others. They'll be wondering where their third Sensor is."

"And the whereabouts of everybody's favorite Elf. Well, maybe not Aragorn's, but... I digress. My apologies. Let's go."

Chuckling softly he followed Ana to the area where the remaining members of the Fellowship stood with King Theoden and the other two Sensors. Aimee shot Ana a Look when she came in chattering to Legolas, who stood behind her, so that it looked as though she was speaking to the air in front of her.

Her hands stilled in mid gesture as she felt the numerous eyes focused on her. There are only so many options in such a situation, and Ana chose the most logical of them all. Pretend nothing unusual happened.

"Well, I'm glad you're all so happy to see me! Am I that interesting to look at?"

Everyone jumped, feeling guilty for some odd unspecified reason.

Legolas leaned down, whispering into her ear, "Good work, melleth."

Smiling at him, Ana dropped into the nearest chair acknowledging Gandalf's smile with a bob of the head. Settling herself, she prepared to listen to the discussion of the others.

For a few moments she tuned out, letting her mind wander until it pulled back at Gandalf's words.

"I will ride to Gondor... and I won't be going alone."

His eyes drifted slowly over Pippen, Ana, and Aimee. The two girls sighed, giving each other a suffering look before rising and asking what exactly they should pack.

Ana hurriedly tossed extra breeches, undershirts, and tunics into a sack, and reached for her weapons strapping on her sword, bow, quiver of arrows, and began concealing small daggers in her boot and various other places on her person. Just as she had lifted her undershirt slightly to stick a dagger at the top of her breeches, the door open and Legolas slipped in.

Barely acknowledging his presence she finished the task at hand before turning to face him. He stood leaning against the door frame, watching her finish packing.

"It's funny," Ana said in a voice that held no trace of humor in it, "I haven't even gone yet, but I miss you already."

A tear threatened to slip from her eye, but before it could fall Legolas stood in front of her wiping it away.

"Melleth, don't cry. We'll see each other soon. I promise."

"One of these days," she started, pausing to take a steadying breath, "one of these days, we'll be together. And neither of us will have to leave."

"Just hold on to that day, Ana. Hold on to the hope of that day until you see me again."

Ana placed her hands on his shoulders, holding on as if that would be enough to stop their imminent parting. Their foreheads rested together as they searched for the promise neither to bring themselves to ask. At the same time they found the answer, leaning closer and closer.

The door bursting open broke them apart, jumping away as if burned. Kyle and Aimee could barely stifle their laughter at their friends' embarrassment. Legolas looked deeply at Ana, squeezing her hand before sliding out the door.

Grabbing her pack violently to hide her embarrassment, Ana brushed past the other two Sensors starting to head down to the stables.

"Are you two coming or what?" she called back over her shoulder.

Seconds later they had caught up and Aimee walked next to her with Kyle by Aimee. Halfway down, Maereth joined them and struck up a lively conversation with Kyle.

Ana reached the stables first, and had already begun readying Moonstar when Aimee joined her to quickly ready her own horse. When she went outside to mount up, Kyle came up behind her turning her around to face him.

Giving her a brotherly hug he whispered, "I really am happy for you, Ana." Pulling away she gave him her biggest smile and let him boost her up onto Moonstar.

"See ya there, Kyle," she said.

Aimee rode up right after she had settled onto Moonstar's bare back, using only a bridle. The two had barely begun to walk out of the stable yard when Gandalf flew past them. Ana cued her horse into a canter, pausing at the top of the hill to see Legolas watching them leave. She blew him a quick kiss before whirling around, urging Moonstar into a gallop to catch up with Shadowfax.

The ride took almost three days through forest, rivers, and plains. Gandalf paused only when necessary, riding even through the night. His haste infected the girls, and they kept up easily, never falling behind for more than a few minutes. Finally he halted, on top of a big hill. Following his line of vision, Ana was faced with one of the most awesome sights she had ever seen.

A city made of white stone, spiraling up the side of a sheer cliff; a tower stuck up above the rest, in the midst of a large courtyard.

"Minas Tirith," Gandalf spoke so softly Ana could barely hear him. "City of the Kings."

And before they had time to comment, he took off again leaving them no choice but to follow as quickly as they could. Following Gandalf through the White City was a challenge, trying to dodge the people and stick with him at the same time. After ascending many levels they arrived in an open courtyard. In the middle stood a dead tree; mostly dead, Ana corrected herself, it still had a breath of life in it.

Before she fully caught her breath, Gandalf swept forwards beckoning them all to follow. Pausing on the steps he said gravely, "Now listen carefully: Lord Denethor is Boromir's father. To give him new of his beloved sons death would be most unwise. And do not mention Frodo. And say nothing of Aragorn also.... In fact, it's better if you don't speak at all, Peregrin Took."

The girls let out muffled laughter, but hastily stifled it at Gandalf's fierce glare. Following the old Wizard meekly, they entered the massive hall. White marble surrounded them, and the solemn faces of long dead Kings seemed to frown on the two Immortals in disapproval. Unconsciously, Ana scooted closer to Aimee, seeking the support of a friend for this meeting. She had been there at Boromir's final breath, and seeing his father would be no easy task.

Approaching the thrones, Ana noticed that a massive throne sat high above, but the man who seemed to rule in the hall sat on a lower throne, overshadowed by the larger. This then was Lord Denethor.

"Hail, Denethor, son of Ecthelion!" Gandalf cried out to the old man hunched over on his small throne. He got no response.

"I come with tidings in this dark hour. And with counsel."

Finally a sign of movement from the Steward of Gondor.

"Perhaps you come to explain this," he spat out, holding up a broken horn. Boromir's horn. "Perhaps you come to tell me why my son is dead."

Ana winced at his tone, remembering all too clearly the fateful moments of his death. Unfortunately, it seemed Pippin was doing some serious remembering of his own. Sensing movement beside her, she shot her hand out to stifle the Hobbit, but, alas, it came too late.

"Boromir died to save us; my kinsman and me. He fell defending us from many foes," he recalled mournfully.

"Pippin!" Gandalf exclaimed, but Pippin took no heed of the warning. Moving forward the small Hobbit knelt at the base of the throne.

"I offer my service, such as it is, in payment of this debt."

Both girls looked at Gandalf, shocked that he did not interfere with Pippin's foolish decision.

"Get up!" Gandalf finally ordered, gently whacking the Hobbit's small form with his staff.

Tuning out, Ana began to probe carefully into Denethor's mind. What she found set chills in her heart, causing her to shrink back closer to Aimee. The man was mad! Clearly, indisputably, insane! His resentment at sitting in the shadow of a, as of yet, non-existent king, his dangerous favoritism of his late eldest son, his fierce pride and mistrust. They rang through her mind with a discordant clashing, leaving behind a rotten stench.

When Aimee prodded her in the side, Ana snapped back into reality (hehe, humorous isn't it, how my fantasy is her reality???) realizing that their interview had ended. Scurrying along after her friend, Ana fairly burst with her need to breathe fresh air and be released from a madness far greater than her own had ever been.

"Gandalf, he's crazy! I read him, he's a danger to himself and to others. He can not be allowed to rule!"

The old man sighed, laying a comforting hand on her shoulder. "I am truly sorry, but I have no say in this matter."

Clearly noting her frustration, Gandalf suggested the girls try and find some food and where they would be staying the night. He would find something to amuse Pippin.

So for several hours, that's what the girls did. Eventually, after getting lost several times, they asked one of soldiers if there was perhaps someone who could show them around. He directed them to a small building just off the Hall, and told them to look for the girl sitting in the darkest corner.

Upon reaching the house, they found that it was something of an orphanage.

While Ana went to collect the girl, Aimee went to speak to the lady in charge.

"Sure, you want that girl over there, the one your friend's talking to. Came in here from outside our walls, maybe six months ago, won't say a word. People 'round her call her Silent One, seeing no one knows 'er name. She's found ev'ry alley an' buldin' in this City."

Thanking the lady, Aimee went to join Ana who stood by a girl around fifteen. Her hair shone in the sunlight outside, brilliant golden tresses matching with the sinking sun.

Smiling at the girl, Ana said, "Lotsë, we need some food and to find the rooms we'll be staying in. The guards told us they would be by the wall..."

She broke off at the confused look the young girl shot her way before glancing down at her feet again.

"Do you wonder why I call you that? It means flower, in the Elvish tongue. You remind me of a flower, waiting to open your petals to the sun, just not quite there yet."

For that comment, the young girl graced her with a sunny smile, and grabbing both Sensors hands she scurried happily off to do as her new friend had asked.

While they were with their new friend, Ana and Aimee realized that even though she did not speak, Lotsë could communicate incredibly well. When a flowering bush came up, she grabbed a flower off and held it up next to her shoulder, throwing a quizzical look in Ana's direction.

"Lotsë," Ana translated. The girl nodded happily and stuck the blossom behind her ear, continuing along her way.

Just before sunset they stood outside the rooms that had been set aside for the Sensors, Gandalf, and Pippin.

"Thanks a lot, how do you say it, Ana?"

"Lotsë," she murmured.

"Right, sorry, I don't speak Elvish. Thanks so much, Lotsë. You've been tons of help."

The girl grinned and gave her a brief hug before turning to Ana. It was obvious she had become very attached to the Sensor.

"Listen, Lotsë, can I ask you to do something for me?" She nodded. "Aimee and I would like to go out tomorrow and see some more of the city, spend some more time with you. Can you come here in the morning to go with us?"

Her response was a vigorous nod and an enthusiastic hug. Then Lotsë turned and bounced off down one of the alleys nearby, obviously happy at having two new friends.

Entering their little cottage-like structure, Ana went immediately to the balcony outside. The deadly beauty of Minas Morgul is barely visible to her acute eye sight. Sighing deeply she watched as the last few rays of the sun fell beyond the horizon, leaving a muted purple and blue sky, darkening into the softest of Ebony.

Ana did not notice that Aimee had joined her until the other girl spoke.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?"

"The beauty is somewhat marred by the fires shooting from Mordor."

Silence lay over the two for a moment before Aimee, once again, broke it.

"Ana, there's something I haven't told you," she said quietly, voice tinted with excitement.

A flick of the head was the only sign she had heard, but Aimee knew her impatience to know what she had to say was mounting.

"This morning, after I had packed, Kyle caught me going out and... he said something you had told him had made him think. Well, to make a long story short, we're together now."

With a shriek, Ana whipped around pulling her friend into a tight hug. It reduced both girls to the teenagers they were at heart, making them jump with joy.

"Aim, that's awesome! You two are absolutely perfect for each other."

A smirk flickered on Aimee's face as she added, "Speaking of relationships..."

To hide the blush creeping into her cheeks, Ana turned back to look over the plains again.

"Your plan worked. We're together, but..."

"But what, An?"

"I don't know if we'll be able to hold up under these last battles. We're still so fragile, me especially, I'm just afraid this will change one of us in a way that can not be undone."

Sensing Ana did not want an opinion, Aimee remained silent standing somewhat behind the older girl.

"You know," Ana began almost to herself, "at home the stars always comforted me. No matter what happened, they remained constant, never fearing that tomorrow they would be gone. They just accepted what they were, uncomplainingly steadfast. During the day I always wished it was night, going up to the little hill behind the trailer park to watch the sunset and look at the stars. And when I finally would go in, I prayed that in the morning the sun would forget to come up and the moon would take his place."

She paused, searching the heavens for answers, for keys to her future.

"My favorite quote is by Oliver Wilde," she continued. "'A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.' That has always been me. I'm a writer, did you know that?"

"No," Aimee replied softly. "No, you never told me."

"I wrote something the other day... my thoughts would not move from Legolas, and I thought maybe if I wrote a song it would help. All it did was show me how much I love him. I don't dictate the words, they dictate me."

After a brief struggle, Aimee asked, "Could you sing it for me?"

Ana looked taken aback, but surprised her friend by agreeing.

"You have to promise not to laugh," she warned.

"I promise."

All the things around me

Make me think of you

In the haunting sounds of morning

I'm reminded of you

I'm running but I stumble

And your memory takes hold

No matter how I struggle

It won't let go

As the mockingbird's cry is fading

In the final days of June

As the darkness is invading

On the waning February moon

If the tides are harsh and painful

I will love you even then

Forget about the cost 'cause

I'm never giving in

The path is long and rutted

In my search for completeness

But you're the only one who ever

Fixed my loneliness

My tears are falling like rain

And I'm drowning in them now

Your voice is like a lifeline

Pulling me... out

As the mockingbird's cry is fading

In the final days of June

As the darkness is invading

On the waning February moon

If the tides are harsh and painful

I will love you even then

Forget about the cost 'cause

I'm never giving in

I won't forget you

No matter how long

I may have to wait

Nothing too long

If there's any way

You'll come... back

As the mockingbird's cry is fading...

For a moment neither girl moved, finally Ana turned around breaking the hold the haunting melody had on them.

"Ana," Aimee breathed, "that's beautiful. Have you sung that to Legolas?"

Violently she shook her head no.

"You should, I think he'd love it."

"Maybe..."

"Come on, we should go inside and get some rest. You're still not one hundred percent recovered and I would rather you not be laid up again right before the battles."

With one last longing glance at the stars, Ana turned and followed Aimee back inside, pulling the doors shut behind her. One more moment outside, and they would have witnessed the startling jet of green light from the fortress of Minas Morgul.

JessicaVanHelsing: I love your name! That was an awesome movie. Anyways, I'm glad you enjoyed the first chapter, and I hope you liked the rest of it just as much or maybe better. Don't forget to review!

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Alex: I'm soooo glad you liked it! Just one more chapter to go... my little baby is all grown up now. wipes eyes

Tari Faelivrin: Mary-Sue's forever!!! Haha. I'm so glad to have another Mary-Sue writer. The world needs more of them. Together we will squelch the opposition!!! Sorry, got a bit excited there. Anyways, good luck with the story, and thanks for being so good about reviewing. I hope you like these last two chapters as much as you have the others. Oh, and I saw on your profile (I'm going to read your story after I finish updating this) that you read Harry Potter. My friend Katherine and I are working on a Marauder era fic, so check it out when it comes up!

Angelsmile06: Points for Morgan! I finally did it. I've put you through so much to get here, but we finally made it!!! I'm so glad you liked it, that was written specially with you in mind, because of all the times you've reminded me that they have to end up together. I thank you, Ana thanks you, Legolas thanks you, EVERYBODY thanks you! everybody THANK YOU!

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Immortalwizardpirateelf-fan: hides behind notebook I know, I know, it took forever and I'm so very very sorry. But they're together now. Happiness! Yeah, his advice majorly sucked, but that was kind of the point. I've never created a normal character in my life, this may be as close as I've ever gotten. Says something doesn't it? I figured that people needed to get annoyed with Legolas, he can't always be perfect. Review? Please?

Marpessa: Actually, I did read the books and I love them, but I wanted to branch off and kind of do my own thing, and it's just easier to do that with the movies. I'm sorry if you don't like it, but I enjoy writing it and other people like it. If you want a story that really lines up with the book, write one and I'll be glad to read and review.

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Muddie21: I looove Legomances, they make me smile! I'm glad this one made such a great impression.

Shanua: I'm glad you like Ana's character. I've always gotten aggravated by perfect characters, because in real life people are screwed up and insecure. Ana and Legolas for always!