A/N: I hope you like the next, and final chapter. It is a bit shorter than I would have intended but as it is a wrap up I think it does all right. There will be a sequel set when Estel is about 8 years old or so, should start posting that one within the next few weeks or so. To all my reviewers, thank you so much!


Flamesofthemo0n- Thank you, I am so relived, grammar jail would not have been fun at all. I was at one point vertically challenged as well, but then I grew about six inches in one summer! Hope you liked the last chapter.

apsenniel- I love little Estel too, so cute! Thank you.

sielge- well this chapter has a bit more Elladan and Estel interaction… although I do not think Glorfindel appreciates it!

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Ilaaris- Thank you, I had a lot of fun writing it.

Liz- thought you'd like that on…always the one for pure fluff! Yeah, clam down…right! Only three days left!

Snodgrass Winkle- Thank you, you are very right, he probably wouldn't use such a modern word, but well, I had a momentary lapse of middle earth thinking lol! Hope you enjoy the last chapter.

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Chapter 10 One of the Family.

Glorfindel walked down the unusually quiet halls of Elrond's home. He was surprised to find Elrond not in his study, and as he walked down the deserted halls he turned down the family's private wing. The elf lord's room was closed, as were the twins. The thing that seemed odd to Glorfindel was the spare room in between the elf lord and his sons that had served as the nursery when they were infants was now also closed.

"Strange, usually guests are quartered in the east wing, not in the family's private area."

Glorfindel didn't know what surprised him most, the fact that a guest was where they never were, the twins were home, or that they along with Elrond appeared to be sleeping in the middle of the day. All three of those occurrences could be viewed as very strange on their own, but together it was downright uncanny.

Glorfindel hardly noticed the door that he was standing in front of slide open a touch. Glorfindel finally realized the large gray eyes that were staring back at him. It was like looking back a few centuries at what the twins had looked like themselves. He almost jumped back in surprise when he had seen this 'elfling'. Who was he and why had he come to Imladris? Where were his parents? The child apparently was a bit shy as he closed the door with a quick snap and the sound of small feet could be heard scampering away from the entrance way.

Elrond sat upright. He had heard the sounds of the child closing the door and running back into the room. He knew the boy might be scared and thought it was a good idea to go and find him now that he was awake anyways. Walking out into the hallway he was surprised to see Glorfindel standing in the hall with a confused expression on his face. Elrond nearly laughed out loud at the look on his trusted friend and advisor's face. Without a word to Glorfindel he slid into the room and saw Estel standing by the bed wide eyed. He recognized the elf lord and ran across the room to him. Elrond scooped him up and whispered to him. Apparently the sight of Glorfindel outside his room had surprised him nearly as much as Estel's presence must have shocked Glorfindel.

"Not who you were looking for little one?"

Estel nodded his head vigorously, sending his black wispy hair all around his head.

Elrond was amazed at the child's grasp on the gray language. He seemed to understand all that they said to him, as long as the words were simple and yet not a single word had been in the tongue of men. Balancing Estel on his hip Elrond opened the door and greeted a rather expectant looking blond elf in the hallway.

"Good afternoon Glorfindel. I trust your business is going well." Elrond greeted him sweetly as though it was perfectly normal to be carrying a child around with him.

"Yes Elrond it has been going quite well, and who may I ask is this." Glorfindel replied just as sweetly, but with a sardonic glint in his eyes that complemented Elrond's playful spark.

Glorfindel was stunned to see the transformation that his eyes had done for his face. He seemed so alive again. It almost appeared that the lines of the cares he had been carrying had been smoothed away overnight.

The child shyly looked over at Glorfindel from the protective embrace of the tall elf lord.

Glorfindel was amazed at the child's appearance.

"My Elrond, he looks a mirror image of the twins when they were his age." Glorfindel chuckled

Elrond looked at his long time friend with a playful smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"Ay, well he should." He replied with a perfectly straight face knowing full well what conclusion he would come to.

Glorfindel's eyes nearly burst from their sockets. He was very unsure of what to do next. He knew that the twins were gone for months, even years at a time, but he had no idea that this was the result.

Elladan had been listening to the conversation in entirety from behind the useful listening post that was his bedroom door.

Stepping out into the hallway as if on cue, he walked over to Estel and picked him up from out of his Ada's arms.

Swinging the boy into the air, the child's face split into a grin. With the little child in his arms, the similarities between the two were strikingly obvious.

"Elladan, is he…" Glorfindel stuttered, not sure how to phrase such an impossible question. "Is he of your blood?"

Without missing a beat, Elladan truthfully replied, "Yes" without a detailed explanation.

Glorfindel was shocked into silence.

Elrond as much as he was enjoying the speechlessness of his friend, because it so rarely if ever occurred, decided to shed light upon the intended misconception.

"Glorfindel, I would like you to meet my nephew Estel, Elladan's cousin." Elrond explained.

Glorfindel's breath came out in a rush; he was having a bit of difficulty absorbing the new information.

"He is my distant relative through Elros." Elrond continued.

Glorfindel's eyes darted to the child once more.

"But Elros is a human, and this is clearly an elfling." Glorfindel said in confusion.

Elrond shook his head and pushed back the child's unruly hair to reveal the rounded tips of the child's ears.

"He is no common child however, his lineage is grater than most, actually all men alive."

Elladan said softly.

"He is the prince of the human race. Nevertheless for now he will be Estel Elrondion."

Elrond clarified to the very confused elf.

"Well, now that I have sufficiently forgotten what I had come to find you for, I think I will go to the kitchens to find something to eat and clear the sudden bout of lightheadedness.

So with that a very confused elf turned and walked down the hall to the sound of laughter that made him stop. He almost forgot the sound of those laughs; it had been so very long indeed since the sound of them echoed in the halls of that house.

Glorfindel wandered the halls trying to sort out the information he had been given that afternoon. Estel, Glorfindel laughed at the connectedness of that name, he was certainly hope to more than mankind in his distant future, he was this family's renewed hope as well.


A/N Well, it's over. (Tear) I do hope you enjoyed it, because I loved writing it and will write lots more! Please Review and tell me what you thought of the story, and if you would like to see more of Estel, the twins and the rest of them.