The Road Goes Ever On And On

Disclaimer: I only own Nicholas, Tithenwen, ES Brego, and the plot.

Chapter Thirty-three: On the Road Again

Tithenwen skipped joyfully out of Lothlorien, Legolas running behind her. She was going to be able to marry Nicholas! But she would have to first tell her parents the good news, so Arwen could plan her wedding. But she wasn't ready to go home yet, even for a brief visit. She wanted to hit the road again.

When she reached the SUV, it was chaos as usually. Mary and Dolly had beaten Tithenwen and Legolas back and had cranked up the stereo. Emily was playing with her flame thrower and Merry and Pippin had a gigantic bag of jumbo marshmallows. They were plotting again—never a good thing—and Jon was missing. Nicholas and Faramir were discussing something and Becca was taking care of the horses—despite ES Brego been a pain.

"I'm back!" Tithenwen announced.

"Did she crack?" Dolly asked.

"How could she not? She was never right in the head," remarked Mary.

"Nicholas and I are getting married!" cried Tithenwen excitedly.

Nicholas ran up to Tithenwen and gave her a hug. "That's great news. What are you going to tell your mother?"

Tithenwen's face fell. Psychoness ran in the family.

"Um, we're not going to tell her for a while," Tithenwen told Nicholas quietly, before yelling, "Where does everyone want to go next?"

"Beach!" cried Mary.

"Rivendell! Torture!" laughed the maniacal three ghosts.

"Anywhere but here!" voted Dolly.

"Home," said Becca, dead serious. "I want to go home."

"Becca, what are you talking about?" Tithenwen asked her younger cousin. "Aren't you happy here?"

"No, I'm not! You ignore me, leave me alone, and leave me to take care of your insane horse by myself. I was worried sick when you disappeared, but you don't seem to care about me."

ES Brego acted insulted and came over to be petted by his owner and the only person who could control him. Tithenwen absent-mindedly stroked her horse and rubbed his white star.

"You're absolutely right, but why leave? Don't you like it here?"

"It's not what I thought it was. I want to go home, Tess," Becca said, her blue eyes looking straight into Tithenwen's gray-blue ones.

"What did you call me?"

"Tess. Your name. Or at least the name of my cousin was Tess. You're not my cousin anymore," said Becca shaking her head as she backed away and mounted Beauty. "Don't worry, I know the way home. Emily showed me."

"Emily?" Tithenwen said, and she turned around to face the ghost. "What did you do?"

"Well, Jon and I broke up, so I threw him in a nearby swamp so that he could go home. She saw me and I explained that the swamp was like a tunnel or something between Middle-earth and our home," said Emily, before accusing Becca. "She made me!"

"Did not!" cried Becca.

"Did too!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"ENOUGH!" screamed Tithenwen. "I've had it! Becca if you want to go home, I'm not going to stop you. Emily, Merry, Pippin, if you want to torture people in Rivendell, be my guests. Mary, you can go to the beach. Faramir, I'd recommend going with her. Nicholas, Dolly, if you want to stick with me, that's fine, I don't care. I don't care anymore!"

"Hey, Mary, can we get a lift?" Merry asked.

"Of course," Mary said as she, Faramir, and three ghosts jumped inside the SUV. "Rivendell?" she asked.

"And step on it!" insisted Pippin, eager to torment people.

The SUV took off and only Tithenwen, Nicholas, Dolly, and Becca remained. Legolas and Kate had disappeared, like usual and Gimli was with them.

"Becca, I'd be happy if you'd stay longer, but if you so choose to, feel free to leave," Tithenwen said quietly.

"I'll stay for the wedding, then I'm going," Becca insisted.

"We'd better head to Gondor then," said Nicholas, throwing his saddlebags on the back of his horse.

Tithenwen sighed. She wasn't ready to go home, but she knew she had to.

"Dolly, you can Beauty and Tithenwen and I can ride double," Becca told the older blonde. Dolly nodded and took Becca's seat. She adjusted the stirrups while Tithenwen helped her cousin mount ES Brego behind her.

The three horses trotted off towards Gondor, a several day journey. This group's last journey.

End of Part II.

Author's Notes:

There are only going to be two chapters left in this fic. It seems to be at a good place to end it, and at some point in the future, I may pick this story up again and write a sequel to it. But I don't see the story going on anymore. After Tithenwen's wedding (which is sure to be insane), the story will end as everyone parts ways. Sorry, but it was only a matter of time. It's been over a year since I began 'Journey To Mordor' and my writing has changed so much since then. Expect the story to end by next weekend.

Reviewers!

Mr. Random – Galadriel is a very creepy person.

Faramir Fancier – Everyone is now going off on their own. This chapter kind of sucks, but hopefully the last two will make up for it. Tithenwen and Nicholas have to face Arwen in the next chapter and Tithenwen and Nicholas' wedding should be very interesting…

I Estel vinta amarbarenna lomeo A Duath – Glad you liked it!