Disclaimer: The Lord of the Rings is property of Tolkien and there are many references throughout to Robert Jordan's Wheel of Time series. I only own what you do not recognize. The character Chinky is not meant to cause offence and is named after a real horse whose name has been shortened from a Fiat Cinquecento (Chinky – Chento).

Authors Note: Not a lot to say about this chapter, only that it's the last one. All bar the epilogue which I'll post at the same time.

Chapter 55: Into the West

After her mad gallop back to Minas Tirith Amy had collapsed in the stable that she had found Narraw in. Only now did she take a closer look at in and tears came to her eyes as she noticed vague hoof prints in the walls. This had been the stable that Moridin had stayed in. She crawled over to where her fire coloured mount lay and fell against his side wetting his chestnut coat with her tears.

OOOOOO

Five days later the rest of the Gondorian army had arrived back in the city and Elfking had instantly found her. She lay curled up against the side of Narraw and she did not move as he opened the door to the large stable. He entered and shut the door quietly and watched with some trepidation as Narraw put his ears flat back against his head and bared his teeth. Refusing to let anyone near the small girl.

"Easy Narraw, it is just me. Amy needs to move now." He said going to his knees and edging closer to the horse.

Once he was within arms length he reached into his pocket and pulled out a carrot. Narraw instantly put his ears forward and reached his neck to the carrot, being careful not to disturb his ward too much.

At the sound of the crunching Elfking saw Amy move. "Useless guard horse you make, you're bought too easily." She said groggily to the horse, which did not seem in the least bit bothered.

Seeing that the horse was now sedated and Amy was awake Elfking moved forward and sat next to the small girl. He placed a hand on her head and started to stroke her hair.

"I wish that pathetic excuse for a war did not happen, yet it did and I cannot change it. My father was dead when I went to see him after the battle, so it is my coronation tonight and I wish you to be there. You were my first and only friend and the only person that truly understands me. I know that I have some elvish blood in my veins and I feel most akin to you. Please come to my crowning." Elessar said.

"You do not feel grief for your father?" Amy said moving her head from the horse's flank to Elfking's shoulder.

"My father was a foolish man, yes I feel some sorrow, but ultimately he brought it upon myself. Come we need to get ready." With that Elessar stood up and swept the slight form of Amy up into his arms and out of the stable.

OOOOOO

Amy shifted her weight from one leg to another as she stood through yet another coronation. She wondered if they would ever change. She could remember every single one from the past 900 years; the most exciting after Aragorn's was the crowning of Leon the second in the year 598 of the fourth age. A white gull from the south had flown over him and gone to the toilet on his head. Amy smiled at the memory. This one was proving to be far more interesting though, Elessar stood before her in all his glory, jet hair swept back so that the slight point on his ear could be seen by all. His silver eyes scanned the people in front of him before resting on her.

She stood up and mentally checked that her sword, blade and quiver were hanging properly. Bringing a hand to her throat she ran her fingers over the mallorn leaf brooch that held her Lorien cloak in place. Sighing she stepped forward and approached the new king. Standing in front of him she smiled and bowed, dropping one knee to the floor and her hand lay over her heart.

"King Elessar Telcontar, after your great forbear I named you and I hope that you will restore this land to what it once was."

She watched the king smile down on her whilst indicating that she should rise. Once standing he surprised her by pulling her into a tight embrace and whispering softly in elvish. "I could not have done anything without you."

He let go of her and pulled her so that she was standing at his side. As she looked up at him questioningly he looked at her and placed a finger over his lips. She watched as he turned back to face the crowds before him.

"I was named after a mighty king of a time long beyond our memories. He lived in a time when elves and dwarves still inhabited this earth. When wars were still fought against the scions of evil, not through the greed of men. He lived in a time of fantasy to us; a time few of us believe in, yet here at my side is a remnant of this age and the ages before.

"Amy daughter of Onlee, child of an elf and Maia sprit, wife to a husband she has not seen in 800 years and queen to a land that she has only walked in once. What right do we have to keep her here? Her power is immense, she won a war for us, yet it was a war that would never have been started if we had kept to our own treaties.

"How come we can live in a land full of freedom and she cannot? I Elessar 'Elfking' Telcontar shall change this."

Amy looked up at him in bewilderment as he turned away from the crowds and looked at her.

"Go." He said in a firm voice. "I release you from this land. Go, be at peace. You are free."

Tears filled her eyes as a bond that she did not realise resided in her snapped. She flung herself at him and hugged him so tightly they both were short of breath, yet smiles alit their faces.

"You are a greater man than your fore fathers. I did not make a wrong choice in naming you." She said when she let go. "I will never forget you. Teach what I have taught you to your children and tell them stories of ages before. Do not forget me."

"Go. Go home!" He said laughing.

With that Amy unsheathed her dragon blade and held it aloft, the sun was drawn away from the white walls and instead glanced off the steel blade. As she had done all those years before she sent flames shooting into the sky and cried aloud. "RAKEN!"

She watched as the crowd recoiled as a mighty roar was heard from the north. Silence filled the air for a couple of minutes as the crowd held their breath in shock at the thought of what could have made such a noise. Then in the distance a red and gold glittering shape soared into view. Sunlight dancing off polished scales as the dragon let off another joyful call. Amy sheathed her sword and turned to look at the new king of the united realms, they smiled at each other in understanding as she turned and ran towards the end of the citadel. Just as the dragon came swooping down over the lower levels of the city she threw herself off and fell laughing in free fall before she landed on the red back. They flew upwards over the citadel and the shock filled faces of the people of Gondor.

"Good bye people of Gondor! Good by Elfking! Good bye Middle Earth!" She called as the dragon screamed again. They banked sharply and caught an up welling of warm air as they flew quickly towards the West.

Amy smiled gently as she sung the last words to a song she had started all those years ago.

"All souls pass.

"Into the West."

OOOOOO

Legolas sat up in his bed and stared out of his window, the sun had not yet risen but cast that eerie pre dawn light over the lands that would never die. Pulling the covers off he stretched and dressed quickly, leaving his feet bare he opened the door and looked out. The corridor was empty and so he ran silently on soft feet to the main door. Pulling it open he ignored the creak and breathed in the fresh air.

The air was cool against his face and a breeze gently ruffled his hair, the grass was soft with dew beneath his bare feet yet he did not notice as he walked quickly to the stable block. He opened the door and did not care if it made too much noise; no one was awake at this pre dawn hour. The musty smell of horse filled his nostrils and he smiled as the familiar and comforting smell washed over him. Taking a lantern that was always kept at the door he walked through the stables. The light did not flicker as it would if it had been bourn of a candle, its beam hung steady as it was a creation of the magic that Amy herself wielded, for many Maia lived in this world.

He stopped at a large stable at the end of the block and opened the door. The horse it contained butted him softly in the chest before being led out. The horse's black coat blending into the shadows as they walked out of the block together. Once at the door the blonde elf re-hung the lantern and pulled the door to. He turned to the black horse and mounted him quickly and together they set off to the beach like they had done every morning since their arrival.

When they arrived at the secluded beach the sun was already starting to break through and shine its light upon their world. Legolas dismounted and lay on the beach and watched the horse next to him do the same. It was the same every day. Every day they came here at the same time and watched the horizon until the sun was completely awake, then they would ride back together and carry on their day. They never said a word, they did not need to. This day however it was different.

The sun was rising as usual and nothing about this day seemed any different, yet just as the sun was almost free of the night Moridin stood quickly and perked his ears forward. Legolas looked up at his friend and voiced a question, breaking their silence.

"What is it my friend?" He asked.

"My bond! My bond!" The black horse said loudly, pawing the sand.

"What bond Moridin?" Legolas said almost fearing the answer.

"Amy, I can feel her! Long has our bond been closed, yet now I can feel her again!"

As he said this there was a primeval roar on the horizon and they both knew what that call said. The last dragon to reside on Middle Earth would only come back to its homeland if Amy had been freed from Gondor.

Legolas strained his eyes and raised a hand against the now full sun as he saw a dragon crossing the ocean in the distance. And for the first time in nearly a millennia he smiled. For he knew that on that dragon came Amy, his one love.

Both horse and elf watched as the dragon came closer and eventually skimmed down over the water, one claw dangling into the coastal sea sending up a spray. It eventually came to a stop on the beach and they watched in awe as a small tanned girl climbed down. She whispered something to the dragon and then it flew off calling again to its own kind. Every inhabitant of the Undying Lands now undoubtedly knew of Amy's return yet there she stood in front of them unsure.

The three of them stared at each other for what seemed an age before the black horse screamed and reared onto his hind legs before charging forward and nearly knocking the girl from her feet. He stopped just in time however and placed his head on her chest. She stood there with her arms around his neck and showered his head in kisses.

"Long have I missed you Moridin. My beautiful horse." Her eyes shone with tears at the sight of him. She pulled back and took one of the flowers that still resided on the straps that kept her bow and quiver in place. Untying it, she quickly and gently plaited it into his mane. "Now with you is a piece of Chinky, your mother. I love you both."

Moridin butted Amy gently in the chest and then blew warm air onto her neck that made her giggle.

"You have returned, now we can spend forever galloping and jumping and being happy away from war." The horse said before moving aside and letting Amy stand in front of Legolas.

They stood staring at each transfixed, neither wanting to move or speak to break the moment. Their eyes locked and they sensed the love coming from each other, yet too scared to move. It was in fact Moridin who eventually made the move and butted Amy hard in the back and sent her closer so she was chest to chest with the elf.

Amy looked up at him and placed her hands on his chest as she tentively stood on her tip toes and placed a kiss on his lips. She gasped as arms wrapped tightly around her and warm lips crushed against her own. He lifted her up and spun her round on the spot, still not breaking their kiss. Eventually their lips broke apart yet still they touched for their arms were wrapped tightly around each other.

"Missed you." Came the soft voice of Amy.

"Missed you to." Legolas said. "Thought you were not going to make it back."

"I could never leave you, or Moridin." Amy said as stepped away from Legolas and picked up his hand twining their fingers together.

"Come, I will show you where we live and you can see everyone that came here before you." Legolas said as he walked over to Moridin, mounting smoothly he pulled Amy up and sat her before him. Wrapping his arms around her he nuzzled her neck and placed kisses on her head.

"Oi! Not on my back! Wait until we get home!" Moridin said loudly before leaping into a canter back towards the elvish palace that was the home of Legolas and his friends.

Joyful laughter filled the air.

OOOOOO

As they arrived back they were greeted by elves waiting for them at the palace. All looked on in awe as they saw Amy arrive back with Legolas. As they dismounted Elrond walked towards them.

"I thought my ears deceived me when I heard the dragon call. You are really home!" He said embracing her tightly.

"Yes, the line of the kings became corrupted yet with the rising of Elessar Telcontar, for he reminded me so much of Aragorn, honour has been restored." Amy said hugging the elf back, tears of joy shining in her eyes.

"It is good to see you back Amy." Galadriel said as she too walked forward with Celeborn.

Amy embraced them both as she was led towards the large palace. Legolas still had his fingers entwined with hers and she kept a hand on Moridin's neck.

"I run free where I wish during the day." The black horse said as he looked at Amy and relished in the feel of her hands against his neck again.

Amy smiled as she was directed to a bench and sat down. Instantly food and water was bought to her and she ate listening to the people talking around her. Taking a bite of an apple she was approached by a young elf with short blond hair.

"It is good to see you again Amy. I know we did not see too much of each other in our time in Middle Earth, yet I wish to get to know you now." Amy looked up at the elf and noticed how much he looked like Legolas, then she saw the milky blue eyes and smiled.

"It is good to see you to again Wing. You have grown, where is the chubby young elfling distraught about his horse? Where is the little boy that threw a tantrum when told to take his etiquette lessons?" Amy said.

Wing reached up and scratched behind his head, his face growing red. "Well I have grown up since then!" He said slightly indignantly.

"Of course."

"He still doesn't like his etiquette lessons now." Legolas whispered into her ear.

Amy laughed.

OOOOOO

Night had fallen in the Undying Lands, and Amy had spent all day greeting old friends and speaking to elves that had known her as a babe in her father's arms. Now she lay down and placed her head on Legolas' chest as one of his arms wrapped around her.

Their bed clothes were soft against their naked skin and she felt Legolas run his free hand up her leg. Smiling she leant up and kissed him softly, she did not complain when she was rolled onto her back and felt the blonde elf settle on top of her kissing her neck and shoulders gently. She revelled in the feeling of his lips and smiled. Two seconds later she threw him off as a foreign emotion flooded her head. An emotion of passion, heat and lust all of these she knew were not hers. In that moment she groaned and shut her eyes tightly trying desperately to block out the feelings.

"Amy what's wrong?" Legolas asked desperately pulling her hands away from her head.

"Moridin."

"What's wrong with him? Is he ok?"

"He's mounting that damn mare we saw today. I can feel him, his every thought and movement." Amy said moaning again.

Legolas fell onto his back laughing.