Noss

AN: Hey everyone, I'm really sorry again for the delay. School is over so I hope to write more. This is it, the final chapter. The last chapter probably sounded like the last one, but that is not the case. I want to thank you all again for reading, following, favorite this story, and to all the silent readers out there. I truly appreciate it!

By the way for those who do not know, Noss is family in sindarin. I thought I posted that before, but just in case.

Enjoy the last chapter.

"They say this is the last ship," someone spoke behind her, but Celebrían didn't know who. A crowd gathered at the shores of Alqualondë to welcome the last of those who still lingered on the other side of the shores.

If Celebrían was honest with herself, she didn't think there would be more arrivals. If this ship was in fact the last of the elves who wanted to sail, she knew as well as others that Cirdan would be on it, even if he was the only one.

Her eyes shifted from the shore to the right where two golden haired elves stood. One stood tall and lean looking on eyes searching further out to the ship to see anyone he would recognize. Next to him was a younger elf, he sucked his lip in and appeared to nibble on it in anticipation.

For Oropher and Legolas, Celebrían knew exactly where there thoughts were, who they hoped would be on that ship. Observing their longing Celebrían felt her hands squeeze around her gift. She looked down as the bright blue flowers carefully arranged in a circlet. She prayed too that the same person would be there.

It was disheartening when Legolas first arrived and gave her the news that his father would not sail. Her heart sank deeper when her sons and father delivered the same message when they arrived on these shores. As the days stretched and turned to weeks, months and years, she thought the idea of Thranduil sailing would never happen. She remembers centuries ago of a whispered promise that their last meeting would not be the end.

She held on to the Thranduils parting gift, hoping that the day will come when she can place the beautiful flowers on his head as well.

On her other side stood her husband sons and parents, her father looked almost as anxious as Oropher.

"Do you think?" Celebrían's words were directed to her father. He turned to her and solemnly shook his head. She didn't need to complete her sentence he knew whom she was talking about. In fear of not saying his name, she didn't want to get her hopes up if he wasn't on the ship.

"Patience," Celeborn said although it sounded like he was speaking for himself as he heaved a sigh. The ship seemed to mock them the longer they stared the slower it seemed to travel.

Slowly and surely Celebrían could see that the ship was finally coming in to the docks, she felt herself rise on her feet to look at the big ship coming in.

When it was finally docked and a ramp was placed for the passengers to easily get off, Celebrían heard a gasp to her right. Legolas almost leapt in the air, but Oropher's strong hands kept him in place. The hold didn't last long as Legolas broke free and sprinted to the ship, Oropher's call falling on deaf ears.

After Legolas took off a group gathered around Oropher, Celebrían knew them to be Thranduil's closer family. They were all in a buzz of excitement, Thranduil had finally come home.

Turning her attention back to the ship, she didn't see Legolas or Thranduil yet, but as soon as she caught a glimpse of a golden strand coming down the ramp, the group toward her right started to approach the ship.

Celebrían felt her toes curl in her shoes, as she waited. She remembered what her father had said, "patience."

By this time there was a crowed that formed around Thranduil, she was truly happy for them, and wanted to allow his immediate family to greet him first.

Bouncing on the tips of her toes she was getting anxious, she concealed her excitement, but Elladan and Elrohir took off. They felt that they already waited for too long.

Her son's hair disappeared with the rest of the golden or silver heads.

Not too long after her parents joined and Elrond, but Celebrían still held back building up her anticipation. So many years passed between them, she wanted to greet him properly and to really look at him without the rush of the crowed surrounding them.

As the crowed started to move her in direction, Celebrían sucked in a breath, looking for any sign of Thranduil. By this time she was alone in her area, and she was thankful that the crowed started to part.

Slowly emerging from the crowed his face beaming like the light, his voice letting out blissful laughter. Looking at his pure joy, Celebrían felt her lips turn up.

He looked like the same prince Celebrían first met all those years ago. They locked eyes then, Thranduil gave her a comforting soft smile, as he made his way to her.

Celebrían felt her smile become wider as he approached right until he was in front of her. They didn't speak at first. Celebrían ran her eyes over Thranduil, making sure that this was the actual one and not a dream. She could feel Thranduil do the same, she couldn't blame him. When they last saw each other, she felt all the life and joy come out of her. She was frail and weak, but now her strength was returned to her, and all that was robbed from her was back once again.

Celebrían giggled softly it was a sweet sound like a bell when she finally stopped looking Thranduil over.

Thranduil nonetheless did the same a deep throat chuckle, "I made it."

Celebrían extended her hand and Thranduil took it, "You're home."

AN: I hope you all enjoyed this story, now that this is over I want to continue on with another story, except it will range over different time periods and characters.

Last but not least, for feathered moon wings, I'm really sorry for not getting back with you, but now that school is out everything is going pretty good.

Thank you all once again!