Alright guys… this is the last chapter, but I might have bonus chapters at the end that I co-write with other great Fanfiction authors. One of them might be… rated M. (star-star, wink-wink, nudge-nudge (off a cliff)) But thanks for hanging on to the very end on this Fanfiction. I hope you like the end, and if you don't; read the bonus chapters or request more bonus chapters! Or a whole other Fanfiction! I'd be happy to!

"Going so soon?" teased Kali, the young elf's voice spoke with humor, though her eyes were slightly sad. She tugged at her husband's sleeve and pouted, "A year's worth of guy time? How is that even fun?!"

Her Prince chuckled and bent to kiss her head, "It's only for a little while, and I did promise."

"Before we were married!"

A smile flitted across Legolas' face, "So I am supposed to drop everything and pay attention to you? I never knew you were so needy." He teased, stroking her hair and pecking her on the nose.

"You coming or not Elf?" Shouted Gimli from the seat of their horse, swinging his axe impatiently, almost causing the horse to panic. "It's bad enough you put it off for a year to go meet your father (curse the old fart), get married, and then make a little elf ba-"

"Enough," Legolas sighed. Kali, after meeting his father, had decided that he and Legolas had the same sigh, the same blond hair, eyes, and that was where the similarities ended. "Yes," Her husband continued, "I know I'm going to be an Ada, you do not have to repeat it, Gimli son of Gloin."

Kali put a hand to her abdomen subconsciously, strange as it was for her; she was going to have a baby in a year; since elven pregnancy lasts a year and a month. Legolas would be back before the birthing, but still; she wanted him with her this next year because it was important to both of them.

Beside her stood Eowen, her own bundle of joy on the way as well. Faramir had become Kali's close friend just like his wife, and she was glad that the two of them could at least go through this together. But not just the two of them, also Arwen, Aragorn's wife, was also expecting.

Gimli looked down at his friend from the horse, and huffed heavily, sliding (and falling) off his horse with a thunk. He puffed out his breath and hoisted himself to his feet; what he had seen made him think twice about leaving.

Legolas had his arms around Kali, whispering goodbyes over and over again, stalling until he absolutely had to go. His wife had been fidgeting and nagging him about supplies, the weather, anything, for the past week or so. What if it's cold? Tell me it won't be cold! There's no dried food for the journey, can't it wait a month?

Gimli shuffled over to them and cleared his throat; Legolas reluctantly slid his arms off Kali and turned to his short friend. "I changed my mind," The dwarf said, cutting off anything the elf would have said. People looked surprised and confused, what was the dwarf saying? "I don't want you along on a yearlong journey, your elf ways would get on my nerves, and my axe would- ah, never mind that.

But my point is, I'm not going to be taking any pointy-eared elvish princeling along with me, in fact, I think I will spend the next few years at my cousin's place near Rohan, nice place that."

He looked up at Legolas briefly, who stared at him with a hopeful look on his face, his arm halfway around his wife. Then Gimli continued, "So if I happen to stop by occasionally, it won't be for the company, but for the excellent roasted meat! And I will NOT be taking anyone with me then either, when I go back." He shuffled his feet a bit then turned to go, "That's all."

A pair of arms wrapped around the breaded dwarf and pulled him backwards. Cursing, Gimli furiously turned to see who hugged him. Legolas squeezed his friend briefly then let go, standing back up and acting like nothing ever happened.

Gimli's jaw hit the floor and Aragorn, Eowen, Faramir, and Arwen snickered quietly. The angry dwarf started yelling and roaring at the passive Elf in a massive fight between nothing. Kali bent down and kissed Gimli on the cheek and whispered, "Thanks Gimli." He stopped his yelling and mumbled and blushed beneath his beard.

After that he continued on his way alone to the plains of Rohan, leaving the three pregnant women, the King of Gondor, the Steward of Gondor, and the Prince of Mirkwood standing in silence.

It was the men who broke down laughing first.

Aragorn and Faramir bent over double and choked on their own laugh. Arwen cracked a smile and Eowen started seriously worrying for her husband. The men were ushered inside by their wives; the gates of Gondor still stood open, waiting for two.

Legolas and Kali stood with their backs to the stone city together, their hands entwined, as they watched the dwarf ride away.

"Do you think he noticed how much I didn't want to leave you?" Legolas wondered, breaking the silence.

"No, he must have noticed how much I love you, and how I really didn't want you to leave." Kali said, leaning her head on her husband's shoulder.

"I will never leave you alone again, I promise."

"That's much better!"

"You were just waiting for me to say that."

"Yes." Kali looked up at him and smiled, "After all, you're my Prince, are you not?"

"Oh is that what I am?" He asked with amusement, "Then you would be my beautiful, strong, daring, warrior-princess. And I love you."

Outside a stone city that looked like a castle, I found my happily ever after. It didn't exactly come as I had expected it to, but what the heck, does life ever do what you think it will? I found him, the love of my life, and created a new beginning for both of us; that is a good- no, amazing storybook ending. And the next four words were the ones I spoke then,

"I love you too,"

Are the ones that matter most to me now until forever.

Alright kiddos, that's the end. I'm sorry, but it's true. If you want more stay tuned! I seriously love you guys, it's been awesome. Let me know if you want me to write anything for you! Please! And I don't want to see this couple go, so I might make a whole new Fanfiction after, maybe with Legolas and Kali, Aragorn and Arwen, and Faramir and Eowen's babies... maybe. Anyway, see ya later!