I apologize to all my readers for how long it took to finish this up. I did not want to post anything without running it in front of the beta. She was unable to do anything for some time. But, it's finished now. YAY!
Rating: Strong R
Characters: Just about every other elf that Tolkien created that's in the LoTR books and movies.
Warning: descriptions of wounds and sexual situations
Disclaimer: All known characters are owned by the great Tolkien, all others are of my own creation.
Beta(s): Marta, Novedhelion, and Vi
Timeline: 80 years before LoTR and extends to post RoTK events
Notes: I want to thank Marta, Zee, Mal, Kay, Suse, Phyllis, Vi, Novedhelion, Kika, Becky, Dorothy, and Rashida for their expertise. Without their input this story would not be what it is today.
Sindarian speach is shown with " "
Westron speach is show with ' '
This story follows the movieverse.
"Aragorn, it is time." Haldir knew he had been in Arda for too long and told Legolas so. He knew the young prince would relay his words to Elessar. Each day it had become harder and harder for him to continue. The best he could hope for was an uneventful journey across the sea to the West and Valinor.
Aragorn nodded his head. 'I will have only the best for him. He deserves it.'
Legolas nodded. 'Tiniwen is tending to him.'
Haldir stood on the pier looking at the Gondorian boat before him. He turned to Aragorn. He looked as tired as his voice sounded. 'It is time for me to leave. I cannot stay here any longer.'
"Be safe, mellon. You will always be remembered here," Aragorn smiled as he presented the Gondorian boat. There were few elven master boat builders left in Arda. Legolas and Tiniwen knew they would have to make due with what was readily available.
Haldir nodded then stepped onto the boat.
'Who will steer it?' Gimli asked.
'Watch, my friend,' Legolas answered with a smile. When the ropes were loosened and thrown back to the boat nothing happened for about a minute. Suddenly in the still air the sails filled out and the ship started moving on it own accord.
'The Valar are bringing him home.'
"You are the only one that can bring him back now."
Arianel nodded then turned back to the still form laying before them. Taking Haldir's hand she reached out to him through their once strong bond. It was ripped apart leaving bloody holes in their minds at Helm's Deep, but Arianel knew the Valar could easily heal the dreadful psychic wound they had lived with for so many years.
"Haldir," she whispered both mentally and physically. Lasto beth nin. Tolo dan na galad.