Note: This is the final chapter of this story. If I get enough reviews requesting a sequel, then I will write one. But it will take a few days. I've been neglecting my other stories while I wrote this one. None of these characters belong to me, etc, etc. Enjoy.

Love and Learning

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Aragorn

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A week had passed since Gimli caught Legolas and me kissing. He had teased us for it good-naturedly, but didn't say a word when he noticed us walking off together or holding hands. At least, he didn't say anything most of the time.

I sat next to the fire, with Legolas leaning against me. My arms were around him, holding him close. It was amazing how much happier the beautiful elf was now, compared to how he had been before we'd confessed our love. As if hearing my thoughts, Legolas turned his face towards me.

"Can we stay like this all night, Aragorn?" he asked softly, contentment showing in his eyes.

"Of course, Legolas," I said and grinned. "After all, after my watch, it's your turn. And my watch doesn't end for a few hours."

He smiled and kissed me softly. I moaned softly and kissed him back hard. He let out a tiny whimper before bringing his hands up to touch my face gently. My hands entwined themselves within Legolas's shiny hair, and came to rest behind his neck as I pulled him even closer.

Legolas and I didn't even notice when Gimli opened his eyes sleepily.

He shook his head when he saw us, faintly amused. "Hey, lovebirds, keep it down!" he called. "My watch is over for the night." He turned over and tried to go back to sleep.

I chuckled softly in Legolas's ear. "Keep it down, he says," I murmured.

Legolas smiled up at me, his green eyes shining with amusement. "I suppose we'd better," he whispered, before kissing me hard again. He then leaned against me again, resting his head on my chest.

"If we must." I lowered my hands until I found his ticklish spot. I'd discovered that a few days ago.

Legolas tried to keep from laughing. "Stop," he said, choking on his laughter, as he tried not to wake the dwarf up.

Gimli stirred again.

My eyes shone with mischief as I shook my head. Legolas retaliated by tickling me back.

I barely kept my own laughter in. Passion stirred in both of us, as Legolas turned so he was facing me.

Our lips met and locked for a few moments. Warmth swept through me, and I could see it in Legolas as well.

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Legolas

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Aragorn knew how to kiss, I thought, as I felt myself responding, a blush appearing on my face. He enjoyed touching my hair, which he said shone like gold. My hands wound themselves in Aragorn's hair as he cupped my face with his hands.

I heard him moan softly, as he leaned me down to the ground and lowered himself over me. Magic spun around us when he kissed me in return. His hands moved to my shirt and began to remove it. I was lost in a swirl of emotions, as I began to remove his shirt in return.

"Ah, geez," Gimli muttered. "I'm going to sleep by the lake." He got up, picked up his axe and a blanket, and started walking away.

"Oops," I whispered against Aragorn's lips. He chuckled softly again. "I think the dwarf will tease us much tomorrow, Aragorn." I looked up at him.

"Let's give him something to tease about," he said softly as he removed my shirt fully.

"Agreed," I said, panting hard, before Aragorn claimed my lips again and I was lost once more as his hands traveled down to my leggings.

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Gimli

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I laughed quietly as I walked to the lake. I knew they needed to be alone for a while. I didn't mind, either. They were cute together, in their own way. And Aragorn had helped Legolas to regain his confidence. I was glad for that, for I considered them both great friends.

Of course, I would never tell them that. I couldn't let them see that I was fond of them. It doesn't suit a warrior to be seen as such, and I was a warrior.

When I reached the lake, I spread my blanket out and lay upon it. The stars were shining clear and bright tonight. I laid my axe on the ground next to me, and thought back.

I'd never seen Aragorn or Legolas so happy before. All of us in the Fellowship had known they liked each other, but it had taken a lot for them to admit it to each other.

I only hoped that I'd be lucky enough one day to find someone who loved me as much as Aragorn and Legolas loved each other. That kind of love came once in a lifetime.

I fell asleep as I continued thinking throughout the night. At least I wasn't the one on guard tonight.

When I awoke the next morning, I gathered my blanket and axe up. I walked back to the camp, whistling loudly enough so that Legolas could hear me. The elf had very sharp ears, after all.

But when I got there, I saw Aragorn and Legolas were fast asleep, their arms around each other. Aragorn's blanket covered them, which I was relieved to see.

Huh. So much for standing guard last night, I thought.

"Crazy elf!" I said loudly, as I walked over to my pack and began to repack my things.

I heard a few mumbles, but nothing else. So I repeated it. "Crazy elf!"

"Stupid dwarf," Legolas muttered as he opened his eyes. And blushed bright red when he saw that I was looking straight at him, grinning.

"Did you enjoy standing watch last night with Aragorn, Legolas?" I couldn't help teasing him a bit.

Legolas sat there, looking highly embarrassed.

Aragorn opened his eyes, looking at Legolas. "What's wrong?"

Legolas let out a little squeak and pointed at me.

Aragorn looked and turned red when he saw me standing there. "I- uh."

I shook my head.

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Aragorn

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I had never been so humiliated in my life. Gimli stood there shaking his head. And I had no idea about what to say to him.

Legolas looked the same as me.

To my surprise, he started laughing. "Relax, you two. What you do is your own business. Just wait till I'm not in the camp." He turned back to his pack, probably to give us time to get dressed.

Legolas and I pulled our clothes on quickly, our faces bright red, as he continued.

"But use better caution. I'm surprised at you, Aragorn. Both of you were sound asleep when I came back this morning," he muttered.

"Sorry," Legolas said quietly.

"Me, too," I said.

The dwarf laughed again and walked over to us. He placed a hand on both my shoulder and Legolas's. "I told you, it doesn't matter to me. I only tease you to get a rile out of crazy elf." He grinned at Legolas.

"Stupid dwarf," Legolas responded instantly.

I started to laugh. Legolas joined in, as did Gimli.

We looked at each other, happiness written on our faces. For one moment in time, we'd forgotten our troubles.

Gimli didn't care what Legolas and I did- as long as he wasn't around. That proved that he was a real friend to both of us. He was a little rough around the edges, but deep down, he cared a lot. I'd seen it when he had confessed to me that he had read Legolas's diary- unintentionally, at first. Genuine tears had been in his eyes.

Legolas loved me. He had faced tremendous pain and suffering, and was all the more precious to me, because he'd managed to overcome it and become strong again. His beauty, both inside and out, lit up my world. And I loved him as well. I wasn't sure what he saw in me, but he loved me. And love can conquer all.

We will free Merry and Pippin, that I vow.

The End