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As night rolled in Aragorn rode through the forests of Gondor and was glad to be away from his city and his responsibilitys since he never liked it in the first place. Arwen was no help since she tended to get cranky since she was pregnant AGAIN. Aragorn remembered when he was called "Strider" and the way he would fight orcs and protect the innocent. He missed it. Perhaps he should just disappear into the forest and never return. There he could go back to just being Strider and not Aragorn the King. Spirring Rego ahead, Aragorn burst forward like a mighty and untamed wind. Yes, he would leave Gondor forever...

Suddenly an elf appeared out of nowhere as elves tend to do and blocked his path. "Where are you going, mellon?"

"Nowhere."

"Come on! A king riding away into the night with no escort? You aren't running away, are you?" The elf's sea-blue eyes narrowed at his friend. "Tell me about it."

"Arwen is pregnant again, Legolas."

"And?"

"I'm tired of hearing small feet running around at night, mellon. I'm sick of having them climb into bed with me and Arwen. And we already have three!! Now we'll have four or perhaps more since I am unlucky like that."

"Your just having a bad night, mellon." Legolas said sympathetically.

"Maybe your right." Aragorn sighed. "But Arwen is acting like she hates me! You should have seen us this afternoon. Arwen and I were in the bathroom and I said, 'You look beautiful today." And she said, 'Don't I looke beautiful EVERY DAY?' And then she stormed off crying. What did I say?"

Laughing Legolas said, "She's pregnant, Aragorn. Give her a break."

"Why shouldn't I leave right now and go back to being Stider? I tire of being king."

Serious now, the elf frowned. "You shouldn't because you are a better person than that. Your wife needs you and your other three childern will need you. That baby growing inside her belly needs you."

Aragorn softened. "I know."

"You are a great king and an even better husband."

"Alright." The king laughed. "I'll go back." His eyes sparkled as he thought of Arwen even though he was mad at her.

"You know, I have an idea." said Legolas. "You can go back but then we'll leave on a vacation to Rohan or Rivendell."

Agreeing with his elven pal, Aragorn nodded and smiled. "We should do that."

The two rode off towards Minas Tirith, glad to have each other. It took only a few hours to return and Aragorn was in a much better mood and hoped that Arwen was too. As he and Legolas entered the throne room, his elven princess came rushing into the room, tearing running down her face.

"Where have you been, my love?" she yelled. "I thought you had left me alone to bare this burden. How dare you do this? I missed you so! Why do you torment me so? Why must your eyes be so blue and make me forget my anger?" She laughed and jumped into his arms.

"Careful, Arwen. Don't hurt yourself. I'm sorry. What I did was wrong." Aragorn kissed her passionately.

"I forget thee!" And then the queen turned to Legolas and smiled. "Thank you for bringing him back, Legolas!"

"My pleasure."

Aragorn mock glared at his friend. "Been speaking with my wife behind my back, eh?"

"I don't have one of my own so..." Legolas stopped with Aragorn playfully snacked him.

"Maybe you should get one."

"No, mellon. I don't think so."

"Alright, Legolas."

"Let's go eat dinner!" said Arwen happily because she was having cravings. Aragorn took her arm and they went away laughing. Legolas stayed behind, smiling at their backs. He was glad that his friend was so happy with Arwen. As he thought, a small hand tugged on his pants. Smiling, he looked down and saw Aragorn and Arwen's middle child Nieniel. "What are you up to, my child?"

Giggling the girl answered, "I am playing with my brother but I can't find him!"

Eyes shining, Legolas laughed. "I'm sure he's hiding on purpose. I'll help you look for him. It is time to eat anyway."

The child took his hand and they walked through the room together. Legolas felt a twinge of envy towards Aragorn for having such great children but brushed it off when the girl began to chat about how she had play-fought and won against her older brother.

"This is my family here," he thought.