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CHAPTER 1
"Aragorn, what are you doing awake at this hour? We are in the realm of Gondor, you will be safe here. Get some rest while you have the chance." Legolas admitted that Aragorn had startled him. He had not heard the man approaching and so when he someone lay beside him he received quite a shock.
"I had not meant to startle you, dear Legolas," was Aragorn's response, for it was true. Aragorn had thought the male elf would have heard his approach, as any other elf would. "What troubles your mind so that you did not hear my coming? Surely if it was the Ring bothering you, you would be more alert."
"You have not answered my question on why you are awake." Legolas did not wish to share his fears with Aragorn just yet, and so tried to change the topic of their conversation.
"I was asleep when I suddenly woke from my slumber, sensing someone was in danger. I quickly checked around the room and noticed your absence. I automatically assumed something terrible had befallen you and so I ran out balcony from which I saw that you were simply out here lying upon the ground, gazing up at the stars. I do admit I watched you for quite a long time, but who can blame me for looking at the most beautiful sight I have ever seen for longer than was necessary. When you did not seem to notice eyes upon you I got worried. That is why I am now down here asking you what worries your mind." Aragorn slowly felt about the ground for Legolas' hand until he found it. He gripped his hand and started stroking the back of it with his thumb.
Legolas internally cursed himself for being so oblivious to his surroundings earlier. Aragorn was right to be worried, for Legolas had suspicions for about four days now that he was pregnant, and it was Aragorn's child. He had not yet told the man this information. The elf didn't know what was keeping him from telling his lover this, but he knew that he couldn't do it. "I was simply thinking about our last night in Rohan," Legolas eventually said. It was exactly a lie, for that is when the child was conceived. At this the corners of Aragorn's mouth turned up. "That was a great night. I forgive you for worrying me if that is what caused it," Aragorn chuckled at the memory of this night "but we must go back up to the room for Gandalf has ordered we meet him early in the morning to discuss Frodo and the Ring."
The two slowly got up and made the way back to their sleeping chambers. They got into their separate beds, for they did not want any questions asked yet about their relationship. Aragorn's gentle snores soon filled the room, but Legolas could not bring himself to sleep. His mind was too troubled. He lay there all night, but never quite found sleep.
Aragorn dreamt of his and Legolas' life should they both survive the ending of this war. In the dream he saw them with two children, both with Legolas' hair and ears but Aragorn's eyes and mouth. It was, in Aragorn's opinion, the best dream he had ever had, though he kept it to himself as he and Legolas had only just gotten together in Rivendell before setting off for the quest. He did not wish to scare Legolas off with the idea of children.
They walked down to the hall in which Gandalf had arranged for the meeting to be together. Legolas had decided last night that this is when he would tell Aragorn. Now or never he said to himself. "Aragorn," he muttered, but Aragorn had not heard his mumble as a much louder one came from in front of the two. "Legolas, Aragorn" Gandalf announced, "about time you both showed your faces. Let's get down to business shall we?" All of the men in the room started giving ideas about how they could best help Frodo and defeat The Dark Lord.
Legolas had not been entirely listening to what was being said inside the room right now as he was more focused on not vomiting in the middle of a very serious and formal meeting. He guessed the morning sickness had begun and had decided he did not enjoy the feeling at all. He suddenly noticed a silence and Aragorn was glaring at him as if he was supposed to say something. What had just been said, Legolas asked himself, something about a final stand. "A diversion," he announced, praying to the Valar it would be enough and he would not be asked for anything further. His prayers were answered and the conversation ended without him having to contribute anymore.
As soon as the meeting had ended Legolas left the room and proceeded to the closest bathroom area. He threw up most, if not all, of what he had consumed already that morning. He left, hoping he would go unnoticed but he did not have such luck. Aragorn was leaning against the wall beside the door and had obviously been waiting for the elf to emerge from the bathroom. Aragorn had one leg supporting him and the other was bent and the knee and resting on the wall he was leaning on. His head was tilted back and his eyes were closed as if he were in deep thought. Legolas wished he could freeze this moment and look at it forever, but it was not to be for as soon as Aragorn heard the elf he stirred and looked at Legolas.
Whatever Aragorn was about to say was silenced by Legolas slamming his lips onto the man's with such a strong force and desire Aragorn had no choice but to answer it. "Come, to our sleeping chambers. Now," Legolas practically pulled the man along while demanding this, "or so help me I will not be able to control myself in public."
