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Note: This is the alternative story of Hearts in Bloom and it will feature a pregnant Aragorn. I don't know yet if it will run parallel with the other story because this is a story in its own right. It is the sequel to Love is meant to Bloom so check that out first.
Warning: Slash Legolas/Aragorn, MPREG (Male Pregnancy)
Author: Laurenke1.
King Elessar of Gondor rubbed at his stomach to settle the queasy feeling in it. He stared down wide eyed at the paper sitting in front of him. Blinking quickly he hoped to get the letters back in the place where they belonged. He knew enough of the healing arts to know that this was not good.
"Legolas?" He called out softly as the door creaked when his husband walked in. "Yes, Estel?" The blond, handsome elf asked, smiling at him. "Could you perhaps help me back to our room?" Aragorn turned his head gently to Legolas. The elf frowned as he asked. "Is something wrong then?"
Aragorn looked at the elf while he tried his best to listen to what Legolas was saying. It took him a moment to answer and when he looked down he realized Legolas was sitting in front of him, pressing a hand against his forehead before the elegant elf rose easily and said. "You do not have a fever so you are not ill. Perhaps you should just remain here then; I will go and get some tea. Faramir has asked for you to finish these papers today."
Aragorn only nodded and for a moment the elf rested a hand on his shoulder as he said. "Go and lie down on the couch for a little while. I will come back soon and I will see if I can help you with these papers." Aragorn looked up to smile.
He heard the footsteps die away as Legolas went to the kitchen while he once more returned to the papers on his desk. He rested a hand once more on his stomach, hoping to keep his stomach from rebelling. He went straight to his office this morning after grabbing a quick bite in the kitchen. But even that food was too much for his upset stomach as he threw it up some moments later.
He slowly rose, taking an unsteady step forward. He grabbed the desk when his head spun and his vision blurred. When the dark spots appeared in his vision he gave a sigh before taking one more step forward. Perhaps he could reach the couch but soon he felt his stomach chirm and the next moment everything went black…
Hearing a loud thud Faramir rushed into king Elessar's office. His heart sunk low into his chest when he saw the king lying on his chest, fainting when he tried to walk. He rushed back to the door and called out to the guard standing there. "Go and get lord Gandalf. Hurry! This is an emergency. It is about the king!"
Going back to Aragorn, Faramir grabbed the pillow from the nearest chair and slowly turned the king. He had learned that if he turned a person to the side after they had fainted, it would have been better if they got sick after the ordeal so he gently pillowed Aragorn's head in his own lap.
A moment later hurried footsteps that came closer told him somebody was coming. The next moment Legolas appeared in the doorway. The elven prince looked pale and Faramir was once more reminded of the close bond they shared. Walking forward on unsteady feet Legolas sank down next to his lover.
"Estel?" He called softly. "He fainted and I called for Gandalf." Faramir answered as the blue eyed turned to his own. The steward moved so Legolas could take his place. Legolas began to stroke the still head in his lap when a soft moan sounded. Blurred grey eyes opened as Aragorn struggled to rise.
"No, Estel, do not try to get up." Legolas gently helped to press Aragorn down as the man paled. "I think I am going to be sick." The whispering voice came as Faramir hurried to get a bowl and place it in front of the king.
Legolas helped to turn Aragorn as the man struggled to sit up on his knees. His head pounded and after a moment the king rose a bit more, his stomach settling more. "I thought you were going to get me tea?" He softly asked of Legolas, licking his dry and cracked lips.
"Yes, until I could sense you no longer. I was too late for Faramir had already found you. You fainted, meleth Nin." Legolas stroked his hair as Aragorn rested wearily against his elf. "What is going on?" Gandalf's booming voice came from the doorway as the wizard came closer.
Legolas looked up as Faramir moved away so Gandalf could sit in front of Aragorn. "He fainted. He said he was sick but when I checked to see if he had a fever I was wrong. He does not appear to be sick." Legolas fell into repeating himself as Gandalf gently drew Aragorn up into a sitting position as the wizard rested a hand against the man's forehead.
"Any other symptoms?" The bushy brows knitted together as Gandalf took in Aragorn's appearance. The dark circles underneath his eyes and the pale complexion gave Aragorn an unhealthy look. "I have been queasy for a few weeks now. It usually disappears by mid day but in the morning I have been throwing up all of my meals. Very tired as well and my head is simply pounding." Aragorn's voice was soft and Legolas cast a look at him.
"Are you feeling pain anywhere?" Gandalf gently helped Aragorn to rise, noticing how the man quickly grasped the wizard's hand while he swayed. "No, not at this moment," Aragorn quickly took Legolas' offered hand.
"Alright, I would like to examine you. Come we shall help you to your private chambers." Gandalf gently helped Aragorn by placing an arm around the unsteady king's waist. Taking small steps at a time they soon reached Aragorn and Legolas' private chambers.
"Help me to get him down on the bed." Gandalf instructed as Aragorn was lain down. The man immediately curled into a ball on his side. "Aragorn lay down on your back so I can examine you." Gandalf gave a quick order as he gently pushed Legolas out of the room. "I will examine him and then you can come back. I need him to focus upon me."
Legolas tried to protest but soon found himself out in front of a locked door. Inside the room Aragorn had finally turned back on his back. He rested a hand upon his stomach when it chirmed unsettling and his hand grabbed the covers. "Hush, Aragorn, I will call Legolas back soon." The wizard settled his staff against the wall as he drew up a chair to frown upon the pale looking man lying in the bed.
Aragorn looked back at him with trust shining up in his eyes. "Can you cure whatever is ailing me?" The young king asked in a child like voice. "I will try. But let us fine out what is ailing you first. So tell me your symptoms once more." Gandalf gave the man a gentle smile.
"I throw up my food in the mornings, my stomach feels queasy. I have a pounding headache and I have dizzy spells. And now I fainted." Aragorn used his fingers to list the symptoms. Gandalf frowned as he voiced his thoughts out loud. "If you were a female it would have been easy. But you are not. You would not mind if I examined you?"
Aragorn only shook his head as tears jumped in his eyes when the pain in his head became nearly unbearable. The next moment he felt Legolas' soothing touch upon his soul and he gave himself up into his elf's care. He faintly felt Gandalf examine him briefly as a sleepy feeling overcame him. Closing his eyes for a brief second, Aragorn drifted.
He woke up to the feeling of somebody sitting beside him and hushed voices speaking in angry tones. He could feel sadness coming from Legolas and opened his eyes to ask his elf about it when he heard… "But Estel cannot die. We have only just come into our own..." The elf was clearly too upset to speak anymore.
Gandalf was not the only one standing in the room but Elrond had joined them as well. The ancient healer looked at Aragorn and seemed to be the only one who realized Aragorn was awake. "Gandalf, this can be something else as well. Through it is never heard about with the race of men. But perhaps Estel has just enough elvish blood…" The older elf smiled as Gandalf turned to look back at Aragorn.
"And how do we know if it is what you speak about?" The Maia finally asked. "By sensing it, Mithrandir. If you can sense their bond, you can surely sense this." Elrond was actually laughing lightly as Legolas drew himself up angry. "You tell me Estel might die and now you laugh? I demand an explanation!"
"Easy, Legolas. You will get your explanation when I confirm my theory. Estel, lift up your shirt please." Elrond smiled at the distraught elf as Legolas became aware of fact that Aragorn was awake. The elf turned to his lover immediately and took his hand. When Elrond crouched down to rest a calming hand upon Aragorn's flat abdomen the man relaxed slightly.
He felt the touch of Elrond's mind on his own and allowed his father in. The calming influence of the steady elven soul was a balm to his nerves. The older elf was absenmindly stroking the flat surface with his thumb as he appeared to be listening to something. The next moment the sharp grey eyes shifted back to his own as Elrond smiled and said. "I can sense a heartbeat."
Aragorn rose halfway, for a moment forgetting his headache and the dizziness as he looked down at the elf sitting beside him. "What?" He stammered, not caring how his voice sounded. When Elrond smiled once more and repeated the sentence, Aragorn brought a hand up to his head, feeling like the whole world had gone mad.
When he felt another hand upon his stomach, he looked to the side to see Legolas doing the same. The Mirkwood prince had that thoughtful look upon his features as he locked his eyes with Aragorn. The next moment Aragorn felt their bond flare as Legolas's mind touched his own and he was brought in contact with what the elf was feeling.
A quick drumming noise reached his ears and he looked down fascinated. Legolas' hand was still resting against the taunt skin of his stomach and his eyes rose up to meet the blue orbs of the elf as Legolas appeared puzzled. "What does this mean?" Legolas asked, voicing the question on both their minds.
"It means Estel does have enough elvish blood to bear a child. He is not dying, Legolas. It is a gift given to the elves a long time ago but when darkness crept into these lands the gift was forgotten and it is rare for it to happen. It is a real blessing that comes from the Valar themselves. Estel is pregnant." Elrond gently explained.
Aragorn shot up, his own hand dropping down to his stomach as he stared at Elrond. "This cannot be happening, I am a male…" He stuttered. "Yes, males and females alike can carry children. Through it is very rare and it was only given to the earliest elves. Elves which shared your bloodline, especially since it was combined with one of the Maia. You are pregnant, Aragorn." Gandalf stroke forward to touch the king upon the shoulder. "We will leave you now so the news shall settle in. I will be back shortly to give you something for the dizziness, but for now rest. It will do you good."
Only Legolas remained as Aragorn once more lay down. He curled himself to his elf and soon drifted off, not aware of the fond smile on Legolas' face.
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