Disclaimer: I don´t own anything of the Lord of the Rings. It all belongs to J.R.R Tolkien.

Note: This is my first slash fic. I like reading them but I have never attempted them so please let me know if I am doing it all wrong. I was watching the movie yesterday and this just happened to come in my mind so here is a go at it. Let´s begin.

"There is nothing left for you if you stay here, only death." Lord Elrond of Rivendell to his daughter Arwen.

That was the quote that played through Arwen´s mind while she pushed with all her might to bring the new child into this world. Her throughts wirreled back to that day when she ran back to her father and told him she had made her choice. The choice to stay with the man she loved, to stay with Aragorn, son of Arathorn, king of Gondor, to bring him the son she had seen. She could feel her heart pushing to keep up with the blood that was flooding in between her legs. "Seas (please)" She prayed to the Valar. "Allow me to bring this child into this world."

She gave one mighty push and sank back into the pillows while the cry of a child was heard. Thankful she smiled up at the sky before she closed her eyes.

"My queen, it is a healthy boy." The midwife tried to tell her before they saw the pale form of the Evenstar lying on the bed. The sheets had turned red with the blood that flooded freely from her womb. "Ai, no, get Lord Elrond now." She shouted to one of the younger maidens who ran from the room as fast as she could.

Aragorn was pacing outside the healing wing, his foster father Elrond had disapeared in there not long after one of the younger healers came rushing out to get him. He had heard the cry of a child, the cry of his son. He sat down, head in his hands, there was something wrong, he could feel it but what?

He looked up when he noticed the door opening. A defeated Elrond came walking out, the look on the Elf Lord´s face was nothing Aragorn had expected. Standing up and taking a deep breath, he asked. "What news is there?"

Elrond looked up and tears shimmered in his eyes before he answered. "You have a healthy boy, Ellesar but Arwen... She did not make it."

Aragorn was silent, until he finally asked, like he had done so many times before when Elrond had known something. "You knew, didn´t you? That is what you were trying to tell me, that I would be the dead of her, that is why you wanted her to sail. What have I done? Can you ever forgive me?" He stammered, backed away from Elrond.

"Aye, my son, I knew, but it was her choice that bound herself to you. You let her go." He fell silent, extending his arms to the young king before him.

Elrond was happy for them when they got married. This was what his daughter wanted but he still could not shake the feeling that he had, the feeling that if she stayed with his foster son, she would die. Of course mortality would claim her but he never realized it would be so soon. It had only been 3 years since the wedding. Arwen was trilled when she heard the news she was pregnant with her husband´s child. Yet there was something going, something only she knew, she send a letter to Elrond to come and asist her during the pregnancy and invited her brother´s along. Elrond had the intention to sail but decided to wait a few more months to spent time with his daughter, before the fates of the world would seperate them. So he had come and knew he knew why.

He could feel Aragorn´s gaze searching his before he walked to him and wrapped his arms around the Elf. Both stayed that way, lost in their own thoughts.

Hope you liked it. Please tell me what you think and yes I am prepared for flamers.