Never without you
Chapter 1: Don't go
Pairings: Legolas/Haldir
Disclaimer: I don't own so don't ask
WARNING: This is about male/male relationships, if you have a problem with that then I suggest that you go elsewhere.
Notes: I'm new to the world of 'LotR', so please be kind when reviewing. If I make any mistakes I apologize ahead of time. This is done from the movie verse so anything after 'TTT' is my point-of-view. Also it's not beta. All comments and suggestions are most welcomed. Let's wait and see to where the path takes us.
Summary: Slash/Yaoi/Mpreg*Totally AU*Very OOC* Legolas and Haldir must keep their relationship a secret, but what happens when Legolas' father decide that's it time for him to marry and to produce an heir?
{{Elvish language}} still learning, most will be in English.
Enjoy!
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- TA 3018: The Quest to the Mountain of Fire -
The prince stood outside over looking the beauty of Lothlórien. He sighed heavily thinking about his task that lay ahead of him and his seven companions. Nothing been as important as this: taking the Ring of Power back to Mordor to be destroyed.
Legolas leaned against the railing as wisps of wind blew his golden-blonde hair. The golden city sparkled brightly in the dark of night. He had visited this place many times and rarely was he ever disappointed. This forest held a special place in his heart. This was the place where he was married to the guardian of this forest, Haldir.
Legolas dragged himself over to bed for a good nights rest. He was tired from the long journey that he and his friends had endured. As he laid there he thought about the parting with his lover.
~Flashback~
Haldir was on escort duty in Mirkwood. He was passing Lord Thranduil's study when he over heard Lord Celeborn talking about the visions that Lady Galadriel had about an evil power on the rise. Curiosity played its' hand and Haldir learned more than he had intended.
The guardian found out that the Elven lord was sending his only son to Rivendell. Haldir didn't bother to hear the rest. He went straight Legolas' private bedchamber. It wasn't uncommon for the Galadhrim to visit with the young Elf and vice-versa. Everyone knew that were extremely close, but they didn't know how close.
The prince saw the angry look on Haldir's face. He could feel the hostile emotions and knew immediately what the problem was. His husband somehow discovered that he was going to the House of Elrond.
"I forbid for you to go!" the silver-haired guard commanded.
"This is not your decision Haldir," Legolas had countered.
"I am your husband and I have sworn to protect you at any and all cost. How could your father be so selfish as to send you, Prince of Mirkwood to council, when he should be sending his advisors?"
"It is my duty Haldir. Please do not make this difficult."
The Marchwarden stormed out of the room without another word. Legolas cried himself to sleep after the argument. They haven't spoken to each other since then, and that was two and a half months ago.
~End Flashback~
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When the Fellowship arrived in the glorious Golden-forest they were greeted with a semi-warm welcome by Galadriel and Celeborn. Haldir was also among those who greeted them. He had actually met them just inside the borders of Caras Galadhon.
Legolas was a little put out that they were held-up at arrow point. Even Rúmil and Orophin were ready to shot them if Haldir gave the order.
The Lord and Lady had learned of Gandalf's fall, which everyone was still trying to come to terms with. Later that evening a servant delivered a note to the prince that said to met with Marchwarden. Legolas dreaded that meeting. During the course of dinner he could feel ice-blue eyes watching his every move with silent fury behind them.
Haldir had only spoken a brief formal greeting to him when he came upon them in the forest, which Legolas also found disconcerting.
/This is going to turn ugly/ Legolas thought as he tried to keep his face impassive.
The prince met his husband in his talan. Haldir made sure that his brothers were not to come by unexpectedly and kept them on patrol for the rest of the night. Once alone Haldir opened up and blew his top. Haldir was angry with him for volunteering to aid the Hobbits in the quest to destroy the one thing that could rip Middle-earth asunder.
Legolas didn't tell Haldir about his decision to join the Fellowship because he knew what his reaction was going to be; therefore after five centuries of knowing Haldir and only been married to him for less than that. The platinum blonde elf had proven Legolas right.
The older elf was not pleased to say the least but there was nothing that he could do. The damage had all ready been done. There was something else that was bothering the elf something that he couldn't quite put his finger on, but he decided to save that until another time.
"Just tell me why Legolas?"
"You know as well as I that the Hobbits need all the help that they can get. Why must you be so obstinate about this?"
"It's just not my life that hangs in the balance of this quest," Haldir vented.
Legolas stared at the silver-blonde haired elf. He was right it just wasn't his life that was on the line it was both of theirs. "I'm sorry but this is something that I must do Haldir."
The prince walked crossed the room and sat down on the bed. He was so exhausted he didn't think that he would be able to continue the argument with the Marchwarden. The only thing that he wanted to do was sleep.
"Haldir, why don't we get some rest?" Legolas looked pointedly at his husband. It had been so long since they had been together let only slept in the same bed.
The Marchwarden sighed knowing that nothing else would get resolved this night. Haldir ready himself for bed. He lay down on the other side of his lover. He pulled him close and held his beloved prince throughout the night
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Several days later Haldir woke one morning to an empty room. He looked around to notice that all of Legolas' weapons and clothes (what little that he had) were gone. He cursed himself. The young elf had managed to escape another argument.
They never discussed the quest (for that Legolas was grateful) instead they reacquainted themselves. Renewing their bond they were rarely seen apart. They would take long walks through the Lady's garden when Haldir was not on duty, which seemed seldom.
During breakfast talks stilled when Haldir, followed by his younger brothers, entered the dining hall. Lady Galadriel had reminded everyone not to talk about the Fellowship in front of the guardian elf. No one knew of his relationship with Prince Legolas except for the Lady and Lord and possibly Aragorn, Gandalf (who took the secret to his grave), and Gimli.
The group of brave warriors had departed early in the morning to set out on the quest once again. Galadriel said nothing for she knew what was pleaguing her most trusted guard and what was troubling Legolas. They had a rough road ahead of them. The Fellowship was going to be the biggest challenge of both their lives.
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- Two and half weeks later -
Haldir was standing in front of his Lady and Lord. The quest had gone from bad to worse and the Fellowship was in desperate need of assistance.
Galadriel stepped down from the dais to speak with Haldir privately. This was the hardest thing that she has ever done in her life. "Haldir you must take our legion of elves and go to battle that will take place in Rohan. All is not well I'm afraid."
"What have you heard?"
She knew that this was his way of asking about Legolas. "Lord Elrond has informed us that there have been more casualties, but Aragorn and Prince Legolas are well as well as the Ring bearer and Master dwarf."
"Very well milady. We leave tonight." Haldir bowed.
"There is one more thing that you should know my dear Haldir," she said with a melancholy tone.
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-Isegard approaches: The fall of Men and Elves
The woods were soothing. His spirit needed the calming peace. Legolas lay on the forest floor curled into a ball holding his stomach after throwing- up his dinner. Aragorn had inquired about his health a week prior and he would always give the same response 'I'm fine amin mellon.'
However, Legolas knew he was anything else but fine. He didn't know what was causing him to be sick at unholy hours of the day and night. This was a whole new experience to him for elves never fell sick. He felt like he was dieing, but once he was out in the middle of the trees he felt better.
He cursed the open space of Rohan. There were no trees or gardens or shrubbery that he could retreat too and to add insult to injury the Fellowship was stuck at Helm's Deep. He was surrounded by solid stones and rocks. The world was swimming around him.
By the Valar Aragorn was still alive. {{Le ab-dollen,}} the prince said with a forced grin. "You look terrible." The elf tells his 'lost but now found' companion. The Ranger saw that Legolas' skin complexion was more wan than usual.
His vibrant glowing blue eyes were swollen and dim. The naturally slim elf's face was fuller not to mention that his slender thin figure seemed a little rounder as well.
The friend's embraced each other, but as they pulled apart Legolas swayed and slumped forward. He was a bit warm to the touch. Aragorn carried him to the safety of a healing room away from prying eyes. The warrior took a moment to examine his unconscious friend.
Aragorn gasped at what he had discovered. "This cannot be?" There was no way he could tell his friend of his discovery. Legolas needed to fight. He needed to be able to concentrate on staying alive without worrying about something like this.
Another thought had crossed the Ranger's mind. /Does Haldir know?/
Aragorn slipped a blanket over his friend and left to speak with King Théoden. He needed to let him know that Saruman's army was on their way and would arrive by night fall. They didn't have much time left to prepare for battle.
- At dusk -
Legolas was back on his feet after some rest. He was glad for the down time but now he needed to focus on the upcoming battle. He and Aragorn had blow- up at each other in the armory, but they had made up some time later.
A horn sounded in the distance.
"That is no Orc horn," Legolas declared as he and Aragorn rushed out to see what was going on with Gimli trailing behind.
Coming up the causeway was an army of elves with their bows and quivers at the ready. One figure emerged to the forefront. Silver blonde hair almost white was draped loosely on his back with one neat plait down the middle; dressed battle ready in gold with a full length crimson cape swaddled over his left arm with leather two-finger gauntlets and boots was none other than Haldir of Lórien.
Legolas' stomach dropped to the ground when he spotted his lover. He said a warm welcome but his eyes conveyed his hurt.
Legolas discretely pulled Haldir aside. {{What. . .are you doing here Haldir?}} Legolas hissed into his ear trying not to let his anger be heard.
{{I'm here because my Lady has asked me to fulfill my duties as Marchwarden,}} Haldir simply answered then he caressed his beloved's face. The smoothness of Legolas' skin sent shivers down his spine. He always loved how the young prince made him feel.
{{We may not survive the night-}} Legolas blurted out but Haldir silence him.
{{I know that but I will not idly sit by and do nothing. If there was any other way on how I should die, I would rather die fighting by your side than from a broken heart.}}
Legolas did not catch the underlining meaning of what was said. {{. . .and what about me? How would I be able to go on knowing if something should happen to you? I would not be able to live Haldir if you should die,}} Legolas whispered tears gathering his eyes threatening to spill.
Haldir pulled the smaller elf into his embrace. "Do not fear my prince everything will be just fine." Although, he knew that it would not.
{{Amin mela lle}}
{{Amin mela lle}}
The lovers stayed as they were until it was time to take-up their positions on the parapet.
- Gandalf arrives -
Victory came on swift winds when the white-wizard arrived with Èomer, nephew to King Théoden, but at a high price. Men, elves, Uruks, and children lay broken around the Keep. Soldiers shuffled through the decaying mass for survivors. Fire pits of the dead burn. The dead must be burned to prevent disease from spreading to those who are healthy.
Rúmil and Orophin were in charge of preparing the bodies of their fallen kin. Another elf came running up to Rúmil whispering in his ear. His eyes widen to unbelievable proportions after what was reported to him. The older brother spoke sharp commands in Elvish then went to talk to Orophin. They were to head out for home as soon as they could.
{{Send word to Aragorn and pray that Legolas is well,}} Rúmil said watching the body of his older brother being prepared onto a litter to take back home.
Orophin set out to send a message to Aragorn. They hoped that they were not too late.
~*~*~
Next few days went by uneventful save for the approaching rider. "Gandalf, I bring news from Helm's Deep," the elf said.
"Yes."
"It's about Captain Haldir of Lothlórien."
"We all ready know that he is dead my boy," Gandalf said as Legolas walked off not wanting to hear.
"No sir."
"What?!"
"Captain Haldir is very much alive. He was badly injured. He had slipped into unconsciousness after his was stabbed. His brothers are transporting him back to Lothlórien as we speak."
Gandalf smiled at the news. This was good news indeed. Now if they could get Legolas to come out of his stupor then the rest of their journey would not be as bad.
The Istari and the Ranger were conversing with Gimli about Legolas. They were all ready making their way to the Mt. Doom. The Elven prince finally broke down. No words of comfort could ease Legolas' heart. The prince had withdrawn from them.
"He will not survive the rest of this journey, Gandalf," Aragorn said even with the news about Haldir being alive Legolas still might fade.
"Yes, I know. There is very little that we can do. He is dieing," he replied exhaling a puff of smoke.
"We must tell-" Gandalf was all ready shaking his head in the negative. Aragorn held his tongue.
Gimli looked around the camp. "Where is the Elf?"
The other two turned around to where they had left Legolas. The young elf was standing near the edge of the forest singing a lament for Haldir. Even in his grief he emitted a natural glow.
The Ranger walked to his friend wrapping a blanket around his shivering form. Legolas accepted the warming gift. He could not understand why the cold weather was effecting him.
{{Thank you}} Legolas said when he finished his song.
{{You are most welcomed}}
Legolas turned into his friend's embrace. "You should get some rest. Come." Aragorn led his friend back to his bedroll.
Later that evening Gandalf was able to tell Legolas about his husband but he dare not tell him of the other.
- One month later -
Haldir recovered from his injuries that he had received at the Hornburg. His brothers brought him back home along with many of their kin who perished in the horrific battle. He and a few others were the only ones who survived the on slaught of Saruman's evil creations. Everyone else had been cut down like trees.
Galadriel and Celeborn had been his healers. They told him that they were not hopeful of him ever surviving let alone waking-up. Haldir had been very fortunate.
He was still unable to join in the fighting to save Middle-earth. His wounds still needed time to mend. However, what really needed to be healed was his heart. Somehow Haldir felt strangely disconnect to his beloved as if Legolas did not have the will to live.
The bond they shared was weak. The only way to restrengthen the bond was for them to physically touch and the likelihood of that happening was next to nil. He was told that the Fellowship was slowly making their way toward Mordor. Yet, Haldir was here in Caras Galadhon, helpless. He was too far away to even make an attempt to reach them.
The Machrwarden thoughts strayed to his husband. His elegant dark brows furred as he remembered him last. Legolas was not himself that much Haldir guessed something else was haunting his prince.
The guardian's eyes became unfocused as he entered the elven dreamscape as the effects of the sedative that Lord Celeborn gave him took hold. It would be quite some time before he sees his husband and friend's again.
The Lord and Lady watched from their seats as their trusted guardian slipped from the conscious realm. "We should tell him."
"Nay Galadriel that will destroy him you even said so yourself."
"Perhaps you are right Celeborn."
Celeborn held his wife's hand. "Do not worry. We have seen in your mirror what shall come to pass."
Galadriel just hoped that the vision that they saw would have a different outcome. If it did not then Haldir and Legolas would have more on their hands than just the evils of Sauron.
~ TBC ~
Le ab-dollen: You're late.
Amin mela lle: I love you.
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