Category: Lord of the Rings
Rating: T
Couples: Elrond/Celebrian, Celeborn/Galadriel, Elrohir/Melkor and the other ones also ;)
Warnings: Slight Slash; Not so slight AU; Blood; Angst
Chapter: 1
Copyright: Most Characters + Places © By Tolkien; Some characs + plot © by me
"NO! Arwen, I can't allow you! You're nine months pregnant and can give birth any day!"
"Ada! Naneth comes back! You can't forbid me to welcome her!"
Aragorn watched with amusement while Elrond and Arwen were arguing… again… Arwen was insisting to go to the Grey Havens, while Elrond was vehement against it. And silently, Aragorn, in a far corner of his mind, agreed with his father-in-law, not that he ever would tell Arwen, of course. Since she had become pregnant of their first child, she was absolutely unmanageable, especially when some else was right and she was wrong. He once had been so stupid to tell her so, and had ended up sleeping in a guest room, since she somehow had managed to barricade the door to their bedroom.
"May I interrupt?" After an hour of arguing, Aragorn wanted them to quit. Both sand him deadly stares. "The problem is that Arwen may not ride a horse, right? Why not let her travel on one of the carts?" He saw his father-in-law stiffen and after a while, Elrond nodded and sighed.
"It seems that is the only option, but…" Before he could finish Arwen had hugged him tightly and ran of. After both had looked how she ran down to the carts, Elrond turned around and said in a deathly voice: "And if you ever make my daughter like this again, no matter how much she loves you, I'll throw you down of some cliff!" Elrond also left the room. Aragorn only could chuckle, for THAT was one of the things he would never tell Elrond; they planned on having at least four children…
Elrond walked into his study. Erestor already waited there for him. "Is everything ready for all the Elves that come from Valinor?" While seating himself he rubbed his temples. His long-time friend sat down in front of the desk.
"Everything is ready… Are there problems? Aren't you happy Celebrian will arrive?" On this Elrond moaned.
"Of course I am, but I may remind you that I have a pregnant daughter… She is as worse as her mother, and I can bet Galadriel was even worse. Celeborn warned me to never get a daughter… What did I do? I, most Wisest of idiots, I got a daughter…" He reached into the drawer and pulled out some wine and glasses. "You too?" Erestor nodded.
"So?" He took the glass filled with red wine Elrond offered him. "What was it about this time? Did she want to have Glorfindel to be her babysitter? Or did she want to wear Orc-armor all the time?"
Elrond almost choked on his wine. He whipped away some of the red fluid and chuckled: "You always can make me smile again, can't you? No, she wanted to ride to the Grey Havens! To RIDE! Can you believe it? In her state…"
"Well… I can believe it, seeing who is her father." Erestor just barely was able to duck when an empty glass flew towards his head. "Elrond! Do you want to kill me!?"
"Maybe…" Elrond managed to push the word just past his gritted teeth.
"Ada…" Elladan peeked in. "The parties from Lothlorien and Mirkwood have been sighted. Did I interrupt something?"
Elrond relaxed and shook his head. "You only saved Erestor…"
