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Elrohir shifted in the tresses of sleep. He knew something was wrong but what it was he did not know. He rolled onto his side, eyes focussing upon the source of light that streamed into the room through the tall windows.
He smiled and then reached with one hand to find Alassë's hand, he frowned when it came back empty and her side of the bed was cold. What could drive her to leave their warm bed earlier then usual? She had actually slept longer then he had in the past few weeks, yet he did not know why.
He sat up, the sheets pooling at his waist as he called out her name. Her answer came back through the door from the bathing room. Elrohir frowned, that was strange but he stood up and walked to the door, knowing on it softly.
She called out for him to enter and he did, worrying when he saw her sitting on the cold floor against the wall, one hand protectively wrapped around her stomach. "Meleth nin…." Elrohir breathed, he could not form any more words but the smile on her face was gentle.
She held out her hand to him and he sat down next to her, more frightened then he dared to admit. "Remember Ro, all those weeks ago that you told me that you would be here for another child?" Her voice was soft, teasing.
He could only nod, pulling her closer to his side as he remembered the past few months of bliss as he got to know his daughter and reconnected with his wife. Apparently it seemed that it had paid of. She snuggled against his side, grinning as she said. "Imagine my surprise to know that ever since my lover is back I find myself with child again."
"Which lover is that? He must be very potent then. I wonder what your husband would say to find yourself with child so soon after he has returned." Elrohir felt a smile pulling at his own lips as she laughed, gently slapping his arm.
"You got me with child, Elrohir! And so the Valar help me but I will make you abide by your promise." She forced past her lips as she caught her breath when they were done laughing to look at him.
He looked blissfully happy, hair mussed up by sleeping but his grey eyes sparkled with happiness and laughter and he gave her that smile she loved so much. Finally he pulled her into a kiss, one that made her mind spin and made her regret the years that she had spent without him but finally she pulled apart, resting her head against his shoulder, saying.
"We should tell Sanya. She deserves to know that she is getting another sibling." Alassë rose elegantly and Elrohir could not help but smile when he wondered that in a few months she would not be able to rise so smoothly anymore.
He followed her, sliding his arms around her waist when she stood at the bed to get dressed. His hand came to rest directly over her stomach and Elrohir gasped when he felt the child's strong presence in her body.
She turned to meet his eyes with an amused grin. "What is the matter? Did I manage to leave lord Elrohir tongue tied?"
Shaking his head, Elrohir tried to shake the confusion from his mind. As a healer he had felt children in the womb before but this was shaking him to the very core. It was his child that was growing inside his wife. She was watching him with a gentle expression and finally pulled him towards her for a kiss. "I suppose I did manage to surprise you then. Imagine my surprise when I learned that I was carrying your daughter."
"How did you find out? I can imagine that you were not really thinking of the present much…" Elrohir ignored the stab of pain in his heart when he saw her eyes darken with hurt but finally she grinned and answered.
"Glorfindel told me. He was the first to find out, even before I know what was ailing me. It is also the reason he is her godfather. She simply adores him." Alassë pulled her shirt over her head and finally managed to walk out the room, followed closely by Elrohir.
Yet the male elf did not follow her to the kitchen, instead going to his daughter's room and knocking before entering. He walked in, seeing the younger female elf curled up in the bed, reading a book that he had read when he was an Elfling himself. "Morning, my daughter." He greeted softly, sitting down on the bed as she regarded him with a happy smile and put the book away.
"Morning, Ada. You are up early." Sanya sat up and Elrohir could see one of his older tunics appearing from underneath the blankets. He smiled, gesturing to the tunic and she stared at it wide eyed, quickly explaining. "Oh I did not know it belonged to you, Ada. Naneth gave it to me when I became 10. She said that it belonged to somebody special. Do you want it back?"
He could see the tell tale signs of the nervousness that she could not quite shake. He reached out with one hand and caught her own hand in his as he said. "Peace, child. I would not take it from you for it belongs to you. Your mother gave it to you and you should keep it. I am quite sure that it does not fit me anymore."
"Ada, you have not gained any weight! Elves do not gain weight." She cried out, cuddling closer. He laughed at that, stroking her hair as he said. "Oh little one, elves can grow big. Especially if they are with child."
He could feel her stiffen in his arms and finally she drew back, looking at him with a confused look on her face. "What are you speaking about, Ada?"
"What I said. You will soon have a sibling to play with." He laughed when he saw her eyes grow wide before she threw herself at him, forgetting all about being a lady and instead being an exiting child who had been given one of her greatest wishes.
"But how long then…? How long must I wait?" She then threw back the covers and stood on the floor with bared feet, crying out. "Where is Naneth? I must go and congratulate her." Within moments she was gone, leaving him laughing still on the bed.
"It seems that fatherhood agrees with you if you manage to get your daughter so quickly out of bed and halfl dressed." His father's deep voice came from the doorway and Elrohir smiled as he rose to meet his sire.
"Yes, you never had that habit. You always had to threaten us with more work for us to even consider getting up in time for breakfast." The younger elf shot back as one arm easily went around his shoulder, trapping him against a firm chest.
He could hear his father's laughter deep in his chest as he rested his head against the older elf's chest before he relaxed, allowing his father to hold her. "Thank you." He said softly.
"For what, my son?"
"For taking care of Alassë when she arrived her and for taking care of Sanya. For being there when I could not be and for helping her through the years…For being the father I could not be to Sanya…."
"Nay, child, I was merely the parent until you came back." Elrond pulled his son closer, holding him for a moment until the older elf said. "Now go and this time is the father that you were supposed to be 25 years ago. If you dare to leave her alone again, not even the Valar will be able to help you when I get through with you."
With a last look at his sire, Elrohir did just that and went back to his wife to make himself ready for fatherhood and he was happy to do so.
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