Alright so here is Chapter Twenty-Five! I hope you love it! Somewhere I read that Elvish pregnancies are more difficult than any others, so I'm going with that. About the other pregnancy stuff: I'm kind of winging it because I've never had a baby so I'm doing a little research and seeing what I can get with that. Elvish pregnancies also last a year, instead of nine months. I do not own LOTR. J.R.R Tolkein does.

Enjoy!

Chapter Twenty-Five

The months had gone on and Elladan was doing a wonderful job as Lord of Rivendell. Everyone had noticed as well that there would soon be an heir to Rivendell. The beautiful foreign Princess was glowing more than usual, being half way through her pregnancy she had finally over the nausea and fatigue that had plagued her. She could be seen in the gardens or in the temple; she was always giving her thanks to the Valar women. The Lord of Rivendell couldn't be happier either. He fawned over his wife and her every whim was met.

Melima had sent letters to her brothers and parents telling them of her joy and they planned on being present for the baby's birth and would arrive, as they said, a month early.

Elladan slipped out of bed one morning to go the study and look some over some papers that had been sent to him from Gondor. He stood over the bed for a moment and looked down at his wife. He had had a full body pillow made for her and she was wrapped around it, with part of it tucked between her legs. Her belly had gotten much rounder. He had never seen her more beautiful, though she had her doubts about how she looked. Her hair was shiny and thicker, her skin was glowing, and she always had that gorgeous smile on her face.

He got dressed and left the bedroom, leaving a rose on his pillow for her. After a while he had almost gotten through all the papers that morning there was a knock on his door. Elladan had hoped for Melima, but Elrond walked through the door instead.

"What can I do for you, Ada (father)?" Elladan asked signing the last piece of parchment.

"Well nothing for me." Elrond sat in the chair across from Elladan. "Has Melima seen a Healer lately?" He inquired.

"Well no," Elladan said slowly. It was uncommon for Elves to see Healers constantly. They would only go if there was a serious problem, most things, though, they could handle themselves. "Why do you ask?"

"I just think she should be checked on. Nothing is wrong." Elrond had studied the young woman and had come to the conclusion that she looked very like Celebrian when she had had the twins. "Just trust me."

Elladan nodded. "I'll take her this afternoon."

"It's nothing to worry about, I promise." Elrond stood to leave.

"I hate when you're so secretive," Elladan said.

"If I wasn't secretive, I wouldn't be your father." Elrond chuckled and left.

Elladan rearranged his desk and then went back to his room. Melima was still wrapped around her pillow, asleep like a rock. He sat down on the edge of the bed and rubbed her back until she woke up. She turned her head to look at him. She had his favorite drowsy smile on her beautiful face.

"It's almost lunch time. Can I bring you something to eat?" He asked, still rubbing her back.

She nodded. "Chicken, fruit, cheese, squash, and some of that sweet bread we had last night." Taylor nodded again, making sure she had listed everything.

Elladan laughed. "Anything for you, melleth (love)," he said. He left and went to the kitchen to gather everything she had said she wanted.

He returned shortly with a tray of food and helped her prop herself up. He put the tray down and sat beside her.

"I was thinking that maybe we should go see the Healer today," Elladan said casually.

"The Healer? Why?" Melima asked through a mouthful of bread.

"Just in case. Just a check up to make sure everything's alright."

"It is. I would know if it wasn't," Melima said a bit defensively.

"I know you would, but we haven't been in a while and I just think it's a good idea," Elladan persisted.

"I suppose we can." Melima gave in, because all she really wanted to do was eat.

She finished quickly. "I'm only going if we can go the kitchen and get dessert afterwards," she bargained.

"Deal." Elladan helped her slip into a green dress. She had taken to wearing things that tied under the bust.

They walked to the Healer's together, holding hands as usual.

"Your Highnesses, what brings you down here?" The Healer asked. She was a kindly older elf who Melima felt very comfortable with.

"Just a check up," Elladan said.

"Nothing wrong I hope?" The Healer asked.

Melima shook her head.

"Then come right over here and lay in the bed for me."

Melima and Elladan walked over and he helped her onto the small bed. Melima was propped up and waiting for the Healer. One look at the woman told her Elrond had sent her. She had delivered the twins and Arwen.

The Healer came over and laid her hands on Melima's distended stomach. She moved her hands around and closed her eyes. Finally she found what she was looking for. "Elladan can I have your hands please?"

Elladan skeptically held his hands out. The Healer placed one on the top right part of Melima's belly and the other on the lower left part. He stood there for a minute and then gave the Healer a funny look.

"Do you feel it?" She asked.

"Yes I think so." He pressed gently on Melima's stomach.

"Feel what?" Melima asked slowly.

"There are two of them, melleth (love)." Elladan looked down at his wife. She just shook her head at him.

"Put her hands where yours are," The Healer instructed. Elladan did and Melima felt the two little sparks of life as well.

"Why didn't I feel it before?" Melima asked.

"You didn't know what to look for and they may have been positioned at a difficult way to feel both of them," The Healer responded kindly.

Melima nodded. She had never expected two, it had never even crossed her mind, but perhaps it should have. Elladan was a twin and so was Elrond, it was only natural that she would bear twins. She remained quiet as the news sank in. She would have two babies. It was a lot to take in to one who hadn't given the thought any thinking before.

"Melleth (love)? Are you alright?" Elladan walked up to wear she was sitting and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Congratulations," The Healer said, taking her leave of the royal couple.

Melima just looked at him. "I'm scared." She slipped her hands into his.

"Why are you scared?" Elladan moved one of his hands to her hair. It was what he always did when they talked alone.

"I don't know, because there's another one. I was only expecting one and now I don't know what to do."

"We'll get through it," Elladan promised. He was nervous as well. He had been nervous before, but he wasn't stupid and he knew there were more risks for a multiple birth. "I promise."

Melima nodded and got out of the bed and they walked back through the palace. Elladan saw his father. "I need to speak with him." He let go of Melima and followed Elrond.

Melima made her way to the temple to pray again. She had been frequenting the temple.

"Ada (father)!" Elladan called. Elrond turned and looked at his son.

"Yes?" He had a smile on his face. "Let's talk in the library." Elrond went in and closed the door after Elladan.

"You knew she was carrying twins, didn't you?" Elladan asked.

"Of course I did. She looks just like your mother did." Elrond smiled.

"Will she be alright?"

Elrond's smile disappeared. "Pregnancies for our people are naturally more difficult than those any other race." He looked at his son. "And twins only add to that difficulty." He stood and walked around the library, Elladan following him.

Elladan had never been exposed to any pregnancies other than his mothers and he didn't remember much of it.

"She will need you more now than ever before. You must be her pillar. The pregnancy will be harder and she's scared about having twins. Be there for her, my son." Elrond handed his son a book. A book about Elvish pregnancy, he would need it.

Melima slowly got on her knees in the temple. She put her hands in front of her chest and bowed her head. "Women of the Valar, I ask for more strength and courage. I have been placed in a frightening situation and I ask for your guidance and comfort. I do not know what to do now, for I am scared. Please help me."

I hope you liked Chapter Twenty-Five! Reviews make my day! No hate comments or flames please! Anything else is fantastic!

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Avonmora