Note: None of these are my original creations. Contains shounen ai and a love triangle between Arwen, Aragorn, and Legolas. I may write another chapter if asked. Elvish speech is in ' '.

Broken Hearts

Part 2

Aragorn felt guilty after overhearing the conversation between Legolas and Arwen. The two that he loved dearly were both suffering.

Arwen looked at Aragorn, with compassion on her face. 'I will be all right, Estel. My grief will not kill me. And it's time for the two of you to be happy together.'

'I love you, too, Arwen,' Aragorn murmured. 'And I love him.'

'I've always known that you did. I saw the look in Legolas's eyes on the day that we wed,' Arwen whispered. 'How did you not see it sooner, Estel? The signs were there.'

Aragorn sighed. 'I don't know. You were always more perceptive than I at feelings and emotions. Particularly mine.'

Arwen smiled sadly. 'Do not grieve indefinitely for me when I go, Estel. Let him comfort you when I go to be with my father.'

'Must you go?' Aragorn questioned.

'I must,' Arwen whispered. 'To give you both time to explore your feelings and be alone, without having to worry about me.'

'I do not want to lose you, either, Arwen.' Aragorn was grief-stricken, as he cupped her face in his hands.

'You're not losing me,' Arwen said quietly. 'You're gaining him, and he needs you. Legolas has suffered silently through the years because he loved you, and yet did not say anything.' A tear dripped down her face. 'I would be selfish if I did not give both of you what he gave us.'

Aragorn brushed it away gently, and looked at his wife. 'Will you truly be all right? You gave up your immortality for me, and I repay you by loving another.'

Arwen sought to ease the guilt in Aragorn's heart. 'I can understand why he loves, for I love you as well. Do not always worry so. The sun rose and set before I met you, and it will continue to do so after I leave.' Her voice was soft and honest, as only the daughter of Elrond could be.

Aragorn knew then that Arwen was determined to leave and go West, and nothing he said would change her mind. 'I pray you find happiness,' he said finally, feeling tears in his eyes as well.

Arwen pressed her soft lips to his, for the last time. The kiss was sweet but brief, and the Queen of Gondor looked at her husband. 'I will leave when a ship is readied,' she murmured, before walking away to her room.

Legolas had woken up partly during the conversation, and had heard some of it. He, too, felt remorse for hurting Arwen. But he was also slightly jealous, for he had heard Aragorn confirm what Legolas had believed. He loved both of them.

Aragorn entered the room, and couldn't keep a smile off his face at the look in Legolas's eyes. The blond elf was struggling against the drug that was forcing him back to sleep, and it was not working. His eyes kept glazing-over a little, and then returning to normal.

Legolas heard a low chuckle. 'Not funny, Aragorn,' he muttered. 'I do not want…' Legolas fell asleep mid-sentence.

Aragorn shook his head indulgently, before fixing the blankets over the sleeping and stubborn elf. He then took a seat next to the bed, where Arwen had been sitting. Aragorn then reflected on his thoughts.

The King of Gondor was confused in his heart.

He loved Legolas more than Arwen; he knew that now. Aragorn had been more worried about him being shot than the fact that Arwen had been the target. At least the arrow had not gone directly through Legolas's heart, which Aragorn had believed was the case. But any lower and it would have killed him.

Aragorn watched Legolas sleeping, and saw that the masks that the blond elf normally wore were gone. Instead, the youngest Prince of Mirkwood looked vulnerable and impossibly innocent as he slept. A rough, but gentle hand smoothed the blond hair off of Legolas's face.

The elf stirred a little, mumbling in his sleep. 'Aragorn…' he whispered.

'Hmm?' Aragorn asked.

'You woke me up,' Legolas muttered. But he didn't sound too annoyed. One of his hands reached and caught the hand of the human he loved, before sleep overtook Legolas once more.

Another low chuckle was Aragorn's response, as he sat next to the one he loved. His hand was still trapped by the sleeping elf, but Aragorn did not mind at all. He brought the hand up to his face, grateful for the blessing that Legolas somehow returned his feelings.

When Arwen left, Legolas would be the only one who could understand Aragorn's pain. He alone would remind Aragorn that life could be sweet, even with pain. And he truly hoped that Arwen found the kind of love she deserved.

Arwen had come back to ask Aragorn something when she saw them. The one she loved had Legolas's hand pressed to his face tenderly, as the blond elf slept. Sadness and love radiated from him. Arwen stood there for a few moments, just watching them. They belong together, she knew.

The members of the Fellowship entered then, speaking to each other. They slowed down when they saw Arwen standing at the doorway of the room Legolas was in. The former Company gasped softly when they saw the sight of Legolas and Aragorn.

Frodo whispered, "I knew it."

Gimli looked at the Hobbit, puzzled. "Knew what, little one?"

"I knew that Legolas liked Aragorn," the Hobbit said softly.

The others, save for Arwen, stared at Frodo.

"How did you decide that?" Gandalf asked.

"Twas in his eyes, before he left to go to the Healers. They were sad as he looked at Aragorn and Arwen together," Frodo told them.

Pippin questioned, "Are you sure it wasn't jealousy because Arwen was with Aragorn?"

Sam shot him a look. "Mr. Frodo is usually right. And Aragorn certainly seems… fond of Legolas."

"But what of Arwen?" Gimli grumbled.

"Frodo is right," Arwen said softly. "They do care for each other beyond friendship."

Everyone turned and looked at her.

"I'm all right," she told the small group, when she saw how concerned they looked. "I've always known they were in love."

Arwen turned back and looked at her loved one once more.

"Doesn't it hurt you to know that-" Pippin started, but Gandalf sent him a warning glance.

"Be quiet, fool of a Took!" Gandalf said sternly.

Pippin lapsed into silence, stinging from the rebuke.

"Tis all right, Gandalf. Part of me has always known that Legolas and Aragorn were in love. I am leaving for the West when a ship is ready. I am told one will be prepared in two days, so I must get ready." Arwen's soft words soothed the reprimand that Pippin had received.

"We'll miss you, Lady Arwen," Sam told her.

Gimli nodded. "You were always nice to myself and other dwarves when we chanced a visit," he grumbled, trying to hide his true feelings about the gentle female leaving Middle-Earth. For Gimli had grown fond of Arwen and considered her a friend.

A gentle smile was their reward.

To be continued (maybe)